The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 903

Tony was dumbfounded as he gaped at Jerome. He felt like he was seeing an alien right in front of him.

He slowly looked from Jerome's face down to his neck, chest, and waist, all the way to the problem area. After that, he just kept staring at it.

Jerome felt uncomfortable with the stare. He subconsciously crossed his legs. "Thanks for your trouble, Dr. Carling."

Tony suddenly slammed the table, like he'd made up his mind. "Take it off. Let me see."

Jerome's mouth was wide open. "Are you asking me to strip now? That's kind of inappropriate, isn't it?"

Tony's eyes were glued to Jerome's waist, his expression full of curiosity.

It was like someone who'd never seen a Pandora's box and finally got the chance

to run into one. With their eyes filled with anticipation, they couldn't wait to see what was inside.

Jerome felt so awkward that he was at a loss. "Do I really have to take my pants off?"

to. I've never seen it before, so I am curious what

think he might've chosen the wrong person. Was this supposed

was a

isn't the right place for it.

up and made his way to the other

like he hadn't been through something similar. He'd faced a team of five doctors

animal. With how

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at Ansel.

head. "A bionic manhood, huh? Damn. I've never heard of

was a weirdo. How did he have the guts to go through a procedure like

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with the housekeeper. They worked together and beat him to

alive. After waking up, he became more and more frustrated as he thought about the event unfolded. So, he decided to kill himself by jumping into the

explained his troubles, and the old man just laughed it off. Was it really something

his