The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

"Charge!" Carlos roared like a thunderclap, cracking through the rain.

Upon hearing the command, the 80 men stormed toward Clearwater Psychiatric Hospital like ferocious beasts.

When they entered the hospital, they split up into eight teams of ten people each. The teams spread out to hunt down Matthew.

The rain kept pouring, and the wind kept howling. The heavy rain and mist made it hard to see ahead. Trevor looked at the awful weather and turned to Brad.

"The visibility is poor, and many trees have fallen, Mr. Miles. It's too dangerous. Maybe you shouldn't go after all."

Brad glanced at the weather outside and shrugged it off. "It's not like bullets are raining from the sky. What's there to be afraid of?"

Trevor turned to Hugh for help. "Can you talk him out of this, Mr. Walker? It's really not safe."

Hugh nonchalantly looked at the harsh weather outside and coldly snorted. He irritably said, "He's right. It's not like bullets are coming down. What's so dangerous about it?"

Trevor was at a loss for words. Sure, it wasn't raining bullets, but Brad and Hugh were old. Most importantly, their ranks were quite high. He had to ensure their safety.

What if a tree had fallen onto the car when they were driving down the road because of the storm? What if something heavy had fallen from the building on either side of the road because of the heavy rain? What if the howling wind took down the power line pole?

The more Trevor thought about it, the more hesitant he became to take Brad to Clearwater Psychiatric Hospital. "How about we wait until the rain stops?"

and you're calling it dangerous? When you're on the battlefield with bullets flying everywhere, will you be crying for your mom? How will you defend the country

walked directly toward

flipped it

shook his head and walked briskly behind

watched as Brad and Hugh ignored the rain and made their way toward

and opened the door for them. When the trio got inside the car, they were soaked

soaking him, Brad kept urging, "Quickly get to Clearwater Psychiatric Hospital.

any more time and started the engine. He floored the gas and

out of the airport. Sitting beside the driver, Horace looked at the raging

made it to the airport before the rain started. If we were late, the plane wouldn't have been able to land in

Edmund Santana chuckled and remarked, "This

"Do you believe in

replied with a smile, "I'm not superstitious, but having a smooth journey is always nice. We've arrived in Lambda City. Should we contact

"Forget about that. He's getting older without the proper qualifications. Plus, his luck isn't great either. This is

next to impossible. This is his only shot. I trust he'll make

chair with his eyes fixed on the door.

go now, Mr. Grant." His mind was filled with the images of Horace storming in with his soldiers.

up and carry your father out. If you