Chapter 86

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During the lesson, Jiang Hao didn’t catch a wink of sleep. His gaze was fixed on Yuan Hong, worried that something might go awry.

But his anxiety soon eased.

Unbeknownst to everyone, Yuan Hong’s voice had miraculously regained its usual vigor, and his complexion had normalized too!

Yet, Yuan Hong, deeply engrossed in explaining the test papers, hadn’t noticed this transformation, and neither had anyone else.

With ten minutes left before the end of class, Yuan Hong wrapped up the test paper discussion.

“Alright, we’ve covered this set of papers. Now, if there’s anything you still don’t understand, raise your hand, and I’ll go over it again,” he announced.

After speaking, Yuan Hong grabbed his water cup and took a sip.

Suddenly, he froze, his eyes wide with astonishment.

His cold was gone!

No more sore throat, no more raspy voice, and that overwhelming weakness had vanished!

“Is this really happening?” he marveled.

In that instant, Yuan Hong’s gaze landed on Jiang Hao at the back of the room, who was fiddling with a pen.

“Jiang Hao!” he called out.

At the sound of his name, Jiang Hao hastily set his pen aside and stood up, drawing the attention of the entire class to Yuan Hong.

“Teacher Yuan, there’s no need for thanks! It was nothing more than a simple gesture!”

“After all, your trust in me is the greatest thanks I could receive!”

With that, Jiang Hao glanced at Liu Xuan in the front row, who was visibly disgruntled, and couldn’t resist a jab.

“Not like some people who are like frogs at the bottom of a well, forever unaware that there are greater heights to reach and bigger skies beyond!”

As Jiang Hao’s words hung in the air, all eyes instinctively found Liu Xuan.

Aware that he was the butt of the joke, Liu Xuan wasn’t about to make a scene—he chose to feign ignorance instead.

Class soon came to an end, and as Yuan Hong departed, Jiang Hao was about to settle down for a rest at his desk when a classmate approached him.

“Zhou Tong, what’s up?”

Jiang Hao asked, curious.

Zhou Tong was another top student in their senior class, though not quite as extraordinary as Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao knew Zhou Tong came from a well-off family—his father was the deputy director of a hospital in Tianhee City, and his mother ran a pharmaceutical company.

A true embodiment of the term ‘rich second generation.’

Yet, Zhou Tong was modest, and Jiang Hao thought well of him.

Zhou Tong looked earnestly at Jiang Hao and made his request.

“Hey, Jiang Hao, could I buy one of your cold pills? I’ve been feeling under the weather these past few days, and with the college entrance exams coming up, I’m worried it might affect my performance.”