The female anchor turned into the dean of an ancient academy

Chapter 238 The "Fever-Reducing Medicine" Worked

Li Laomu took his five-year-old grandson to seek medical treatment everywhere, but there was no improvement.

He spent all his savings and even sold the only acre of land in his family, but he was still unable to turn the situation around.

Seeing his son and daughter-in-law getting thinner day by day, Li Laomu was anxious but helpless.

He cried all day long and most of his hair turned white.

Today, he heard that the Cen Family Academy had developed a new medicine for treating febrile diseases, so he came here with his sick body, holding on to the last glimmer of hope.

Li Laomu walked to the front of the stage tremblingly, and knelt down with a plop when he was still a few steps away from Cen Jiexiao.

His cloudy eyes were filled with tears, and his lips were trembling. He wanted to say something, but no words came out.

Cen Jiexiao hurried down the steps, came to Li Lamu, and stretched out her hand to help him up.

Li Laomu held her hand tightly and asked in a hoarse voice, "Director Cen...is this medicine...really effective for febrile diseases?"

His voice was very soft, but it was like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's heart.

"Uncle Li, please get up first." Cen Jiexiao said gently, her tone full of concern.

Li Laomu seemed not to hear her words. He was still kneeling on the ground, staring at her with his cloudy eyes, as if he wanted to see the answer from her face.

"President Cen..." He spoke again, his voice choked with sobs, "I beg you... please save my son and daughter-in-law..."

"They are still young... We can't just leave like this..."

Li Laomu burst into tears and sobbed uncontrollably.

"My poor little grandson... He's only five years old... He can't be without his parents..."

"President Cen... please..."

Li Lamu's cries were heart-wrenching, and everyone felt sad.

Many people in the crowd thought of their deceased relatives and couldn't help but have tears in their eyes.

Cen Jiexiao quickly helped Li Laomu up and said firmly, "Uncle Li, don't worry. I have tried this medicine many times with several doctors from Pujitang, and it works very well. It's just..."

She paused, frowning slightly. "It's just that this medicinal herb is not a rare one. It has just been developed and has not yet been mass-produced, so the quantity is very small."

Before Cen Jiexiao could finish her words, Li Laomu fell to his knees in front of her, tears streaming down his face as he begged, "Director Cen, please, save my family! My little grandson is only five years old! He can't...can't be without his father and mother!"

Li Laomu's cries were heartbreaking, and everyone felt a pang of sadness. Many people in the crowd thought of their own deceased relatives and their eyes also turned red.

Cen Jiexiao quickly helped Li Laomu up and comforted him, "Old man, please get up quickly. I promise you that I will do my best to save your son and daughter-in-law!"

After saying that, she turned to Wen Kuan and ordered, "Wen Kuan, quickly get all the pills I've been developing these days and give them to Mr. Li's grandson!"

"Yes, Dean!" Wen Kuan accepted the order and immediately turned around and left.

Wen Kuan didn't dare delay after receiving the order and immediately turned and ran towards the crowd. He was tall and conspicuous in the crowd. Seeing him approach, everyone consciously made way for him. Wen Kuan trotted all the way and soon arrived beside Cen Jiexiao. He pulled out an exquisite wooden box from his arms and handed it to Cen Jiexiao, saying respectfully, "Miss, this is the pill you developed earlier. I always carry it with me."

Cen Jiexiao took the wooden box and gently opened it. A faint medicinal fragrance wafted out, refreshing the heart. Neatly arranged in the wooden box were shiny black pills, as round and plump as black pearls. A glint of confidence flashed in Cen Jiexiao's eyes, and she said loudly to everyone, "Fellow villagers, please be patient! I have pills for febrile diseases. Let me try them. If it's true, as that person said, that I'm the evil woman who deceived the people with her lies, then this medicine will not work. Then, you can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you!"

After that, she turned to look at Li Laomu with a sincere look and asked, "Old man, are you willing to trust me just once?"

Li Laomu looked at Cen Jiexiao's clear eyes, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart. He looked at his son and daughter-in-law who were dying on the bed, then looked at Cen Jiexiao. He nodded tremblingly, tears streaming down his face, "Dean Cen, I believe in you! Please save my son and daughter-in-law! They are still young!"

Cen Jiexiao nodded, signaled Wen Kuan to hand the pills and warm water to Li Laomu, and explained in detail the method of taking the medicine and the precautions. Li Laomu took the pills and water with trembling hands and carefully gave them to his son and daughter-in-law.

Time ticked by, and the crowd fell into utter silence, their gaze fixed on the two people lying on the bed. The air seemed frozen. Li Laomu's family was so nervous that they dared not even breathe, fearing to disturb Cen Jiexiao and their last hope.

Dead silence.

There was still a suffocating silence.

Cen Jiexiao could even hear her own heartbeat like a drum.

Li Laomu's son was still lying there quietly, without any movement.

The crowd began to stir, and whispers spread like the tongue of a poisonous snake, carrying a cold chill, into Sister Cen Xiao's ears.

"Why haven't you woken up yet? Could it be..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Don't curse me! But, does that pill really work?"

"Who knows? What if that witch is just playing tricks on me..."

The seeds of doubt were sown again, quickly taking root and sprouting, and were about to grow into a towering tree that would swallow up Cen Jiexiao.

Cen Jiexiao's breathing became rapid and beads of sweat oozed out of her palms. She clenched her hands tightly and tried to stay calm, but her heart was churning like a raging storm.

Is it really going to fail at the last moment?

Do I really have to watch all my efforts go to waste and watch this group of ignorant people push me into an abyss of no return?

Do not!

She is not reconciled!

She will never give up!

At this moment, Li Laomu's son let out a faint groan, like the last cry of a bird trapped in a cage.

This subtle sound was like a thunderclap, exploding in the silent crowd and instantly suppressing all discussions.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the simple wooden bed.

Cen Jiexiao's heart was in her throat.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Li Lamu's son's eyelids trembled slightly, like a butterfly about to break out of its cocoon, trying hard to open his eyes.

"Son! My son!" Li Laomu burst into tears and held his son's hand tightly. His voice trembled with endless expectation and worry.

Finally, Li Laomu's son slowly opened his eyes, and a faint light flashed in his originally dull eyes.