Alex looked at the old man for a moment, having noticed the respect everyone had for him. It was clear the old man was someone of importance, likely the Chief of the tribe.
He ignored the old man, turning to the patient before him. It was a man with a part of his right calf missing, skin grown over the missing muscles. It was an injury that hadn't happened recently, so the man was used to it.
Alex inspected it for a brief moment and handed him a pill. "Eat this."
The injured man took the pill with some apprehension, but quickly ate it nonetheless. The pill immediately did its thing, helping the man regrow his missing muscles.
It tore through his healed skin to find room, but the skin healed on its own afterward as well. Before the man knew it, he was as good as he had ever been in his life.
