The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 160

Howard shook his head, looking somewhat disappointed. I don't have the book, but I do have information about it. Based on what you said earlier, with a 10% commission, I'd get ten million, right?"

Matthew showed a look of disappointment on purpose. "I was hoping you had the actual book. That got me excited for nothing. But yeah, if you have information about the book, I can give you ten million. That said, how would I know you're not just trying to scam me?" Panicking at the thought of losing out on such a hefty commission, Howard said eagerly, "I'm telling you the truth! You have to believe me. I'm a doctor; I have a solid reputation."

Matthew pondered at the mention of Howard's reputation. It was not because Matthew doubted the concept, but rather he was thoroughly unimpressed by Howard's character.

Matthew sighed and continued, "It's not that I don't want to believe you, but I've been scammed too many times. People say things just like you did, I pay up, the information turns out to be unreliable, and they disappear. I'm really scared of being scammed again." Howard contemplated for a moment and continued, "What I'm telling you is true; it involves my mentor. When he was young, he saved someone's life, and in return, they gave him a medical book and taught him some techniques.

"I've seen that book myself. It used to be kept in an old mansion in Onyx Village. I saw it with my own eyes while learning medicine from my mentor."

Matthew nodded slightly, recognizing the story as the same one Ivan had told him.

His resentment toward Howard deepened. It seemed that Jenny's situation was linked to this information.

"I don't care about the past. I want to know who has the book now," Matthew demanded.

Reed. But if you ask her about the book directly, she won't tell you. You'd need

clenched under the table as if he was gathering strength for an earth-shattering blow at any

asked, "What if I can't get the book from

"Then it means you're not

was curious about why Howard was so hostile

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dispute, with a patient, he didn't stand up for me. Instead, he sided with the

sides with a patient over their disciple? It's like he's lost

surged in his chest, growing more intense by the moment. Suppressing the urge to lash out, he asked again, "How many times

thought for a

"I've

he hurriedly hid it-away, claiming it belonged to someone

a good man, not worthy of being a mentor. He deserved to die a miserable death

gets me worked up. Let's get back to