Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3582

Matthew pulled a cast iron grill from the cabin.

"You start setting it up-I'll go check if we've got anything to cook."

With a quick word to Ryan, Matthew headed toward the powder magazine.

Earlier, while grabbing some smokeless coal, he had spotted a stash of frozen food in there.

Perfect for a long-overdue barbecue.

It had been ages since Matthew had grilled anything-the last time was with Sasha.

He casually picked a few things from the stash and made his way back to the deck.

What he saw next made him stop in his tracks, amused.

Ryan stood stiffly in front of the grill, carefully tending to beef liver and scallions.

He kept flipping them over, even brushing on some sauce every now and then.

This, from the guy who had just said he didn't want any?

was, dutifully manning the grill like

looked flustered,

weak? If Matthew sees this, he's definitely going to give me

him, he caught sight of Matthew

do you

conscience tend to have duller hearing." He walked over to the grill, took one look, and rubbed his forehead in disbelief. "Dude... is this really how you

the grill, Ryan had only placed three or four pieces of smokeless coal. "Seriously? This isn't even enough to boil

to the pile of coal still on the

At this rate,

face turned

open flame-this whole smokeless coal thing

clue how much

eyebrow. "How the hell did you survive

Ryan's expression grew distant.

cooking food

time,

raw. Compressed biscuits and

were more common

anything else."

then asked, "So how'd you end up in

West Montiria Islands anyway?"