The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 239

Matthew said vaguely, "I'm a traditional doctor, and they are too. I'm here to network with them."

A traditional doctor? The man had already gone down to the first floor. He paused in his tracks and looked up at Matthew. "A traditional doctor? Are you still practicing?"

Matthew shook his head. He was now Rachel's driver. Traditional medicine was just something he did on the side.

Technically speaking, he was just someone who knew how to use traditional medicine. He wasn't a practicing doctor.

But he didn't want to hide it, so he said, "I'm a driver."

The man let out a bitter smile. "I'm a traditional doctor too, but now, I'm a loon." After that, he looked at Matthew and said, "Sawyer Solomon is my father. My name is Silas Solomon.

"Tell me what you want from me. But I'mma make it clear that if my dad owed you money, you can keep your pie hole shut because I can't afford it. That house belongs to someone else now. I don't have a single penny to my name." Matthew never could have expected that he would be Sawyer's son. He didn't dare to ask him about the Gugleni Compendium with him in this state.

your father were probably really close

"You're a traditional doctor who's been turned into a driver.

the pent-up frustration in his voice as if Silas had run

spend more time together.

you're a leech. You're not even like me. I might be insane, but

servings of meat in one pasta dish. It cost 55 dollars. That money came from the salary that my girlfriend

angrily, "Well, at least

pursed his lips, wanting to say more, but he swallowed his

think about whether you need my help. If

Matthew for a long time, his

Silas wasn't crazy. He lost his and said crossly, "Do you think 'd have so much free time on my hands that

muscles twitched when he was called a fool, but he composed himself quickly. "I want to set up a traditional