Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 292: Favoritism Should Have Its Limits

Meeting the astonished gazes of the two men, Serena Summers awkwardly touched the tip of her nose.

"I know it’s a bit embarrassing, but I really do need them..."

Without that medicinal herb, Serena could not make the antidote.

Without the antidote, if they wanted to save those children’s lives, they would need to use Lucas Shaw’s blood.

The drug components in the blood were diluted, and a significant quantity of blood was absolutely essential to achieve the desired medicinal effect.

She couldn’t bear it...

Old Master Woods was stunned, not expecting Serena to be so persistent.

Professor Parker spoke, trying to mediate: "Master, several children have gone missing over the recent half-year. They were found abandoned near the suburbs half a month ago."

He knew such things couldn’t be kept secret, but he still told the truth.

Old Master Woods had been out of touch with worldly affairs for many years and was taken aback by the news, not immediately realizing what it meant.

"May I take a look at the antidote formula?"

Serena immediately took out two recipes from her bag.

One was written by her master, the other was her own, after finding substitute herbs.

The medicinal effect of the second was certainly not as good as the first, but its cost could be significantly reduced.

More suitable for large-scale production.

The currently missing children numbered about a dozen.

Their conditions were still unknown, and Serena had to be fully prepared.

She did not want those children to lose their lives because they couldn’t afford the medicine.

Old Master Woods held the two recipes, his hands trembling slightly with excitement as he read on.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He repeated the word "good" three times, his eyes moistened with excitement.

After a while, he finally asked, "Child, did you write this formula?"

Serena followed his gaze and saw it was the second one, the one she had written.

She nodded and honestly replied, "Yes. The formula written by master undoubtedly has the best medicinal effect, but these herbs are hard to find and expensive."

Many families of the missing children were ordinary and simply couldn’t afford the high cost of medical care.

Old Master Woods nodded seriously, looking at Serena with more appreciation in his eyes, "Indeed a promising seed! Victor Bennett indeed has a good eye."

He pondered for a moment, then looked at the medicinal plants he had cultivated for several years and slowly said, "You take these, just leave me two plants."

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Take them all?

Had she heard wrong?

Buddha Lotus Seed was so precious; even at a high price, it wasn’t necessarily available for purchase, yet Old Master Woods was going to give them all to her.

"Of course, I’m not giving them to you unconditionally," the profound look in Old Master Woods’ eyes twinkled, "consider it a loan. When you’ve cultivated the antidote, you’ll have to repay the amount you’ve taken from me."

"No problem. I might need to borrow your cultivation chamber by then."

This cultivation room was the optimal simulated growth environment for Buddha Lotus Seed, ascertained after numerous experiments by Old Master Woods.

With this place, cultivating medicinal herbs could indeed be twice as effective.

Serena happily harvested the medicinal herbs, while Old Master Woods watched her attentively.

At a certain moment, he seemed to see Victor Bennett’s silhouette in her.

He sighed deeply and waved his hand at Professor Parker, "Come to the study with me, I have something to say to you."

Professor Parker also glanced at Serena and then quietly left.

In the study.

Professor Parker stood in front of the office desk and asked, "Master, what did you want to see me for?"

Old Master Woods, with his hands behind his back, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. His wrinkled face took on a more weathered look.

After a long time, he sighed deeply, "Mason, it’s time to stop."

Professor Parker’s face stiffened for a moment before quickly returning to normal, "Master, I don’t know what you’re talking about."

Old Master Woods slowly turned around, with his keen eyes piercingly staring at him, "No, you know exactly what I’m talking about."

The two stood in silent confrontation, neither willing to yield.

After a long while, Professor Parker was the first to concede, breaking the silence.

"Master, I’ve worked so hard for so long, I’m so close to the final step, I don’t want to give up."

"But what you’re doing is fundamentally wrong, all your persistence is meaningless," Old Master Woods tried to persuade earnestly.

Professor Parker’s face instantly changed.

His eyes reddened with anger and resentment, "Why is what I’m doing wrong? And what Victor Bennett does is right? Master, you should know there’s a limit to favoritism!"

What Professor Parker resented most in his life was his master’s partiality.

Just because Victor Bennett had more talent, was he supposed to be liked by everyone? And everything he did was right?

Old Master Woods never expected Mason Parker to think this way.

He was so angry that his body shook, pointing at Mason and yelling, "I’m partial to Victor Bennett? If I favored him, how could you possibly have gotten to where you are today? Do you have no conscience at all?"

Mason sneered, "I’m the one without a conscience? Who was it that favored Victor Bennett from the start, handing him the most important projects, while I got nothing... Now that I’m finally about to succeed, you want to stop me?"

"Master, am I really that inferior in your heart? Can I really not compare to Victor Bennett at all?"

Seeing Mason’s fierce appearance, Old Master Woods opened his mouth but said nothing in the end.

He clutched his violently heaving chest, furious.

"Mason Parker, I’ve never denied your talent and ability in medicine, but you can’t disregard human lives to prove yourself! Those children are innocent!"

Old Master Woods couldn’t contain his emotions and roared softly.

Professor Parker scoffed, "Sometimes, appropriate sacrifices are necessary for the advancement of medicine."

"Who are you to decide life and death for others?" Old Master Woods looked at him disbelievingly, unable to believe that the man before him was the disciple he had taught.

"Master, isn’t that what you taught me? Have you forgotten?" Professor Parker suddenly laughed, a dark storm suppressed in his gloomy eyes, "You said that sacrifices are inevitable for the progress of medicine."

Old Master Woods: "I was talking about self-sacrifice, not for you to play with people’s lives!"

"It doesn’t matter anymore," Professor Parker said with a light chuckle, "Isn’t what I’m doing now exactly what you wanted to do in the beginning?"

"You! What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Am I wrong? For the sake of this experiment, you didn’t hesitate to drive away Victor Bennett who strongly opposed you and nearly cost him his life. I’m just finishing the experiment you didn’t complete," Professor Parker sneered, his eyes filled with irony as he looked at Old Master Woods.