The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

With his gaze still fixated on Shane, Matthew seemed unfazed despite hearing Rachel calling out for him.

"Who said it isn't working? Mr. Wright now looks perfectly normal when he speaks. His face is no longer crooked-he's healed."

Everyone in the room gaped at Matthew. It was as if he was addressing Shane as an elephant. Amidst their aghast looks, Matthew pulled his phone out and aimed the phone's front camera at Shane. "See for yourself!"

Instinctively, Shane glanced at the phone and saw his reflection. He tried to smile.

Shock filled his face when he saw the natural curve of his lips. He made a sorrowful expression, and his face looked perfectly normal. Both sides of his face were symmetrical, and the spontaneous muscle spasms on his face had vanished. Flabbergasted, he blurted out, "I'm healed? How did you do it? How could I be cured when I merely smelled some leaves for a while?"

Jeffrey's expression turned grim. He scrutinized Shane's expression carefully, and he had to admit that Shane looked perfectly natural. But he simply couldn't wrap his mind around this.

How could inhaling the smell of rotten leaves treat facial paralysis?

Rachel was astonished, to say the least. She knew Matthew's skills were remarkable, but curing illnesses with mere rotten leaves was still quite ridiculous. Visibly curious, she turned to Matthew and yearned for an explanation. Matthew faced Shane and began nonchalantly, "I can give you an explanation. Actually, saying that the smell cured you was just a joke.

"You suffered from facial paralysis because you were exposed to the cold after you sweated. Cold air entered your enlarged pores, and you were cured because the hot steam enlarged your pores and got rid of the trapped cold. "This treatment is called fumigation in traditional medicine."

Shane finally seemed enlightened.

how it is! I never thought

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I'm cured with just a few rotten leaves.

miracle!"

Matthew said, "Traditional medicine has countless ways to treat illnesses. This little trick is merely a drop in the ocean. Do you believe in traditional medicine

medical practice could do, so he had no choice

also very impressed. Mr. Grant, can I have your contact? I might need your help if I catch a cold or suffer from a headache

my contacts are full. Contact Rachel if you need

a doctor he

certainly didn't

way. Despite preparing multiple

them. He had toiled his way to talk Shane out of cooperating with Wealthwave Group,

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