Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3579

Ryan's message couldn't have been clearer-it was practically spelled out.

I'm not a toddler!

Matthew gave a faint smile, saying nothing in return.

Instead, he simply pointed at the blood-soaked deck, still wet with shark blood.

"If you want this boat to make it through the deep-sea zone, you'd better start cleaning. Otherwise, the stench alone might get us killed before we even get properly underway."

When he heard Matthew's words, Ryan's face lit up with reluctant agreement.

Matthew gave him a firm, approving pat on the shoulder.

"Good luck."

With that, he turned and walked into the cabin, leaving Ryan alone on the deck.

Ryan looked out over the empty deck and the bloodstained planks beneath his feet.

He was instantly thrown into a spiral of self-doubt.

So, by "cleaning"... he meant me, by myself, didn't he?

that, mop in hand, Ryan began scrubbing the deck-questioning

for asking Matthew to help clean

bring himself to say

man had just averted a life-or-death crisis. Complaining about deck stains

got to work

had been years since he'd done

top steward, he

one

on a ship, doing grunt work-scrubbing decks, taking orders, and enduring beatings

day he met Ronny, the

Ronny a

carried the same polished walking cane, wore a calm, reassuring smile

away

and dressed in stately wool coats that gave him an air of

one glance was enough to make

who posed a threat to Ronny. Quietly,

in the shadows, eager to take a bite out of the

from Ryan, Ronny had

hands were just as bloodied in service to their

fell and the sky darkened, the

Catet

satisfied, leaning against

wont