Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2016

Matthew looked around the lobby. It was quiet, so he unwittingly sank into his thoughts. If he wasn't on a path of vengeance, he might have opened a medical center after he gained Christopher's legacy. It would probably be a hundred square meters big, and he would help his patients during busier days. On slower days, he would forage for herbs and make some pills. And if someone was lucky, they could be his student. "If I do get my vengeance someday, I can retire and live a life like that," he muttered to himself. A smile curled his lips, but then the commotion outside broke his train of thought.

Noticing his change, the receptionist approached him. "Dr. Larson, the hidden sects' representatives will arrive in Bainbridge today. Everyone can't wait to see them."

The roads were crowded after the news of the hidden sects' representatives' arrival made its rounds. If it weren't for the army maintaining order, the roads would've been congested. Everyone stood around to wait for the contestants, and eventually, a motorcade came into view.

"They're here!"

The crowd gasped, and the motorcade came to a stop.

look. There's the Goddess of Meteora, Lola Crichton in there." One of the crown prince's friends pointed at the center of the motorcade and squeezed through the crowd. His friends quickly followed. "Calm down, you guys. It's not like she's a celebrity or something," the crown prince muttered, but in his curiosity, he stood on

appeared in view. "Holy sh*t!" The moment the crown prince saw that woman, he finally understood why his friends were shouting like

this woman's curves were perfect. Her face was beautiful, her eyes were as clear as crystals, and her skin was as fair as snow. She radiated an air of grace and innocence,

and smiled gently. The men howled in delight, then a one-armed monk escorted her into the corridors of Renew Pharmaceuticals after she nodded. They

from patients. The crowd saw the stunning woman off until she disappeared in the

a little monk in gray clothes entered the scene. His shoes were tattered, and his clothes made of linen were old. Even so, the weary look failed to hide his air of innocence, and his handsome looks

don't you ditch your temple

you can't ditch your temple. I don't mind

your clothes. Kiss me and I'll get you