Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3584

Suddenly, a cry for help pierced the air.

Ryan's expression shifted slightly, and he moved swiftly toward the source of the voice.

It was coming from the starboard side of the Medusa Warship.

There, bobbing alone on the ocean's surface, was a small, weather-beaten raft.

The voice had come from the person aboard it.

Ryan's hand instinctively went to the pistol at his waist.

This was the West Montiria Islands.

A place like this, and someone was out here drifting on a raft, calling for help?

Ryan didn't buy it—not for a second.

Matthew reached out and gently placed a hand on Ryan's wrist.

"No rush. Let's see what this is about," he said calmly.

His eyes sparkled with curiosity as he gazed down at the lonely raft swaying below.

He and Ryan had just passed through Bloodfin Bay—one of the deadliest stretches of water they knew.

If Matthew hadn't taken out that massive shark with a single stroke of his blade, the Medusa Warship itself might not have made it through in one piece.

And now, this pitiful little raft had conveniently appeared right in front of them?

If that wasn't suspicious, nothing was.

On the raft sat a woman, her clothes tattered and soaked.

When she caught sight of Matthew and Ryan peering over the side of the ship, her face lit up and she called out loudly, "Please, help me! I've been drifting for days out here—yours is the only ship I've seen!"

Her voice trembled with desperation and pitiful hope.

Anyone with a softer heart might have been moved.

Unfortunately for her, she'd run into Matthew and Ryan.

Matthew studied her for a moment before speaking, voice raised.

"Lady, this sea's crawling with danger. Where exactly are you from?"

"Good sirs, I still have a bit of money. I'd gladly offer it as a reward. And I'm just a woman—what harm could I possibly cause you?"

Matthew's eyes narrowed as he looked down at her.

"Where's your group hiding?"

Her face froze for a moment.

Her eyes flicked instinctively to the right.

Bingo.

"They're to the right," Matthew said, voice suddenly louder. "Ryan, get the secondary cannon ready. Be prepared to fire on my mark."

This time, he didn't bother lowering his voice.

"On it," Ryan replied, already moving.

Panic spread across the woman's face.

"Wait! What are you talking about?"