Master of Medicine The Saintly Healer

Matthew was somewhat surprised to learn of Walter’s passing.

He had considered that Walter might have either become wealthy or fallen into hard times, but he never expected him. to be gone.

He pondered over how he could retrieve the Tiger Seal and return the favor.

Since Walter was no longer here, he had no other choice. “Excuse me, sir. Then I’ll look for his children. Could you t me which building and unit number they live in?”

Without looking at Matthew, George replied with an odd tone, “Listen, young man. Walter has passed, and his children were involved in a car accident.”

He advised, “Let’s not go too far. People should leave themselves a way out, no?”

Matthew felt that George had misunderstood something. He explained, “Perhaps you’ve misunderstood. I’m here to return a favor as Walter previously helped my mentor. I’m not here to demand anything.”

George glanced at Matthew, sizing him up to see whether his word was true. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

After a long look, he shook his head. “Repaying a favor? Who are you trying to fool?

“In recent times, I’ve seen people scamming and borrowing money without returning it, but I’ve never seen anyone. return a favor,” he remarked cynically.

“Alright, stop with the acting. I don’t know anyone named Walter, so you better leave!” he demanded.

Matthew felt somewhat helpless and was about to leave.

However, he suddenly noticed George’s eyes appear bloodshot and inflamed, with a pallor to his lips. It was clear he was suffering from a prostate condition.

“Sir, have you been urinating more frequently than usual lately and experienced a burning sensation when you urinate? ” he asked. “Have you been trying to drink less water to avoid using the bathroom too often?”

Feeling confused, George looked up at Matthew. “H–How did you know?”

He suspected Matthew had heard it from someone but then realized it was unlikely.

He thought to himself that if this person had the time to inquire about his health, he would have found Walter’s home long ago which evidently wasn’t the case.

Matthew smiled. He mentioned that he was a doctor and had noticed George’s symptoms.

He advised, “You can soak these herbs, silverline, lunabloom, mistlily, and ivoryroot in water. Afterward, you can drink it, just like making tea. You’ll feel better in a month.”

George pulled out his phone. “I can’t remember all that. Can you type it into my notepad for me and save it?”

Matthew took the phone to input the note.

George looked at Matthew, finally lowering his guard. “Now I believe you’ve come to repay a favor. Walter was a good man, and he was also very skilled in medicine.”

He remarked, “Good people don’t live long. He cured a patient, only to be scammed in return. Until now, people are still coming to demand things from him.”

Matthew could tell he was venting his grievances about Walter’s past circumstances, “Please share that story with me. Perhaps I can assist in resolving it,” he offered as he handed the phone over.

George reclaimed the phone and glanced at the prescription. “I’ll tell you the address. It’s in Building 16, Unit 1, on the east side. I think you’re a good person, so I’ll help you out a bit.”

George advised Matthew that he could simply repay Walter’s favor with money or goods. He warned him not to think about solving the problems, as he might get into trouble down the road.

Matthew was startled to hear this. Walter was already dead, yet the situation was still so complicated. He bid farewell to George.

Following the trail of numbered buildings, he found Building 16 at the northeast corner of the housing complex.

Walking into the stairwell of Unit 1, he saw that the corridor had repeatedly been defaced with red paint. Bold characters were spray painted on, demanding life and money.

The red characters were like blood, striking to the eye.

Reaching the east side, he gently knocked on the door.