Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3417 Mack Hancock Appears

She hesitated, casting a glance at Boone as if wanting to say more, but held back, choosing instead to stand quietly by his side.

Seeing her quiet loyalty, a hint of affection flashed in Boone's eyes. It was because he cherished his niece so much that he didn't want her to be exposed to the dangers of this island.

On this island, criminals roamed freely. While staying indoors offered some protection-the Island Watch generally discouraged home invasions-being outside meant risking kidnapping and worse. "Thank you, sir, for your help. I'm deeply grateful, though I have nothing to offer in return. If ever there comes a day I can repay you, please don't hesitate to find me." Boone bowed deeply to Matthew. Winnie, standing behind her uncle, stared at Matthew, her cheeks flushed. A handsome man in white who had come to her aid her mind was already drifting off, imagining names for the children they might one day have. Boone tugged at Winnie's wrist, urging her, "Winnie, we should head home."

Reluctantly, Winnie cast one last glance at Matthew, giving him a friendly smile before they hurried away. Boone's pace was hurried as if eager to escape the scene.

on Emil's leg in passing. After all, this scoundrel had not only withheld her uncle's wages but tried to attack him as well. Just as they were about to leave, a thunderous voice bellowed, "Boone, where do

but the bear-like figure behind him

you doing?!" Winnie, alarmed at seeing her

dock chief ignored her outburst, instead pulling a lollipop from his

seem like you were at a loss for words when you snuck off. Left us a note, saying not to look for you. Do you have any idea how

the chief's scolding, Boone's body began to tremble, and tears gathered in the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

You think you can just wander off and leave me worrying about you?! If you're with me, I'll look after you, no matter what The chief Mack Hancock's tone was rough, but it carried an unmistakable note of

murmured, bowing his

glanced at the lollipop in her hand, realization dawning