From behind the door, an aged old man appeared, a smile of relief on his face. He was the best medic of this stronghold, being a grand master professional doctor.
And when he obtained the Unique Class, World Healer, he used his deep experience and knowledge to gain Life Essence, and was now an Advanced Profession.
And he now held Skills to help him do what he believed he was born to do. To heal the sick, and help the wounded, like right now.
"Doctor Evans, how is my father?" Axel, as the eldest out of his siblings, came forward and asked in worry. His expression flipped so fast that, nobody saw how he did it.
The man in nature, sighed, but the sigh was one of relief instead of despondency. "Your father is alright. It was only a heavy wound from his previous records as a war general, rising up due to some strange errors within his body."
"Like food poisoning?" Adonis hurriedly intervened, still not convinced about the whole poisoning matter.