"Here's the water! Here's the water!" A woman came over with a basin of clean water and placed it next to Feng Jiu.
After Feng Jiu said thank you, she cleaned her hands first, before fetching something from space to clean his wounds before she tended to his wounds. Looking at the man's weak breath who was about to snuff out any moment, she fed him a medicinal pill before letting someone send him into the house first.
Once inside the house, she told everyone else to go out, leaving only Du Fan around to help.
"Master, can he still live with such injuries?" Du Fan asked, his gaze falling on Feng Jiu's body. In this remote village, with such a serious injury, if he didn't have the best medicines to nourish him, I'm afraid that even if the Master gave him a medicinal pill right now, it would be very difficult for him to get well, right?