The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 479 Matthew was still figuring out the cards in his hands. He held them haphazardly, looking like a child playing Blackjack for the first time. It was plain as day that he was a total rookie.

Caleb couldn't take it anymore and urged. "It's your turn first. Hurry up already."

Matthew furrowed his brows. "Hang tight. I'll be ready soon."

Dwight sneered. "Quit staring. You're doomed to lose. I'm taking all your chips this round. When you lose everything, quickly get out of my face."

Matthew tapped on his cards and remarked, "I've got a pretty solid hand."

Dwight sported a confident look. "Here's the deal. I've got this one in the bag. If I can't win against you

after playing Blackjack for so many years, then I might as well have never played.'

When Dwight drew his cards, he knew he was in a good position to win. He had an Ace and a seven, so it was a perfect starting hand.

After all, he had counted the cards. After drawing his hand, he could tell he was about to win based on his experience. Suddenly, Matthew shouted and revealed his hand.

"Blackjack!"

"Did you slip up, kid? You're so new to this.

shifted his gaze to Matthew's hand. Upon seeing it, his face went as white

He just drew the first two cards as Blackjack.

Caleb gaped at the cards. "His luck is

even notice that the

intently gazed at Matthew and warmly announced, "Stop

Dwight made excuses for himself diffidently. "He just got lucky. It

he tossed over his chips and started

mumbled, "Card games are all about luck. Skill doesn't mean a thing. I'm a perfect example." With a sheepish expression,

the next round was about

round's mine. Get your chips ready. And you, get ready to leave the table. This time, m

Matthew. But before Dwight could finish his sentence, Matthew

"How did you get Blackjack when I was counting the cards? Are you

loss, just say so. Or should I call you a cheater

looked infuriated.