The Great Medical Saint

Matthew glanced at Dwight nonchalantly.

Dwight disdainfully grunted, his expression contorted in anger. He glared at Matthew and shouted, "What are you looking at? Do you want to have a piece of me?"noveldrama

Upon seeing this, Renae couldn't help but fret for Dwight. She'd witnessed Matthew's brutal side before. The latter didn't hesitate to take a life when he was mad.

Despite that, Dwight had the guts to provoke Matthew. With a blank expression, Matthew leaned down to pick up the chips rolling on the floor and returned to his seat.

Matthew had come here for Sebastian, so he didn't have time to waste on a gambler. He turned to Sebastian.

"What's your plan for the 30 thousand dollars you still owe me?"

Seeing that Matthew didn't speak up, Dwight scoffed. "Coward!" Then, he started leaving the card room. Sebastian caught sight of Matthew staring at him for money and turned to Jane with a smile. "Can you lend me another 30 thousand dollars, Jane?"

Jane looked troubled. "Don't you always cover your gambling debt by treating your debtors' erectile dysfunction and prescribing them with libido-boosting prescriptions?

After saying that, Jane turned to Matthew and explained, "That's why many guys are eager to join Sebastian's table. Sure, he's got awful luck at card games, but the other reason is that his prescription to treat erectile dysfunction is potent. How about you give it a try?"

Matthew was dumbfounded because he didn't expect this response, but it was a great opportunity to speak with Sebastian more.

"I guess that works."

Upon hearing that, Sebastian stood up and made his way out. "Let's go. I'll whip up a prescription for you."

After exiting the card room, Sebastian stopped in his tracks and handed Matthew a piece of paper. "I know you're in great shape and your kidneys are just fine. Take the prescription.

"When you hit middle age and your kidneys aren't what they used to be, this will help. It's a prescription that's been handed down through generations, and even the king uses it."

However, Matthew didn't take the prescription. "I don't need it. I want to talk to you about the medical sect."

Sebastian raised his hand to interrupt Matthew. "I'm not interested in your story, and I don't care why you came to see me.

"But I need to warn you this. You shouldn't play in this card room. You might not be aware, but all the money you won today was just them letting you win on purpose.

Matthew was taken aback. He utilized the tricks he learned from Darrell to win, so why was Sebastian claiming that they threw the game for him? He was intrigued to find out the reason. "What made you say that?"

Sebastian shook his head, looking like he had experienced it firsthand. "I can tell you've never played Blackjack before. They're letting you win to lure you into their trap. Before you realize it, you'll lose everything.

"As I'm sharing this with you, the information is worth about 500 thousand dollars. I owe you 30 thousand dollars, so I'll take a foss

and call it even." With that, Sebastian

turned to walk away.

Matthew was speechless with the skewed logic. After all the effort to retrieve Integrative Medicine and Infinity Pill Formula, they still made no progress.

As Renae watched Sebastian leave, she started feeling anxious. "What do we do next?"

Matthew looked up into the night sky and noticed there wasn't a single star in sight. The night breeze felt cool against his skin.

Feeling alert, Matthew remarked, "It's late. Let's find a place to crash. We'll figure out the rest tomorrow." Renae blushed at the mention of sleeping. "Mmhm," she softly responded.

Seeing Matthew head toward the alley, Renae hurried to follow him.

The alley was pitch dark with no lights at all. In the darkness, the sound of two footsteps approaching was amplified many folds. It was loud and clear.

As Matthew moved forward, he

vaguely made out a silhouette ahead. Thinking it might be Sebastian, he pulled out his phone and turned on the flashlight feature. A beam of light suddenly lit up the path ahead.

After getting a clear view of the person, Matthew was a little surprised. "Dwight? You can't be waiting for me here, right?"

Dwight held a steel pipe and sported a hostile expression. "Give me all the money you've won, or else don't blame me for what's going to happen next!"

Matthew's eyes blazed with fury. Dwight actually planned to rob him after the loss! Besides being a sore loser, he had the nerve to take his money.

Matthew subconsciously clenched his fists. "I won that money. You'd better not get any ideas."

With a menacing look, Dwight waved his steel pipe. "You're just too naive. Do you even know what gambling means? If you win, the money is yours. But if you lose, it's all or nothing.

"Whoever's tougher takes the money. The truth now is I'm beefier than you. If you don't want to get hurt, just give me the money."