The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 186

"Why, you-" Rachel was so exasperated that she couldn't continue.

Just then, Tracy came in. When she saw the coffee on the table, she picked it up and downed it. Matthew's facial muscles twitched at the sight, but he didn't say anything.

Tracy had called Rachel earlier to let her know the problem with the herbs had been resolved, so the latter was in a good mood.

She teased, "Matthew's just taken a sip of the coffee, and he said it was a bit hot. Didn't you think so, Tracy?"

Tracy immediately caught her drift. The point wasn't whether the coffee was hot-it was that Matthew had drank from the same cup. Didn't that mean she'd... shared an indirect kiss with him?

The thought of it made her face flush. She swatted Rachel. "Why didn't you stop me? You just stood there and watched as I made a fool of myself!"

Rachel was taken aback. Something was off here. Knowing Tracy, she should've gotten mad at Matthew. Why was she being blamed?

Matthew stood up when he saw how they were acting. "You two chat. I need to step out."

always talking about teaching him a lesson. Why did you take things out

she had no idea he was that powerful. Now that she knew what he was capable of, she didn't have the nerve to do anything to him. There was also the fact that she knew Matthew's secret while Rachel didn't. For some reason, it made her feel a lot closer to Matthew. The slightest

Rachel. "It's all your

screamed. After a while, they finally settled down with their clothes messy and hair mussed up. They

...

mind from whirring. Jenny and Cosmo

the medical book, and now, Ozenia Charity had joined the party. They wanted the

traditional medicine and its practitioners. There seemed to be a connection between

figure it out when his phone rang. He immediately answered

some other kids on the street when he just came and carried her off!" Matthew's heart clenched. He'd given Xavier

grew as he watched the elevator descend slowly. When it arrived at the basement, he burst out

en

shoot forward. Cars honked at him from all directions,

drove as fast as he could, but it still felt too slow. When he arrived, he slammed the brakes, making