The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 470 Renae was getting more and more curious about Matthew. She wanted to figure out what kind of person he actually was.

Reporting

on duty? Matthew frowned. He asked Dominic to take care of the body because he was with

the military and his special status meant that the police couldn't interfere.

But upon hearing the sudden update, Matthew assumed something had gone wrong. "Just give me the details, and be straight with me.'

Dominic glanced at Renae, thinking Matthew missed the hint. He suggested, "Can we talk about this in private?"

Matthew shook his head. "Don't worry about her. Feel free to say it."

Matthew didn't keep things from Renae. Did he trust her that much?

Renae's eyes lit up. Looking as joyful as ever, she smiled ear to ear with glee. Was it okay to say that now?

Dominic was visibly shocked. The dead person in question was Isaac. He was the heir of the Wood family and Horace's grandson. If news of this got out, it'd turn the world upside down. Nevertheless, Matthew didn't seem to take it seriously.

and lowered his head as he spoke

and not let anyone know." Matthew thought for a moment and pretty much figured out what Brad wanted. "Got it. Thanks for your hard work. I'm heading out for a personal matter,

at all times. Don't worry. We won't get in your way at all, and we'll keep our distance." After thinking it over, Matthew uncrossed

We'll follow from a distance. Just wave when you need us, and we'll be right there. We won't interfere with

made Dominic so

hardly wrap his head around it. He recalled the scene when he first met Dominic and how Dominic

thumped his chest as he gave his introduction. "I'm a Major, working in a

himself. He dismissed Matthew and didn't even bother to listen to Matthew's

so obedient and sensible? Was he still the same military brat Matthew

duty, so he couldn't risk leaving

Matthew was someone special. If he couldn't care less about Horace, his background had

"Okay.

...

a big honey locust tree. Its sprawling branches

it cast light patches on Horace's wrinkled face. His stern look and intense eyes gave

and sat up.