The Man in Power After Being Married into Her Family
Chapter 3897

Before the subordinate could voice his dissatisfaction, the African tycoon promptly warned him, "Don't spew nonsense!"

At that, the subordinate wisely silenced himself.

After that, the African tycoon slowly walked up the stage step by step, trembling all the way, supported by his subordinate and a soldier.

There were more than four hundred people below who watched him stagger onto the stage. The suspense was tormenting. A healthy man could easily reach the stage in thirty seconds, but the African tycoon spent seven to eight minutes to go such a short distance. When he finally arrived on stage, he was shaking all over..

Travis went mad at seeing the absurd pricing. He gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction as he watched the African tycoon move so excruciatingly slowly.

He cursed, "F*ck! This b*stard is shaking so much on stage! I'm getting dizzy looking at him!"

In the first place, Travis was never such a rude man. He was a businessman known for his gentle grace. However, he was greatly affected after losing the bid on the Rejuvenating Pill, and his emotions got the better of him.

He was furious and resentful, and wanted to curse at everything.

Jasmine stood in front of the auction table with a professional smile and said, "Let us congratulate Number 47 for winning the first bid tonight. Here, I would like to remind Number 47 about our rule once more. Since you've won the first auction for the Rejuvenating Pill, you can't bid for the subsequent auctions. Do you understand?"

No one knew if the African tycoon was nodding or shaking, for his head swayed back and forth all the time. He shivered as he reached out to the quarter pill on stage.

"Give... me ... I... I want to eat... Right now..."

Jasmine nodded and said, "Alright. Now, our staff will hand the Rejuvenating Pill to you."

Seeing how his hand was shaking so badly, she added a suggestion, "Our staff will help feed you the medicine directly!"

She then nodded to the Ten Thousand Armies soldier standing next to the Rejuvenating Pill on display. He strode to the African tycoon, stood beside the latter, and then grabbed the latter's chin firmly. Then, he picked up the quarter pill and slowly placed it into the African tycoon's mouth under the

audience's watchful gazes..

Everyone could see everything clearly, as everything was projected on the big screen.

More than four hundred people in the hall were focused on the screen with bated breath.

No one dared to blink. They didn't want to miss witnessing any miracle that might occur before their eyes.

Naturally, there were also many who

doubted the pill's efficiency. Besides,

the tycoon's Parkinson's disease seemed too severe. The crowd being well-informed folk, they knew that there was no chance of recovery from such a severe

Parkinson's disease.

Travis continued to complain in a soft whisper, "D*mn, if there are more people like him, they'll shake so much until the building's destroyed!"

Someone else behind him agreed.

"He's shaking so much. Even if he's

dead, his coffin won't be able to

keep him in place. I don't think the

pill will cure him!"

Meanwhile, the soldier had put the pill in the African tycoon's mouth.

Everyone watched the screen closely in complete silence. It was so quiet, one could hear a pin drop.

The audience sat still, almost motionlessly. The only one moving was the African tycoon, who was still shaking on the stage.

Finally, the quarter pill melted in his

■qinoui