The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 542

Trevor could feel the gravity of the situation with what Brad had said, so he stepped hard on the gas pedal and sped through the roads once again.

In a room on the basement's first floor of Clearwater Psychiatric Hospital, Matthew wielded the Apex Blade in one hand as he stared at Horace.

He had to admit that Horace's presence was very imposing-the latter had an upright posture, white hair, youthful features, and eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

Horace was shocked to see Dallas in such a pitiful state. His clothes were almost fully stained with blood, and his hands were injured while his face bore a swollen bruise. Dallas' voice was also so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Horace's face carried a trace of shock. He never thought there'd be anyone who could pull off something so vicious! He then looked at Matthew with a frosty glare.

"Did you do this?"

Matthew casually replied, "I did."

Upon hearing his response, Horace narrowed his eyes sharply. "Don't you know that he's my nephew? I've mentioned it before."

Matthew then said, "I do."

In an instant, Horace's expression twisted ferociously. "So, you did this to him knowing that he was my nephew?"

Matthew then replied coldly, "Don't you know what he's done?"

to happen, it'd at most be a doctor-patient dispute. I

said, "He took a perfectly healthy man into the psychiatric hospital and forced the man to become a psychiatric patient using the medications here! Does this count

while. He never expected Dallas to do something like that, but he still roared in dissatisfaction, "I don't care what happened between the both of you, but you

Matthew burst into fury.

that Horace would feel at least shocked or

would get angry if they heard that a doctor had tortured a perfectly healthy person

didn't care at all. In his eyes, the injustice and misery other people had to face were all

said, "Why not? Because I'm the General of the Southern Army, and I've

Lambda City would have to bow down before me! You asked me why not, but isn't my name and status enough

then, the Apex Blade slid across Dallas' neck and drew fresh blood. In

couldn't be stopped. The blood ran down his fingers and soon

so frightened that he kicked his legs

couldn't understand Matthew at all. He was a well-known figure as well, but just where did Matthew receive the guts to slash the neck

scene, his knees gave out. Matthew had to be mad! How could he humiliate

the blade dripped and splattered onto the ground. He looked as if he were casually holding onto a

his teeth in anger. "Very well. You must have a death wish! How dare you kill my nephew who I've

I kill Dallas, but

heard

lost contact with Dallas two days ago, and no one had been able to find him, which was why Horace had personally