The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 840

Before that sheet of paper could land on the ground, Matthew reached out to grab hold of it. It was a piece of draft paper filled with handwritten words, line after line.

The sheet of paper brought back memories from high school because Matthew had used the same type of draft paper to write letters back then.

He shifted his line of sight to the top left corner of the paper, and on it was written, "Dear Tony, I know there's only a slim chance of you waking up, but I still hope this letter reaches you..."

After he read the first line, Matthew realized that it was a letter from Jay to Tony. He then passed the paper to Tony, saying, "It's a letter from your brother."

Having heard that, Tony took the sheet of paper somewhat excitedly and asked in a trembling voice, "My brother?"

He then narrowed his eyes as he read what was written, but the more he read it, the more he frowned. In the end, he passed the letter back to Matthew and said, "My eyesight is terrible now, and I can't read any of these words. They all look like blotches of ink stuck together or a congested bunch of flies."

was prepared to read the letter aloud for Tony. However, he was a little troubled because the

a moment before he asked, "Do

do, but I'm not sure

to no avail. Then, Tony turned to Matthew and pleaded

that, Matthew smiled and said, "I'm just afraid there'd be some messages that are too private for me

out a faint smile on his haggard face. "Just read it. What kind of secrets can there be between two oldies like us? Even if there are some personal messages, there's no need for me

know there's only a slim chance of you waking up, but I still hope this letter

you're older than me by nearly a decade, and that Mom and Dad passed very early on, which is why you've always been the one to care for me. Back then, everyone always made fun of me for not having parents, and I

in fights, theft, and delinquency. I thought that they would all be afraid of me if I acted like that. I looked down on you at the time

turn out to be more and more successful. But I realized that everyone looked down on

if I were the plague. You'd always try to persuade and talk me out of it, but I was too swollen-headed and always