Xu Huo was carried to a bed. The town's Defender, whom the people who had left earlier had mentioned, soon arrived. Since Xu Huo was covered in fungi, they didn't dare touch him recklessly, so they could only make a rough record of his height and appearance before arranging for a Doctor to examine him.
The old Doctor, who wore a Protective Suit noticeably better than everyone else's, conducted a selective examination before telling the others, "One hand and one leg are broken. The ribs don't look good either. If he fell from a height, he probably suffered other injuries as well. But none of that is a major problem. He'll recover after resting for a while. The problem is that too many mushrooms have grown on him, and his flesh and blood have turned into a breeding ground. The medicine available in our town can only get rid of some of them. Several types of fungus grow quickly, and pulling them out without using medicine will release deadly toxins. We'll have to find medicine elsewhere."
"Is the medicine expensive?" asked the young man who had found Xu Huo first.
The old Doctor paused. "Expensive, of course. Are you really going to save him? In his condition, even if you find the medicine, he probably won't survive for more than a few days."
"A Hai thinks this man is a Player," someone else said. "He said the man had been lying in the woods for several days. An ordinary person would have been poisoned to death long ago. The fact that he's still alive means he must be different from us."
The old Doctor sighed when he heard that. "A life is still a life. I'll contact someone and have the medicine bought for you, but you'll have to pay