Chen Feng's mouth twitched and he helped everyone up.
"After a stick of incense, prepare the things for medicinal bath."
"Yes." A clan elder hurriedly ran out. With his agile movements, some people believed him to be a young man in his teens or 18s. How could he look like an old man in his 70s or 80s?
After the clan leader left, the others stared at the clan leader intently.
As time went by, the silver needles on his body turned from silvery white at the beginning to black, which made people feel uncomfortable just looking at them.
The time of a stick of incense flew by in a blink of an eye. Chen Feng quickly pulled out the silver needle from his body.
The moment the silver needles were removed from his body, a medicinal bath was also given.
Looking at the black round cauldron, Chen Feng didn't know what to say for a moment.
Yes, I know they are giving their clan leader a medicinal bath, and this is the bathtub.
For those who didn't know better, they thought they were going to stew their clan leader directly and eat his meat.
The clan elder was preparing the medicinal bath. Seeing that Chen Feng didn't move, he felt uncertain for a while and asked uneasily: "But what is inappropriate about this medicinal bath preparation?"
"No." Chen Feng shook his head. Fortunately, he was not the one taking the medicinal bath. Anyway, you can use any container to take the bath, as long as you soak it.
Then Chen Feng directly picked up the clan elder and put him into the cauldron.
The moment the clan leader came into contact with the medicinal bath, he let out a scream.
I just felt like my whole body was being roasted on a fire.
His internal organs were even burning, and he could even feel that the blood in his body was constantly being evaporated.
The cramping and bone-pulling pain made him sweat all over, and he wanted to jump out of it right away.
This sudden shout frightened everyone present and those waiting outside the door.
"Chen Xianren, this... what is going on? Nothing will happen, right?" A clan elder asked worriedly.
Seeing that their clan leader's face was red and looked like a cooked shrimp, they were a little worried, would their clan leader be cooked like this?
"Clan Chief, Patriarch, how are you?"
"What happened?"
"Clan leader, are you okay?"
...
Of those waiting outside, some finally couldn't hold it any longer and rushed over.
There was one person taking the lead, and then there was the second one. Before long, the room was packed to the brim.
"What are you doing?" A clan elder scolded them: "What are you doing rushing in? With Chen Xianren here, how could anything happen to the clan leader?"
"The patriarch's body has long since failed. It has been dragging on for these years. The reason why he is screaming now is because the hidden wounds in his body are being healed, and it is inevitable to scream in pain."
"As for you? Get out of here and don't disturb the treatment!"
The clan elder scolded them and told them to leave quickly.
They were afraid that their sudden intrusion would anger Chen Feng and cause him to get into trouble if he didn't receive treatment.
As for them, they are just asking. Regarding Chen Feng, they will believe it even if they don't believe it.
After all, they had witnessed the improvement in the clan leader's face just now.
When the clan members heard the clan elder's scolding, they couldn't help but cast their eyes to the clan leader on the side.
Seeing that his whole body was in the cauldron, I couldn't help but disagree: "But is this really useful? Are you sure nothing will happen to the clan leader?"
They were worried for a while, fearing that Chen Feng was acting randomly.