The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 171

When Matthew saw the title, "Medieval Medicine" on the cover, he couldn't hide his excitement. He reached out to pet Max's head and tried to take the book.

But to his surprise, Max refused to let go. The dog growled softly, gnashing its teeth and holding the book tightly in its jaws. It was almost as if Max was saying, "I'll bite you if you try to take this!" Matthew chuckled at the dog's defiance and let go. He turned to Cosmo and said, "Why don't you give it a try?"

As soon as Matthew released the book, Max trotted over to Cosmo, still clutching onto Medieval Medicine.

Cosmo gently took the book from Max, his face lighting up with a broad smile. "Good boy! I'll make sure you get a sausage every day if you come with us."

Max wagged its tail, making soft, happy noises, and circled Cosmo energetically. Cosmo handed it to Matthew and continued playing with Max.

Matthew opened the plastic bag and took out the Medieval Medicine, flipping through its pages.

He had been taught by his master about its contents before, but the fact that it was authored by Samuel Lawrence still filled him with excitement.

Jenny watched eagerly as Matthew examined Medieval Medicine. This book was a monumental work in the field of medicine, regarded by physicians as a treasure.

Matthew's hands

a smile. "Take a look, and give it

it. Walter had never allowed her to see the book because it belonged to someone else. He had only kept it in his custody. But now, Matthew

while. If I spend too much time on it, I'm worried someone might come and take

flipped through the pages, she suddenly said, "The handwriting in the real book is almost identical to the fake. And the content is exactly the same

same situation. He realized that even though the fake copy

fake copy of Medieval Medicine, he understood that even if Medieval Medicine was fake, its content couldn't afford to be incorrect. People relied on these

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through a few pages. She then placed the book

we do about the fake copy?

before replying, "I have a plan. Lay low for a while, and I'll come

brow. "Where will

five Eastoreans would surely provoke retaliation. Handing over Medieval Medicine might not afford them protection this time. After a brief pause, he spoke, "Let's go. Follow me

man in his early 30s, his short hair framing a resolute face atop a sturdy physique. There were calluses on his fists, a

checked out

set up such a shabby club in such