The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 28

Rowan saw Hugo staring at Matthew and calling him a miracle doctor.

He thought Hugo had made a mistake. Hugo's eyesight had always been poor. Sometimes, he couldn't even distinguish between men and women. "Dad, this man is just a fraud. Don't pay him any attention. Nowadays, there are all sorts of scoundrels trying to trick their way into our family." Hugo squinted. He examined Matthew closely. The more he looked, the more convinced he became. "Are you... Miracle Doctor?" Matthew responded coldly, "What? Now that you've recovered, you don't recognize me anymore?"

Upon hearing his voice, Hugo immediately stepped forward. "It really is you! It's such an honor to have you here. Your presence graces our humble abode!" Rowan frowned. Even if Matthew had treated Hugo, there was no need for such enthusiasm. Medical treatment was just another business transaction. Given the Lloyd family's current status, should Hugo be this respectful to a doctor?

Matthew snorted. "Stop pretending. Your son just tried to kick me out. He called me a scoundrel. Your family's standards are too high. I can't measure up!" Hugo froze. He turned to Rowan and rebuked him. "Apologize to Dr. Grant! How dare you disrespect him?"

Rowan frowned. Not only was Matthew there, but three guards were also watching. He was the head of the Lloyd family, yet he was being humiliated like this. Unable to hold back, he retorted. "Dad, even if he cured you, we paid him to treat you. Do we really need to be so grateful toward him?"

Hugo trembled with anger. "Do you even know what disease I had?"

it. "Wasn't

Hugo

all over the country, and no

held his face and looked at Hugo in disbelief. "You... you hit me?" Getting slapped in front of Matthew and

disrespect Dr. Grant, I'll

business industry. I'm the head of the family. Do you really need to hit me over a mere doctor? How am I supposed to manage the subordinates now? Hugo

disease is hereditary. I kept it from you because I was worried you wouldn't be able to handle

pale. A hereditary disease? That was a death sentence. It could be

trip to Lambda City... Realizing this, Rowan finally understood Hugo's

hand. "Dr. Grant, please save me. I can't die yet.