The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 206

The call was from an unknown number. After a moment of hesitation, Matthew tapped on the screen to accept the call. "Hello, who's this?"

Benjamin Stewart, the warden of Westbrook Prison, respectfully replied, "Hi, Mr. Grant. It's me, Benji. You know, the one who always brings you snacks and drinks."

Benji? Matthew didn't know of anyone calling themself Benji, but he did remember the man who used to get him snacks and drinks in the prison. That man was the warden of Westbrook Prison, but he didn't know if he was really Benji. "Benji? No idea who that is." After saying that, Matthew was about to end the call.

However, Benjamin quickly shouted, "Hold on, Mr. Grant. I'm Benjamin Stewart, the warden of Westbrook Prison."

Matthew didn't expect it to really be the person he was thinking of. "Oh, you're Benji. That nickname is too young for your age. By the way, what's up?"

Benjamin said with a fawning smile, "Mr. Stanford is asking for your help to treat his illness, Mr. Grant. He didn't know how to reach you, so he came to me."

Matthew scratched his head. Benjamin used to help him find patients when he was in prison, which allowed him to practice medicine and earn money. Since Benjamin asked for his help, Matthew couldn't turn him down. "Who is that?"

a hospital, and his name is Austin Stanford. He is willing to pay 100 million dollars." Matthew felt utterly speechless. Austin owned a hospital but couldn't treat his

my contact details. I'm tied up right now, so tell him to reach out

said, "Sure thing! I'll make sure he knows. He'll get in touch with

and he flagged

rearview mirror and nonchalantly asked, "Where to? I'm off in 15 minutes. If it's not on the way, I'm

at the driver. "Can you work

"Absolutely! Where do you need to go? I'll head there

and said, "I'm not going anywhere, and I just want to find out something. Yesterday,

to know where they dropped off the goods. Just give me

with excitement, the driver replied, "Alright. I'll

phone and asked in the chat groups, "Hey guys, my friend's kid was hit by a car yesterday. It was one of the trucks delivering herbs. Does anyone know which warehouse they delivered the herbs to?" The cab driver blasted the question in multiple chat groups. Soon, messages started

a while, the cab driver turned to Matthew and said, "The warehouse is in the

is called Goldstore Warehouse, and it's near the

then. Take me