Lin Feng immediately wrote down a prescription and handed it to Shen Wanzhang, "This is the formula for preparing the medicinal solution, have someone mix the medicine."
Shen Wanzhang's eyes flashed with excitement as he took the prescription with both hands. He knew that this formula was incredibly valuable. The solution that could separate the characters and paintings without damage had long been lost, but Lin Feng seemed to produce it effortlessly.
The others looked on with covetous eyes, but could not bring themselves to shamelessly ask to see the formula, and could only feel envious and jealous. Shen Wanzhang called on his trusted subordinates and sent them to prepare the medicine quickly.
Lin Feng continued to have tools and an operation table prepared. By the time everything was ready, Shen Wanzhang's men had already brought in several large bags of medicinal herbs.
