The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 181

Tracy's eyes widened at the sight, and her jaw dropped wide enough for an egg to be stuffed inside her mouth. Her face was colored with disbelief. Matthew was... strong, and unbelievably so!

He approached Chad and looked at him as he kept coughing up blood. Matthew said coldly, "You can still live if you're treated in time. Do you want to stay alive?"

The desire to live filled Chad's eyes. "I- I don't wanna die. Please, call me an ambulance. I really don't want to die."

Matthew nodded. "Talk, then. What's going on here?"

Chad's expression twisted from the pain. He gnashed his teeth, trying to keep it at bay as he said, "I'm Sheldon's fellow disciple. He told me to do this.

"I think someone else has already taken ownership of these herbs. They'll be here to transfer them away soon."

The Smith family again? Matthew couldn't help feeling confused. Why was Sheldon and Jeffrey, in the past-constantly standing in the Carter family's way? What was about the Carters that made them act like this?

But he couldn't think of anything, no matter how he racked his brains. "At least you know when's the right time to talk. Get lost!"

Chad thanked him profusely. "Thank you for letting me off the hook. I swear that I won't have anything to do with whatever the Smith family is up to as long as I can stay alive."

out his phone and

she'd been sent flying and had

importantly, she was biting her lip and frowning because of the pain she was in.

but couldn't. "I don't think so. I can't really

wrong with her her lumbar vertebrae were

and observe the

middle of a courtyard, he couldn't strip her there. Left with no choice,

ouch! It hurts!" Tracy whined. She sounded like a cat yowling when it was in heat. Every sound she made was enough to arouse

help swallowing hard. "Hold it in. And stop

"I

with every passing second He carried her into the building and into an office before placing her on the couch. Then, he reached out to unbutton

"I'll treat you."

Then, she slapped him, getting him right

hard, but it was still hurtful to be slapped in the face. "What was that

me, you lecher? I can't believe you're trying to take advantage of me when I can't

supposed to return your hip to its original position if I'm not sure what exactly is wrong? "Besides, if I really wanted to get in your pants, that

made sense, but she didn't want to admit she was