The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 114

Ansel saw the ring, and his aged eyes lit up with recognition. "I can't say. Your mentor must tell you personally. However, there's one thing you must know," he said. "As long as you're alive, you can't lose this ring."

Matthew grew a little frustrated from the lack of information. He asked, "What if I die?"

Ansel suddenly laughed. "Sir, if you're dead, it will no longer be your concern."

He continued, "Even if your mentor possesses extraordinary skills, he can't retrieve you from hell and slip this ring back onto your finger."

Realizing he wouldn't obtain any useful information, Matthew decided to learn more about the task instead.

"Where can I find the Medieval Medicine text?" he asked. "Do you have any news?"

Ansel smiled and replied, "The Medieval Medicine was in Walter Reed's possession at the time, but I'm not aware of its whereabouts afterward." Matthew frowned. Jenny had mentioned that her grandfather never passed down any medical literature.

He secretly thought that this matter might become a little troublesome.

Finally, he said, "I'll find a way on my own."

Ansel smiled and offered, "Sir, would you like me to send a few people to assist you? They can run errands and assist you with whatever you need."

Matthew shook his head. "It's too much trouble. I'm leaving," he replied, then stood up to leave thereafter.

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"Ivy, with your skills, how could he

asked, "Mr. Mullins, why didn't you let me come out and demonstrate

his consent to have you show yourself," he said. "He doesn't want any help as he finds it troublesome." Meanwhile, Matthew

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to still be causing trouble. He cast a sideways glance at

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