The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 806

Tony suggested, "How about I treat you to a feast at Stardust Hotel? I'm a VIP member there. Just one call, and they'll have the table ready for us."

Seeing how eager Tony was to treat him to dinner, Matthew readily agreed, "Alright. Go ahead and make the call."

Tony reached for his pocket, then his expression turned awkward. "I don't think I have my phone."

Matthew chuckled. "No worries."

Tony motioned to the yard. "Why don't we head inside and have a glass of water?"

Matthew was speechless. What about the baked cod, the salmon filet, or the feast at Stardust Hotel? Talk about a downgrade-he was now only left with water.

Good thing he wasn't here for the food, so he replied with a smile, "Sure. Water will do."

Matthew's goal was to acquire Vital Restorative Remedies and Octolith. Finding a quiet place to sit and talk was all he needed.

Tony smiled again as he led the way. "Follow me in, but watch your step. The path is pretty narrow."

Even he felt a little embarrassed since the yard was in a total mess. The path he stepped on was all cardboard boxes and whatever else was lying around. It was uneven and tricky to walk on.

Tony never expected that going a bit crazy would leave this place looking like this.

Matthew trailed behind Tony to the main door, watching as Tony stood there and raised a hand to place it on the door handle. With just a slight push, he could have opened it.

But Tony just wouldn't open the door. Even with his hand on the door, he just stood still right there.

Matthew was baffled. "Why aren't you opening the door?"

Tony was reluctant. "It's not that I don't want to open the door. I'm just worried that there's nowhere safe to even stand inside."

He couldn't remember a single thing from the time he had lost it, but the state of the yard was clear to him. This place was worse than a landfill, not a place anyone would live in.

Matthew kept quiet. He was just as worried that opening the door would uncover a room full of garbage.

Tony hesitated for a while before muttering to himself, "A little shame won't hurt. It's just this once."

With that, he creaked the door open.

ine

A shrill, screeching sound came

from the hinges as they turned like

nails on a chalkboard. The noise made everyone's skin crawl.

The

pieces, pencil ends, and

stunned at the sight, not expecting things to look this

a little startled as well. After stepping inside, he picked up a random piece of cardboard

tests are required for a brain hemorrhage? Which one comes

is a delayed period no longer diagnosed as

out

blue ink over the black printed words. They were all

exam.

Matthew turned to Tony and remarked, "Y-You're really committed to getting your license to

leaned down to pick up a workbook and noticed it was labeled "Grade 3, Class

dirty hands, he

through a couple of

the back of

Pet

was filled with notes on traditional medicine

stacking up

at

gone through more than 300 elementary workbooks, along with

them one by one, his hands started to tremble as tears rolled down his cheeks,

just want to be a doctor forever. Why can't I keep practicing medicine just because I'm old? Why not? I'm willing to treat people for free

at Stardust Hotel? I'm a

treat him to dinner, Matthew readily

reached for his pocket, then his expression turned awkward. "I

Matthew chuckled. "No worries."

we head inside and have a glass

the feast at Stardust Hotel? Talk about a downgrade-he

for the food, so he

Vital Restorative Remedies and Octolith. Finding a

led the way. "Follow me in,

a little embarrassed since the yard was in a total mess. The path he stepped on was all cardboard boxes and whatever else was lying

never expected that going a bit crazy would leave this

as Tony stood there and raised a hand to place it on the door handle. With just a slight push,

Even with his hand on the door, he just stood still

"Why aren't you opening the

not that I don't want to open the door. I'm just worried that there's nowhere safe to even stand

it, but the state of the yard was clear to him. This place was worse than a landfill, not a place

opening the

muttering to himself, "A little