In the end, Chen Feng was a little worried and simply wrote it down for them.
A clan leader took the prescription handed to him by Chen Feng and promised: "Don't worry, I will keep an eye on it and guarantee that nothing will go wrong.
As he said this, he called two people over, carefully took the medicine that Chen Feng had prepared, and turned around to leave.
After they left, Chen Feng wrote another prescription: "According to what is written in this prescription, prepare a bathtub. The clan leader needs to take a medicinal bath once a day."
Another clan elder took the recipe and left in a hurry, not daring to slack off at all.
After they left, Chen Feng looked at the clan leader beside him. The clan leader didn't waste any time and just took off all his clothes.
Looking at the numerous wounds on his body, Chen Feng sighed.
I have suffered so many traumas and have never been properly treated. How could my body not have problems if things continue like this?
Without thinking any more, Chen Feng took out a few silver needles and pricked them into two acupuncture points on his Fengmen and Baihui.
"Yeah." The clan leader groaned, feeling a numbness all over his body. It didn't hurt, but it made him feel very uncomfortable.
Chen Feng inserted several more needles into his Zhongfu, Fenglong, Xinshu, and Zhiyang acupoints without even looking.
As these few injections continued, the patriarch's face turned red, like a red-hot coal.
Chen Feng didn't waste any time and gave a few injections to Tianzhu and Huiyang acupuncture points without hesitation.
As these injections went in, the clan leader opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
Black blood fell to the ground, and a fishy smell instantly filled the air, like the smell of countless rotting and smelly corpses sealed in airtight boxes.
Not even after vomiting, the clan leader opened his mouth and a few more mouthfuls of black blood came out.
As the black blood was spit out, the clan leader felt that his heartbeat was much smoother.
Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Chen Feng.
Ignoring the smell of blood in the air, Chen Fengyun was flying so fast that people couldn't see clearly, leaving only afterimages in the sky.
Seeing Chen Feng's operation, several clan leaders in the room were dumbfounded and did not turn around for a long time.
As Chen Feng fell for the last time, a deep roar came from the clan leader. Then the silver needles on his body seemed to come alive, shaking gently.
The clan elders here had never seen such a miraculous method before, and they knelt down and worshiped Chen Feng.
"The immortal appears, God bless our family."
"The immortal appears, God bless our family."
...
Seeing their appearance, Chen Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He quickly went up and helped several people up.
Several clan elders looked at the clan leader's appearance and asked, "Chen Xianren, does our clan leader's illness take medicine and take a medicinal bath once a day? It will be cured after it is no longer used?"
Chen Feng looked a little weird when he heard the words "Chen Xianren".
I always felt like they were scolding him, and also felt like they were cursing him to death.
Seeing the sincere expressions on their faces, Chen Feng suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.
"His physical injuries are so serious that he needs acupuncture every two days, as well as a medicinal bath and decoction."
"As long as it's good, it's good. If it's good, it's good."
After confirming that their clan leader's body could really be cured, all the clan elders present were overjoyed.
"Thank you so much Chen Xianren."
As he spoke, several people knelt down on the floor again, shouting for Chen Xianren.