Master of Medicine The Saintly Healer

Recalling Matthew’s altercation with Mike, Rachel began to worry. She reminded him, “Matthew, please don’t resort to violence unless absolutely necessary. Violence won’t solve anything.”

Matthew nodded. He reassured her, saying, “Don’t worry. I’m the last person who wants to fight.”

Tracy scoffed as she said, “Who would believe that from someone who even hit a doctor?”

Ignoring her, Matthew drove them straight to Crystal Club.

Crystal Club was the most luxurious club in Lambda City, where anything could be obtained for a price.

Evan was smoking in one of the private rooms as he was waiting alone.

As the door opened, a burly man staggered in.

Seeing him, Evan stood up in a panic. Holding his wine glass, he said, “Patrick, why are you here? Let me toast you.

Bleary–eyed from drinking, Patrick Thomson glanced at Evan. He said, “Who the hell are you? Did you enter the wrong room? Get lost!”

Evan was terrified. He bowed as he apologized, “I’m really sorry. I must have entered the wrong room. I’ll leave right

away.”

Patrick was a leader of the Brotherhood. When Evan had been an intern, he had followed Nicholas, who had gone to interview a small factory to get a sum of money.

He had offended Patrick, causing Nicholas to break his leg and lose his job. Also, he ended up moving away in fear.

To avoid provoking this fearsome man, Evan quickly left the room.

He said, “I’ll leave right away.”

Evan rushed out of the private room in a panic and headed to the front desk to change rooms.

Meanwhile, Matthew led Rachel and Tracy to Room 9.

He pushed the door open and walked in. There, they saw a man lying on the couch.

He asked Rachel, “What should we do? This guy seems to be asleep.”

It was Rachel’s first time in such a situation. The news had to be retracted today. Otherwise, it had to be published tomorrow. They were tight on time.

She didn’t have the time to overthink. She said, “Wake him up.”

Matthew patted Patrick’s shoulder and called out, “Hey, Evan, wake up.‘

At that moment, Patrick was in a deep sleep. Upon being disturbed, he started to shout angrily, “Can’t you see I’m sleeping? Get lost!” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

His shout startled Rachel. Was this guy a reporter? He sounded more like a thug.

Tracy

also took two steps back. Feeling worried, she asked, “Is he drunk?”

Matthew patted his shoulder again. He said, “Get up. We need to talk.”

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After being disturbed twice, Patrick couldn’t hold back anymore. He stood up and grabbed Matthew by the collar. He said, “Are you blind? Why are you disturbing me when I’m sleep…”

Halfway through his words, he saw Matthew’s face clearly. He was dumbfounded His jaw dropped, and his eyes widened in shock. He looked as if he was seeing a ghost.

“M–Matthew?”

Matthew finally recognised him. In prison, Patrick had fallen ill, and the prison doctor had been at a loss. In the end, Matthew had treated him.

Patrick had been his first patient and also his first human punching bag-

Patrick contributed much to Matthew’s progress in martial arts. Matthew had switched to a stronger inmate as his human punching bag once Patrick hadn’t been able to withstand a punch anymore.

“Patrick?”

Patrick’s face turned pale with fear. He said, “Mr. Grant, you can just call me Paddy. Mr. Grant, if you’re personally looking for me, it must be something important. Whatever it is, just let me know. I’ll get it done for you.”

Matthew waved his hand and replied, “Just go back to sleep. I got the wrong person.”

Patrick seemed a bit disappointed. He asked, “Mr. Grant, you didn’t come for me?”

Matthew signaled for Rachel and Tracy to leave. He said, “Let’s go. We’ll ask at the front desk.”

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Patrick called out from behind, “Mr. Grant, if you need anything, don’t hesitate to let me know. I won’t let you down.”

Matthew turned and waved his hand. He advised, “You should drink less alcohol.”

As they left the private room, Tracy looked at Matthew with disdain. She said, “What kind of lowlifes do you hang out with? They don’t look like good people at all.”

Matthew replied calmly, “I met him in prison. Who goes to prison if they’re good people?”

Seeing that Tracy seemed about to say something, Rachel quickly changed the subject. “Let’s find Evan first. You guys should stop talking.”

Matthew led the two to the front desk to ask about Evan’s whereabouts. They found out that Evan had changed rooms, so they went into another private room.

Matthew was the first one to walk into the private room. He saw a man in a white shirt and glasses. He asked, “Are you Evan Whitaker?”

Evan replied arrogantly, “I’ll only talk to Rachel Carter.”

Matthew nodded, then stepped aside to sit down.