The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 733

Matthew continued, "Things like fixing broken bones and acupuncture? They don't charge for that, and they only make money from the medicines. That's what good-hearted doctors do.

"But after finishing college and coming back, barely any clinics practicing traditional medicine were still around. It felt like they were just snuffed out too soon. I was clueless back then, but now I see the big conspiracy behind it all."

Looking disheartened, Ansel added, "The truth behind this is much darker than you think."

Matthew picked up on something. "You know the truth?"

Ansel shook his head. "I don't know the whole story, but I can tell a lot of people and forces are involved. It takes more than a few cracks in the foundation to bring down something this big."

Matthew nodded in agreement. "You're right. Let's put that aside for now. Among Eight Medical Sects, we're still missing the medical literature from Presetian Sect and Harmona Sect. Give me the details of Harmona Sect's successor first."

Ansel leaned closer. "I'll send you the info to your phone shortly. We're down to the last two sects. If you want to meet your mentor, you'd better hurry."

Matthew had a lot on his mind and wanted to talk to Nicholas, but he wasn't in a rush just yet. "The situation with the Fuller family affects my family. I have to take care of the problem before carrying on with the mission."

Ansel uncrossed his arms. "What's your plan?"

Matthew thought for a moment before replying, "During my time in prison, I learned something. The weak bow to the strong, the strong fear the reckless, and the reckless don't mess with people with nothing to lose.

"The Fuller family think they can do whatever they want just because they're loaded. I'm ready to go wild for once."

When Matthew spoke his last line, his words were filled with murderous intent. His voice was so cold that it felt like the room temperature had dropped.

Ansel raised an eyebrow before backing away. He was jolted by Matthew's intense presence. "Y-you've exuded a much deadlier vibe than your mentor when he was young.

"You made the right call. You've got to be tough to stay on top. How are you planning to go wild this time?"

Matthew coldly remarked, "It'll bring carnage!"

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