The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 162

Tracy walked in. "Ms. Carter, Oh, you're here too, Mr. Grant."

Matthew sat silently, choosing to ignore Tracy as she was always being sarcastic.

Upon seeing Matthew's silence, Tracy smirked. "Ms. Carter doesn't have any plans today. You can wait in the lounge at the logistics department."

With a sniff, Tracy remarked, "Oh, is this the new coffee? It smells quite good." Without waiting for a response, she lifted the cup and took a sip.

Rachel wanted to warn her that Matthew had drunk from it, but before she could intervene, it was too late. Tracy had already taken a sip. Her pretty face immediately twisted into an odd expression. Matthew watched in astonishment as Tracy finished drinking coffee.

She then smacked her lips and nodded approvingly, "Mhm, this is the best coffee I've ever had. It's so delicious."

Tracy noticed Matthew's bewildered gaze and added boldly, "What are you staring at? Haven't you ever had coffee before?"

Matthew's expression was odd. "I've had it before. It does taste good." With that, he turned and left.

Tracy pointed at Matthew's back and asked Rachel, "Rae, wasn't this coffee just delivered? Did he drink from it?"

Rachel blushed, "Yes. He took a sip and left it on the table. Then you came, picked it up, and drank from it."

happened. "So you're saying I drank

from it before I

foot in frustration before storming off. At the door, she yelled, "Tell Matthew that I've learned martial arts. Don't let me catch him, or I'll show him my wrath.

arranging medicines in the cabinet

walked in. "Has anyone come to

a chair out for Matthew to sit on. "No one has shown up

a bit more time. I have

Jenny could

tell me about the importance of remembering our roots and told us to visit the place regularly

there? Just as

leading

was

combed hair. Four

clinic, the man scanned Jenny, Cosmo, and Matthew before approaching Jenny. "Excuse me, are

finding the address "miss" rather awkward. "Yes,

smiled. "My name is Liam Higgs. You can call

someone after Medieval Medicine. Instead,

a seat across the consultation desk, sitting quietly like any other