The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 256

Lance flashed a flattering smile. "Dr. Grant, my father's Marrowfragia has been cured thanks to your miraculous skills."

Matthew shook his head lightly. "You've already paid me. No need to be so polite."

He knew Lance was here for more than just to thank him. He was probably here because he knew that Marrowfragia could be hereditary.

Lance said with a smile, "I heard from my father that my great-grandfather had the same symptoms in his old age. Back then, our family was poor and couldn't afford a doctor, so we didn't know what the illness was.

"Looking back now, it must've been Marrowfragia. My father had it, and it's probably hereditary. Could you check me for it?"

Matthew shook his head. "I can't check for an illness that isn't there. You're right that it's a hereditary disease. Your family likely has a hot constitution, and you always feel hot. In winter, if you wear a bit more, you'll feel hot and irritable.

"But winter temperatures are indeed cold, so you must wear slightly thicker clothes. Also, try to avoid eating greasy foods. Follow these two things, and you have a 90% chance of avoiding Marrowfragia."

Lance was excited. "You really are a miracle doctor. I do easily feel hot in the winter. Thank you. I'll be sure to keep warm in the winter and avoid greasy foods."

Matthew hummed in acknowledgement. "Alright. If you're fine, you can go back now."

Lance smiled and said, "Alright, I won't bother you and Ms. Carter anymore. If you ever need my help, just give me a call, and I'll be there."

Matthew waved at Lance. Once Lance left, he smiled at Rachel. "So... how are you going to thank me?"

Rachel blushed. Seeing Matthew's expression, she knew what he was thinking. Why do men always think about that? Then, she softly scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Matthew knew what she was thinking and asked deliberately, "I helped you. Shouldn't you thank me?"

Rachel stood up and said, "I'm afraid of you. I'm going back to the office."

her, grabbing her hand and gently rubbing it. "I helped you. Don't you have any way to

her hand back.

an outrageous thing to me, and I didn't complain at all. I just touched your

mentioned it on purpose. Last time in the car, she had climbed onto him under the influence of

Wealthwave Group, Malcolm was enthusiastically entertaining a

from Khoitwood. Her background was complex-one

and his father visited the Clark family. Such people were

a cup of coffee. "Ms. Clark, what

coldly, "Rachel is the person in charge of Wealthwave Group, right? Ask

bit ugly. He and his son had both competed with Rachel for the position of president and lost. Sara had clearly specifically brought it

was too powerful; he couldn't afford to offend them. He could only smile and say, "I've already called Rachel. She'll

Rachel and Matthew entered the

Clark, what instructions do you

a doctor named Sawyer Solomon. You're in the medical field, so you should know the doctors well. Time is tight, so I hope you can help me find him within three days." When Matthew heard Sawyer's name,

was puzzled. "How old is Sawyer? What does he look

her

old. I don't know exactly. I don't know what he looks like, either. You have to do your best to find him in these three days. Of you

this. It seemed there would be trouble if she couldn't

next two days. Arrange a car and a driver for

at Matthew, who hurriedly shook his head.

Matthew knew she was high maintenance. He didn't want to

then. Even a driver dares to be

chimed in coldly, "Matthew, know your place. The company decides what you do, and you must

driver. He wanted to refuse, but Rachel pushed him

the first time Matthew had seen this proud woman lower her stance, and his heart softened. He sighed and said nothing more. Sara stood up. "I need to meet someone now. Drive me there." With that, she walked