The patriarch and Xianglan shouted in unison, looking in disbelief.
"Chen Feng, this matter is not something you can say casually."
Xianglan looked at Chen Feng and said, "The patriarch is the most powerful doctor here. He has no choice but to do his own body. How could you have a solution?"
It’s not a big mistake for Xianglan to believe it. The patriarch himself has no choice. What kind of solutions can he have, a young boy in his twenties?
Chen Feng ignored Xianglan's words and told the patriarch his physical condition.
After hearing this, the patriarch was stunned because Chen Feng said exactly what he said.
He could be sure that before taking the pulse, Chen Feng had no idea about his physical condition.
Even some people from the tribe don’t know what their health is.
So all this is Chen Feng’s own diagnosis. There is no possibility for others to tell him in advance.
"Are you..." The patriarch stepped forward, his body trembling slightly, and his eyes were filled with excitement: "You really have a way to cure my body?"
"This is natural." Chen Feng was full of confidence.
“If you can cure…”
"Chen Feng, as long as you can cure the patriarch, I will be a cow and a horse for you in my life!" As she said that, Xianglan fell to the ground directly, and there were a few sounds at Chen Feng without hesitation.
Seeing Xianglan like this, Chen Feng quickly helped him up.
The patriarch looked at Chen Feng excitedly, not knowing what to say for a moment.
He thought... he thought he would be like this in his life.
Unexpectedly, when the time comes, it actually made him meet Chen Feng and have the possibility of healing.
The patriarch was happy and he quickly calmed down.
As Chen Feng said, his body is no longer good.
It is conceivable how much it takes to save a person who is about to die.
Taking a deep breath, the patriarch returned to his previous appearance and asked, "Since you can treat my illness, let's talk about your request."
"After all, my disease is not that easy to cure."
Hearing the patriarch's words, Xianglan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, staring at Chen Feng tightly, holding one hand tightly.
Chen Feng looked at the serious look of the two of them and signaled that they should not worry: "I should say thank you. If you hadn't saved me, I wouldn't have stood here to talk to you."
"We save people and treat you. These are two different things, and we cannot be confused."
Seeing the patriarch insisting, Chen Feng was also helpless. Suddenly he had an idea and took out the spiritual medicine that Xianglan had just taken him.
"These two kinds of spiritual medicines have helped me a lot, and they are rewards."
Looking at the broken grass in Chen Feng's hand, the patriarch knew in his heart that he said this on purpose to prevent him from being burdened.
Just a few grasses for feeding pigs, how can they be so valuable?
As long as he said this, the patriarch did not continue to refuse, and there was no meaning to continue to refuse.
"Since that's the case, I thank you here. I will never forget your kindness to me, and I will definitely repay you in this life."
As he said that, the patriarch was about to kneel down. Fortunately, Chen Feng was quick-witted and supported the person.
"It's better to wait until you recover."
The patriarch nodded without refuting, but Xianglan, who was beside him, couldn't wait to ask: "What do you need to treat the patriarch's body? Just tell me, it's a sea of swords and fire, I'll bring it back to you!"