Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3211

As dawn broke over Hulwin, Mortimer arrived in full military regalia. He wasted no time before approaching Matthew with a concerned expression.

"Matthew, what's going on? Your message sounded urgent."

Matthew, however, appeared unruffled. "Easy there, old friend. Let's not rush on an empty stomach. We'll talk after breakfast." He led Mortimer to a nearby cafe, where they settled down, each with a bowl of steaming breakfast chowder.

As Matthew took a bite of his doughnut, he leaned forward, lowering his voice a little. "Did you catch yesterday's news? Dornia's announced the formation of a chamber of commerce. They're set to start investing in Montiria within three days."

"Yeah, I heard," Mortimer mumbled through a mouthful of breadstick. "Isn't that… supposed to be a good thing?"

Mortimer finally gulped down the last of his breadstick with some effort, then took a deep breath. He had rushed over from Southaven in the dead of night after receiving Matthew's cryptic message, expecting a crisis. Yet here they were, enjoying a leisurely breakfast. Feeling slightly miffed, he waved over the server again.

"Another glass of soy milk and three eggs, please!" he demanded.

Matthew couldn't help but chuckle at Mortimer's voracious appetite. It was partly his fault. He should have explained better before making him rush all the way here.

"Mortimer, one egg is enough for me," Matthew said.

Mortimer paused momentarily, then glanced back at the server and amended, "Alright, make it four eggs."

Matthew's smile faltered slightly as he realized he had the wrong idea.

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