Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3309 Sasha's Figurine

Shawn had barely managed to hide one hand behind his back when Matthew noticed him looking flustered.

In his other hand, Shawn held a stick with two little dough figures on it.

The craftsmanship of the elderly vendor was truly remarkable. The two little figures were so lifelike they seemed to almost capture a bit of their essence.

Matthew glanced at the figurines, then turned to the vendor, asking, "Could you make me one more, sir?"

"Of course. Any special requests?"

Matthew thought for a moment, recalling Sasha's appearance. After a pause, he described, "Her beauty is beyond compare, like a lotus emerging from the water, pure and flawless. Her eyes are bright, her brows delicate, with a grace like no other. She's like a celestial being..."

The elder scratched his head, clearly at a loss. "Young man, could you maybe show me a picture? My poor brain can't quite conjure up a goddess from imagination."

his younger days stirring within him. Once upon a time, he had stood at a similar stall, enamored by a girl, not unlike how Matthew was now. The descriptions Matthew used sounded almost

apologies. Here's a picture of her," Matthew said, pulling out his phone and showing the wallpaper-a picture

took one quick glance at the photo and immediately began to shape the dough. He worked with great care this time, taking his time with each detail. After about

figurine, Matthew was stunned. It was uncanny, almost as if Sasha herself had been captured in miniature form. The delicate features, the expression-it was

gentleman," Matthew instructed. He hadn't brought any cash with him, and the elderly vendor's

offer. "Young man, I feel a certain connection with you. Consider

in his eyes. "Could I have a word with you, young

replied, turning toward

growing softer, filled with unspoken pain. His eyes glistened with unshed tears as if haunted by a memory. Years ago, fear had held him back when he heard that she was getting engaged. If only he had acted differently... his life might not

saw a reflection of himself in Matthew-the same hidden sorrow.

someone buried

sense it in each other. Matthew nodded quietly, his voice soft but firm. "If that