Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 135 - 134: I Brought the Withered Seedlings Back to Life!
The heavy iron door of the greenhouse closed with a "clang."
Shutting out all the gazes from outside.
Chen Zhiyuan looked at the tightly closed door and let out a cold laugh.
"Half an hour? Does she think she’s an immortal?"
He spoke to a few math department students beside him, his voice not loud, yet full of biting disdain.
"Just wait. In half an hour, she’ll be the biggest joke since the founding of Beijing University."
Professor Wang, following behind Dean Li, also frowned and spoke in a low voice to the principal beside him.
"Principal, isn’t this too hasty? We cannot afford to lose even one of these mother seedlings."
The principal looked at the door in silence.
Dean Li, worried, rubbed his hands and paced back and forth at the door, murmuring continuously.
"Wanyi, Wanyi, you must not mess it up!"
Time passed, second by second.
Ten minutes.
Twenty minutes.
The greenhouse was quiet, not a sound.
Chen Zhiyuan’s smile grew wider and wider.
Sweat streamed down Dean Li’s forehead.
Finally, half an hour had passed.
Dean Li could no longer hold back and reached out to pull the door.
"Creak——"
The door was pushed open from the inside.
Lin Wan Yi walked out, her face a bit pale, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
Chen Zhiyuan immediately took a step forward, his voice sharp.
"How is it? Classmate Lin, are you at a loss for what to do? It’s not too late to admit defeat now!"
Lin Wan Yi ignored him.
She just stepped aside, vacating the spot at the entrance.
At that moment, everyone outside the greenhouse was stunned.
A rich, extreme life force, accompanied by the fragrance of moist soil, rushed at them from the greenhouse.
Through the open door, they saw.
In rows of seedling trays, there was no longer a single withered plant.
All the seedlings stood upright, their leaves so green they seemed to drip water, with crystalline droplets hanging from the tips, full of vigorous vitality.
"This... this is impossible!"
Professor Wang was the first to react, letting out an incredulous gasp, like a child, rushing in first.
He rushed to a pot of seedlings, hands trembling, carefully cupping one.
He brought it to his eyes, looked at it repeatedly, then held it under his nose to smell.
"Alive... really alive!"
He turned back sharply, looking at the crowd at the door, too excited to form coherent words.
"Strong root system! Thick leaves! Growing even better than when it was first brought in! This... this completely defies botanical principles!"
The principal and several other leaders also rushed in, every face full of joy and shock.
Chen Zhiyuan’s face turned ashen, no, he refused to believe it!
He went madly rushing in, pushing aside anyone blocking his path.
He reached the row of seedlings and yanked one out violently.
No rot, no disease spots.
The roots were snow-white, robust, holding the soil tightly, full of strength.
He yanked out another one, and it was the same.
Yanked out another one, still the same!
"No... it’s fake... all fake!"
Looking at the room full of vibrant green, then at his hands covered in soil, as if all his strength had been drained, his body swayed and he fell to the ground.
He lost.
Lost completely, utterly defeated, down to the bones.
Dean Li, with tears of excitement streaming down his face, rushed up and grabbed Lin Wan Yi’s hand.
"Well done! Classmate Wanyi! You’ve made another great contribution for the country!"
Lin Wan Yi just gave a tired smile and gently withdrew her hand.
"Dean, I’m a bit tired, I’d like to go back first."
Amidst awe, admiration, and feverish gazes, she walked back to the quiet little building alone, dragging her weary body.
All she wanted now was to hold her child.
However, as she pushed open the courtyard gate, her heart sank heavily.
The house was not as peaceful as usual.
Gu Lan was anxiously circling in the courtyard, and upon seeing her, it was like seeing a savior.
"Sister-in-law! You’re finally back! Quick! Ningning... Ningning she..."
Lin Wan Yi hurried into the house.
Wang Guihua was holding Little Gu Ning, her usual calmness gone, replaced with only anxiety and panic.
"Comrade Wanyi, quick! The child is not doing well!"
Lin Wan Yi rushed over, and just one glance made her freeze completely.
In her arms, Gu Ning’s little face was burning red, lips cracked, breathing rapid and weak, her whole body scorching as if she had been fished out of water.
"What’s going on?"
"The fever started suddenly half an hour ago, I wiped her down with lukewarm water and used alcohol for physical cooling, but it didn’t work! Not at all!"
Wang Guihua’s voice trembled; this retired head nurse, accustomed to life and death, was at a loss holding this small, burning life.
"Her temperature keeps rising! It’s definitely over forty degrees now! If this continues, she’ll have brain damage!"
Wang Guihua looked up, her eyes full of pleading.
"We must go to the main hospital immediately! Comrade Wanyi, I’ll go find the principal and ask him to send a car right away!"
Lin Wan Yi’s heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by a large hand. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
Go to the main hospital?
It’s the middle of the night now, and it takes more than an hour by car from the school to the military hospital.
Such a small child, bumpy on the road, who could guarantee there’d be no accidents?
She couldn’t take that chance.
She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.
"Nanny Wang, don’t panic."
Her voice was not loud, but it held an undeniable power, instantly calming the flustered Wang Guihua and Gu Lan.
"Xiao Lan, go to the kitchen and boil a pot of water, quickly!"
Gu Lan, in a daze, hearing the order, immediately stumbled towards the kitchen.
Lin Wan Yi took the scorching child from Wang Guihua and said to her in a steady voice.
"Nanny Wang, there’s an old remedy from my hometown, passed down from ancient times, specifically for treating children’s acute fever, I want to try it."
Wang Guihua was taken aback, instinctively wanting to object, at such a time, relying on folk remedies!
But when her eyes met Lin Wan Yi’s, the words swallowed back down.
What kind of eyes were those?
Calm, firm, unfathomable, carrying a kind of persuasive power she couldn’t resist.
"Okay."
Wang Guihua heard herself say.
Lin Wan Yi carried the child, turned, and entered the bedroom, blocking Wang Guihua’s view with her body.
She quickly took out a thumbnail-sized glass vial from a close-fitting pocket.
Under the guise of adjusting the child’s collar, she quietly let a single drop of highly diluted spiritual spring water slip into Gu Ning’s cracked little mouth.
After doing all this, she walked out holding the child, her face calm as usual.
Time seemed to stand still.
About a dozen minutes passed.
Gu Ning’s rapid breathing slowly became steady and long.
The alarming redness on her body faded away at a visibly fast rate, returning to the healthy pinkness of an infant.
Wang Guihua tremblingly reached out her hand, lightly, softly placing it on Gu Ning’s forehead.
Warm.
The fever was gone.
A high fever that could have been fatal was silently, effortlessly smoothed away.
Wang Guihua looked up sharply, staring intently at Lin Wan Yi, her gaze as if she had seen something completely beyond her life’s understanding.
In her sixty years of living, working all her life, she had never seen, never heard of such a thing.
Her lips quivered, uttering a trembling voice.
"Comrade Wanyi..."
"What... what exactly did you feed the child?"
