The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 241

Mathew smiled. "Do you want the 'open for business' sign to be hung on the door?" Silas was like a newly minted general. He raised his voice and said haughtily, "Yes."

Matthew grinned at Silas' overreaction. He went up to the door and stuck the sign on it. Silas slowly sat down and began writing something. He seemed to gain confidence as he saw his loopy, yet elegant lettering.

But when he looked at the door, he looked nervous as if a wolf were about to rush in. Matthew was affected by his anxiety too. They sat together in silence.

An hour passed, but no one needed a doctor. Soon, two hours had passed. Still, no one was coming in. On the contrary, their neighboring business owners snuck glances into their shop, curious to know who the clinic owners were. Sometime later, a few people in white coats stood at the hospital entrance and pointed at the clinic, discussing something.

Matthew looked at the badges on their lapels and learned that they were health officials from Medicare Hospital. He couldn't hear what they were saying.

He couldn't be bothered. As long as they didn't come in causing trouble, it was fine. Silas, however, looked at them nervously. He grew anxious, tapping his pen on the table.

Matthew was a little annoyed. Just as he was about to stand up, an old woman rushed in with a child in her arms.

When she saw Silas, she sobbed and said, "Please look at him, doctor. His arm hurts really badly and he can't lift it at all."

crying hard.

like some candy, boy? I have some here with

candy. The child used his left hand

held up the child's right arm and put it on the candy, smiling as he said, "You

touch that arm! It hurts him really badly!" Then, she saw her grandson unwrapping

so much that he couldn't even move it before. Why is

even more surprised. She moved

bill and handed it to Silas. "Thank you so

you more

money. It took little to no effort at

and they wanted X-rays done. They also wanted to do a whole bunch of other procedures

be used to pay. I only had a hundred dollars on me, so I had no choice but to

dollars didn't even include the actual treatment. It was only the cost of screening. You healed him, so you can't refuse my money." Silas began ushering her out. "He didn't need medicine or any sort of injection. Why

to him when she saw