Charlie swiftly intervened, saying, “Mr. Simmons, this medicine is too potent for you. You should only take half of the capsule to address your longstanding injury and illness. Save the other half; it could be invaluable to you in the future.”


    Anthony was taken aback, struggling toprehend that he could be healed with just half of the pill.


    This was truly astonishing!


    As he pondered this, Anthony pulled out the dagger he always kept in his pocket and sliced the pill in half. Without hesitation, he popped one half into his mouth.


    Everyone watched with bated breath, anticipating a miracle.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Just moments after Anthony swallowed the pill, color flooded back into his face, transforming hisplexion to a vibrant pink. He also began to sweat profusely.


    A warm, magical sensation coursed through Anthony’s body.<fn85d1> This text is hosted at ?ovelFind</fn85d1>


    He likened his body to parched, cracked earth, and this warm magic felt like pure water, rejuvenating and nourishing every fissure and crevice.


    He could sense his old, stubborn wound gradually mending, and his eyes widened in disbelief.


    “Mr. Wade, this… this pill is truly miraculous! My old injury and illness, which have haunted me for decades, are gone in just a few minutes!”


    Ovee with emotion, Anthony burst into tears.


    In recent years, he had suffered greatly from his affliction, even copsing several times. Despite his struggles, he wanted to continue helping others, but he feared endangering their lives due to his own condition. He had been trapped in a cycle of pain.


    Now, after consuming half of Charlie’s pill, he feltpletely healed.


    If this wasn’t amazing, then nothing couldpare!


    Filled with gratitude, Anthony knelt before Charlie, tears streaming down his face. “Mr. Wade, you are the greatest person I have ever met. If you don’t mind, I would like to regard you as my father and teacher.”


    After enduring so much suffering because of his illness, no one could truly grasp the joy he felt at finally being free from it.


    Witnessing Anthony’s miraculous recovery, the onlookers’ admiration for Charlie only deepened.


    This pill was worth far more than tens of thousands of gold bars; they wouldn’t dream of selling it.


    Charlie looked at Anthony and helped him to his feet, saying, “Mr. Simmons, I appreciate your feelings, but please refrain from kneeling to me so casually; you are still my elder.”


    Anthony quickly responded, “How can I not express my gratitude to you, my benefactor?!”


    Seeing Anthony’s determination, Charlie decided not to argue further. He then turned to Jasmine, holding out the box of pills. “Miss Moore, this medicine is for Lord Moore.”


    Jasmine promptly knelt before Charlie, just as Anthony had done, raising her hands high. “Thank you, Mr. Wade. Your generosity towards the Moore family is something we will always remember!”


    Charlie nodded with a smile as he took out two pills, discreetly hiding one in his sleeve while cing the other in Jasmine’s hands.


    Overjoyed, Jasmine was about to carefully store the pill when she felt another round object slip into her palms.


    Sheughed and looked up at Charlie, who was smiling back at her. He winked, and she instantly understood.


    Charlie was giving her an extra pill, and he wanted her to keep it under wraps.


    Jasmine was filled with happiness and gratitude. She never expected Charlie would offer her two pills. The fact that he had given her the second pill secretly suggested it was meant for her and not her grandfather.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>