The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 853

The beer's bitter taste lingered in Darius' mouth, and regret began to settle in. A voice rang in his mind, "The priceless Vital Restorative Remedies is yours. Why give it away to the Fields family? Why them? Why?"

Darius put the beer bottle down, and regret started to hit him even harder.

What if he didn't stay in Eastoria? As the successor of Vital Restorative Remedies, he'd become a traditional medicine practitioner whom even the Fields family would envy.

But at this point, Darius was reduced to living under the Fields family's control. He couldn't even decide for himself whether or not to return to Eastoria.

With Karina dead, Anisha's words were enough to keep him staying in Lambda City, living with the constant threat of his crimes unraveling. His life was as pathetic as it could get.

Darius suddenly slapped himself across the face and cursed out loud, "Are you stupid or what? You could be living with dignity, but you choose to live under the mercy of others."

Everyone was shocked by what he did. People put down their drinks and started whispering and pointing.

The bald owner furrowed his brows. After hesitating, he stood up and walked over to Darius, offering Darius a free hotdog.

"Hey! This is on the house. If something's bothering you, let's drink and chat. Sometimes, just saying it makes things easier."

Looking at the kind-hearted bald owner, Darius couldn't help but feel comforted. He had been longing for a relationship like this. When things were tough, even strangers came and offered comforting words.

But could he really speak his mind? If he did, he might get dissed or even beaten up.

The more Darius thought about it, the more frustrated he got. He snapped, "Get lost… Stay away from me! I don't need your sympathy."

Frowning, the bald owner looked angry for a moment, but then his expression eased up as he calmly stated, "I understand you're having a rough time, so I'm going to let this slip. Just a word of advice—don't drink and drive."