Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3322 Witch Doctor

On the street, Matthew held several documents in his hand, flipping through them carefully. Even with his back turned to the group, it was as if he could sense their thoughts.

"To destroy someone, you must first let them lose themselves in madness," he said softly. "The time isn't right yet, don't rush."

Behind him, Shawn, holding a hot dog, and the black-clad servant were both stunned. Matthew's words were clearly meant for them.

"Doctor, you're amazing!"

"You're a modern-day miracle worker, bringing people back from the brink!"

"Anyone who dares say the witch doctor is a fraud better watch out I'll knock 'em out!"

Excited voices rose from the crowd ahead, catching Matthew's attention. He put the documents into the small backpack Shawn was carrying and, on a whim, fished out a bag of spiced peanuts. Casually, he strolled over to the edge of the crowd.

darkened from years in the sun, his head wrapped in layers of scarves. His clothes were mostly black, with accents of other

to an unconscious figure lying on the ground, his rough hand pressing rhythmically on the man's chest in an

violently vomiting onto the ground,

at the man, who was slowly regaining consciousness, and sternly said, "You'll

with fear and a fanatical admiration directed

before the witch doctor. "Thank you, great witch doctor, for saving my

waved dismissively, but he added a

tow, the

"Witch Doctor, you're incredible!"

really isn't a fraud after

believe he's this

the witch doctor, Matthew's eyes flashed with a cold glint. He had noticed the look of fervor in the man's eyes after he had finished his treatment. That kind of fanaticism wasn't typical for someone who had just been saved. No, this was something far more intense-a kind of

got other business to attend to today. If any of you ever feel unwell, come see me

town."