The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 197

Rachel blushed at Matthew's words. What was he talking about? It was so embarrassing!

She didn't dare to meet his eyes and turned to look out the window. Only then did she realize that certain things truly weren't meant for a woman's ears. But... was this what men talked about when they were together?

Matthew smiled and admired her rare show of embarrassment. The longer he looked, the drier his mouth became. Still, he continued, "Terry went looking around for people to treat his erectile dysfunction, but nothing worked. I cured him, so he changed his mind. It's that simple."

Rachel's face was bright red as she stared out the window. She mumbled, "Hmm? Oh. It's time to head back to the company."

Matthew wanted to savor her shyness, so he wasn't willing to return just yet. "Sometimes, a man is the only cure needed. If a woman wants to feel good and be in a good mood all the time, all she needs to do is take the cure.

"I told you there was something wrong with your body earlier, remember? It's all because you haven't taken the cure."

Rachel gnashed her teeth angrily. He was revealing his true colors now, wasn't he?

It was bad enough that he constantly ran his mouth before her. Now, he was using what he'd learned as a doctor and traditional medicine practitioner to say these things.

She turned to glare at him. "What else do you want to say?"

Matthew laughed. "I'm your cure, Rachel. When are you going to sleep with me?"

to kick him. "Get away from

like a child? I'm saying this for your good, but here

pulled her leg

your sake, but it's your loss if you don't want to

good mood. The rest of the journey was spent

window. For some

of Terry, rendering him worthless. At the same time, she'd become

really help a woman become prettier? Were

She quickly shook off these thoughts and

at

stop coming after them, she had to think of a way to shake them off.

he was going out somewhere. It was time

in Shepherd Town, where he needed to search for an old man named Nelson Zapier so

foundation of the Frostb

the Healer's Satchel

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its

eyes on him. Because of that, he had