14 A Village with no Doctor (1/2)

Anna's whole body was shaking as if it was on the verge of shattering. Her mind nearly went blank from the pain. She wasn't a cultivator so suddenly having foundation energy flow through her was devastating. Blood trickled from her mouth and nose. Her arm was broken and her leg muscles torn. She couldn't stand anymore falling to her knees covering her son.

”Mommy!” Franklin hugged his mom making her wince in pain. However, Anna still smiled at her son as she gently hugged him with her only working limb.

Perhaps this is fate Anna thought as she heard the angry demonic beasts all around. However, at this moment, the area surged with suppressive force. Joe had finally arrived though he hadn't hurried to the humans he was like a blur flying into the forest.

Joe smashed into the fox demonic beast with agility you wouldn't expect from his large size. His hooves smashed four foxes before they even knew what happened. Their internal organs turned to mush as they became part of the ground. Another two were blown away by Joe's large gut flying towards the sun.

The foxes morale was annihilated and they fled in all directions. The situation changed so fast that everyone felt whiplash. Joe just snorted as Arron arrived with a shocked expression he looks on in awe at the aftermath of this demonic bulls rampage.

His eyes soon filled with worry as he spotted Anna. ”Anna!” he ran over as more villagers arrived including Melisa.

Melisa ran over and scooped up her daughter who had yet to recover from her fright. Laurel gripped her mothers back and couldn't stop crying soaking Melisa's dress with snot and tears. ”Mom, mom, I'm sorry!” She wailed between sobs.

Joe seeing that he was no longer needed lumbers slowly away back to the hill. As he went past the villagers they gave him a wide birth. Joe gave a big yawn ignoring these weak ants.

”This isn't good,” Arron said inspecting Anna's broken body.

Gregory came over and frowned as he saw the young mother's torn body. ”There's nothing we can do here. Let's take her and the kids to safety first.” He said shaking his head.

They had no stretcher so they were forced to carry her by hand. Anna, however, had already passed out sparing her even more pain. Once she was laid down in the village Gregory took a closer look. He was, however, no doctor so he could think of nothing they could do to aid her.

He pulled Arron aside leaving the crying boy to watch over his mom. ”I doubt she will live much longer.” He sighed with a frown.

”Is there really nothing we can do?” Arron lamented.

”I think even if we had a doctor at best she'd be extremely crippled. What can mortals like us do for such wounds?” Gregory diagnosed.

”Perhaps the great demonic bull could help?” Arron pondered.

”You're grasping at straws. We are already lucky he intervened as he did.” He said glancing at the hill. ”Hell, he already does enough to let us live here… Why would you think a bull would know how to heal anyways?” Gregory reasoned with the broken-hearted man.

Franklin could see the pity in the eyes of the adults. Yet all he could do was cry and hate himself. He grasped his mother's good hand tightly hoping for a miracle.

”Come let's move her inside so she can rest,” Gregory said while patting the boy on the shoulder.