Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3670

Matthew gave a small nod as he studied Nathaniel's face.

"If her condition were due to excessive blood loss, her skin would have a bluish tinge—not this kind of lifeless white. Did you ever collect and test the blood that was found at the scene?"

Nathaniel shook his head. When he discovered what had happened to his daughter, he'd been too overwhelmed—utterly consumed by panic.

It had never occurred to him that the blood on the ground might not even be hers.

Matthew turned his gaze back to the girl lying inside the crystal coffin and calmly continued his assessment. "If my hunch is right… Someone drugged her.

"But it wasn't some fast-acting poison. This was a slow-acting kind—something designed to eat away at her over time."

Murderous fury lit up in Nathaniel's eyes. His hands trembled slightly as the realization sank in.

All this time, he'd believed her condition was his fault—a tragic accident caused by his negligence.

But now? Now he knew. Someone had deliberately targeted his daughter.

"Tell me," Nathaniel asked, eyes full of desperation. "Is there any hope left? Can she be saved?"

Matthew didn't hesitate. "This poison is rare, but I happen to know the antidote."

He glanced around the icy chamber. "But first, turn off the cold in here. And one more thing…" He paused, locking eyes with Nathaniel. "This type of poison thrives in cold environments. The more extreme the cold, the deeper it settles into the body. You get what I'm saying, right?"

Nathaniel froze mid-step. The implication hit like a thunderclap.

This whole setup—the cold chamber, the crystal coffin, the carefully maintained subzero temperature…

All of it had been arranged by his most trusted deputy.

He said it was to preserve the last breath of his daughter's life, and he believed it. Grateful, even.

But now Matthew's words had laid it bare: it was a trap.

Everything here was part of a calculated scheme.

And Nathaniel had walked straight into it, clueless. Thankful, even.

If not for Matthew, Nathaniel didn't dare think about what could have happened. His mind swirled in chaos, but one thing became crystal clear. Anyone involved in this will die.

Matthew caught the unconscious girl with one hand, holding her gently as he began to channel warm, steady inner energy through her frail body.

Behind him, Ariya watched with wide eyes, curiosity written all over her face as Matthew held the girl like she weighed nothing.

His energy flowed through her tiny, fragile veins.

And just as he'd expected, he found the blockages. Clusters of toxins choke her internal pathways.

Carefully, skillfully, he gathered his inner energy and swept it through her system, dissolving the poison as he went.

One by one, he cleared every single trace of it.

Then, he tilted her forward slightly, pressed a finger to her back—and the girl suddenly gagged, expelling a thick, black substance from her mouth.

It hit the ground with a sickening splatter—poison that had built up in her system for who knows how long.

Now that it's all out… She should be waking up soon.