Charlie didn’t move and said seriously, “Grandpa and Grandma, please take the Rejuvenation Pill first. Once you do, we can head to dinner before it gets toote.”


    An Qishan nodded and said to his wife, “Since this is a gift of filial piety from our grandson, we must ept it no matter how significant it is! I owe so much to Charlie, and the only way I can repay him is by living longer!”


    Hearing this, Charlie smiled but said nothing. He understood that his grandfather needed a reason to convince himself, even though Charlie never expected or needed any repayment.


    Seeing her husband’s resolve, the olddy no longer hesitated. She nodded and sighed, “Since it’s our grandson’s filial gesture, I can’t refuse it…”


    Charlie seized the moment and handed the pills to both of them. Internally, he couldn’t help but reflect that giving medicine to the elderly was a delicate and challenging task. It was never as straightforward as with someone like Don Albert, who would kneel on the ground, ept the medicine with reverence, bow his head, and gratefully exim, <em>“Thank you, Master Wade!”</em><h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    With that thought, Charlie urged them, “Grandpa, Grandma, take the pills quickly. Let’s eat after this—I’m starving!”


    The elderly couple exchanged a nce, then looked at the pills, at each other, and finally at Charlie and the rest of the family. Then, simultaneously, they carefully took the pills and ced them in their mouths.


    Everyone, except Charlie, watched the scene intently. The rest of the An family, along with Li Yalin, observed the elders with wide, unblinking eyes, eager to witness the effects of the legendary Rejuvenation Pill. Even Charlie’s uncle, Asher, who had only seen the effects of a quarter of the pill at the auction, was curious to see the transformation from taking a full dose.


    The elderly couple watched each other closely, hoping to see the fabled reversal of time unfold on their partner’s face. And, as always, the Rejuvenation Pill didn’t disappoint.


    The changes began swiftly, like a slideshow fast-forwarding in reverse. The snow-white hair of both elders quickly turned mottled with ck. Deep wrinkles softened and seemed to vanish as if filled in. Their previously ck skin now resisted gravity, regaining youthful firmness.


    As they gazed at each other—the partner they had spent most of their lives with—both were awestruck and overjoyed. Watching each other grow younger in mere moments created a surreal and deeply emotional experience, reigniting the bond they shared.


    But the most profound transformations were internal.


    An Qishan, whose brain had been ravaged by Alzheimer’s, felt an extraordinary rity return. Once a sharp and quick-thinking man, he had suffered as his mind slowed and weakened, like a legendary sports car with a failing engine. Now, he felt his mental engine roar back to life, memories flooding in effortlessly. But rather than feeling overwhelmed, he experienced a peaceful rebuilding of everything that had once been fragmented.


    For the olddy, the improvements were more physical. She felt as if she had regained the vitality she’d had twenty years ago. The sensation of reversing time left her overjoyed, but in the next moment, her emotions overwhelmed her. She suddenly covered her face and began to cry.


    Her tears carried a deeper sorrow. Twenty years ago was the year she had lost her beloved eldest daughter and son-inw.


    An Qishan, too, was swept up in emotion. Experiencing the vitality of two decades prior brought memories of their tragic loss rushing back. Unable to contain himself, he also began to weep silently.


    The others, who hadn’t experienced the effects of the pill firsthand, couldn’t understand the couple’s tears. They assumed they were tears of joy and stepped forward tofort them.


    Asher said, “Dad, Mom, why are you crying? Seeing you both be so much younger is making us so happy!”


    “Exactly!” Tablita added, “Dad, Mom, your faces look more than ten years younger! It’s incredible!”


    The elderly couple exchanged a knowing look, understanding the unspoken reason behind each other’s tears.


    An Qishan wiped his tears first, gently pulling his wife into his arms. Heforted her like one would a child, saying softly, “It’s okay, don’t cry. Today is a day of great joy. Let’s not cry in front of Charlie.”


    The olddy wiped her tears and nodded, forcing a smile. “You’re right. No more crying. Charlie is hungry, and we shouldn’t dy him. Besides, I’ve waited twenty years for this meal—I can’t wait another minute!”<fn1efd> Chapters first released on find·novel</fn1efd>