The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Rachel clenched her fists. She was so nervous that her forehead broke out in sweat. She was confident in Matthew's medical skills, but her biggest worry was him getting into a fight with Sheldon. After all, Sheldon was a martial artist, so Matthew was no match for him.

The meeting room was so silent that everyone could hear a pin drop.

Sheldon clenched his teeth. Knowing he wasn't in the right place to take Matthew down, he coldly said, "We're canceling today's meeting for the time being. Meeting adjourned." Upon finishing his sentence, Sheldon turned to leave.

After Sheldon was no longer in the meeting room, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. The people Matthew had just diagnosed with health problems flocked to him.

"I have erectile dysfunction, Dr. Grant. Please give me a prescription."

"Can you treat me first, Dr. Grant?"

"My vision is a bit fuzzy, Dr. Grant. Can you give me a prescription? I'm worried about going blind."

Sitting at the head table, Matthew looked like he was hosting a special medical consultation session in the meeting room. Even those without health issues were lining up to have Matthew examine them.

...

A black vehicle drove off from the Stardust Hotel. In the car, Sheldon was on the phone with William.

anymore. I'm

upset and had a rough idea why, but he wasn't keen on changing the plan. "Can't you hold off a little longer? I already arranged for

seen Sheldon so worked up.

contorted

like a

have founded. We were trying to decide

others acted like my suggestion was a joke. I can't let go

hateful scream would send chills down the spine of anyone who heard

couldn't change Sheldon's mind. Go for it. As a martial artist,

breaking a sweat."

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in the passenger

...

with writing prescriptions

to him, Rachel assisted Matthew with the prescriptions, and they

Matthew and Rachel took

a good mood. A hint of lust flickered in his eyes. "I fixed the problem, Rachel