Master of Medicine The Saintly Healer

Unexpectedly, someone took notice today.

Matthew questioned, “Have you been experiencing worsening vision lately? For instance, does your sight often become blurry?”

Kyrie was still skeptical as he asked, “Isn’t it just a problem with my vision?” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Matthew shook his head slightly. He replied, “No, it’s your body that’s in trouble. You have at most half a month left to live. Go home and buy a coffin.”

Kyrie looked like he’d lost his soul. He stared blankly as he muttered to himself, “How is that possible? My body is perfectly fine. I can’t die just yet. I just got my permanent residency, and I want to enjoy life.”

When he came to his senses, he saw that Matthew was about to leave. He quickly covered his wound and knelt in front of him to block his path.

He pleaded, “Dr. Grant, don’t go. Please save me. I’ll pay you. I don’t care how much money you want as long as you

save me.

Matthew responded with a cold attitude, “Didn’t you say traditional medicine is a scam? Why do you want to give money to a scammer?”

Kyrie quickly shook his head. He stuttered, “I–I was just speaking out of turn. I know traditional medicine has real value because Seven Stars Enterprise is also collecting traditional medicinal formulas.

“They even offer millions for good formulas. The high prices they offer prove that traditional medicine is valuable.

Please, save me.”

Matthew said coldly, “Just like inflammation, I can’t treat it using modern medicine, Your illness can only be cured by traditional medicine. Do you have more information about Seven Stars Enterprise?”

Matthew wanted to know as much as possible about Seven Stars Enterprise because he sensed that he would have dealings with them in the future.

Kyrie despaired as he said, “I really don’t know. Seven Stars Enterprise is very mysterious. I don’t know their address, how many people work there, or who the leaders are.

“I really don’t know anything. Please save me. I’ll give you all my money as long as you save me!”

Matthew spat, “I like money, but I love the idea of you dying!”

After that, he kicked Kyrie aside and pushed the door open to leave.

Kyrie was utterly despondent as he stared blankly ahead. He didn’t even notice that he was bleeding from his wound.

Johan slowly got up. He said, “Mr. Parker, let’s… let’s pretend we never met. Don’t contact me again.”

Kyrie returned to his senses just then. He asked, “Y–You don’t want to make money?”

Johan shook his head and replied, “I want to make money, but I don’t want to end up like you. You always opposed using traditional medicine. If traditional medicine were to vanish, no one can treat us when we get sick.”

With that, he dashed out like he was escaping a plague.

Kyrie was so furious that he slapped himself in the face. He blamed himself for ruining his own future.

When Rachel saw Matthew approaching her, she asked worriedly, “How did it go? Did you get the article retracted?”

Matthew nodded, but his brows were still furrowed. He confirmed, “The article has been retracted.”

Rachel was puzzled by his reaction, so she asked, “Then why are you frowning?”

Matthew wanted to say that while the small problem was solved, a bigger problem had appeared.

With an enemy like Seven Stars Enterprise lurking in the shadows, Wealthwave Group was in for a tough fight.

Telling Rachel this would only add to her worries and make her attitude even colder.

He shrugged as he said, “I solved your problem. Shouldn’t you show some appreciation?”