Master of Medicine The Saintly Healer

Chapter 140

Jenny pulled out her phone and dialed the number sprawled across the paper, but the call went unanswered.

She grew i

worried. Her hand holding the phone trembled slightly as tears welled up in her eyes.

Anxious, she turned to Matthew and said, “No one is answering. Could it be

She burst into tears before she could finish her words.

Matthew felt distressed seeing her like this. He stepped forward and gently patted her back to help her calm down. What he wants is Medieval Medicine. He won’t do anything extreme until he gets it. Let’s wait a little longer and keep trying.”

He was speaking rationally to assure Jenny, but Matthew’s heart was already in his throat.

He had been in business and went to prison before, so he had a wealth of life experience. In prison, he had heard stories of murderers recounting their past.

Some killed out of anger, some out of jealousy, some because of financial reasons. There were also those who did it for family or others due to betrayal

They were all humans who were driven by emotional impulses. However, this person was willing to extract organs from children and sell them off for medical literature. This cruel method sent shivers down his spine.

Was this even a human being? Matthew felt like he was facing a demon. He didn’t know what the other person was capable of.

Jenny lamented but she didn’t have the heart to wait, so she dialed the number again. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

The phone rang and went unanswered.

Jenny felt like she was on the verge of collapse. Tears streamed down her face and onto her clothes. Soon, her chest was wet with tears.

On her third attempt, the call connected right away.

In the video call, Noah’s face revealed a devilish grin. “What’s wrong? Were you afraid because no one answered?”

He laughed and continued to say, “If you don’t hand over Medieval Medicine, you may never reach me on this phone again.”

Matthew’s clenched fist slowly relaxed. He, too, was suffering in wait Just now.

He walked up to the phone and waved the medical literature in front of the camera. “Here’s the medical literature. Let him go, and I’ll give it to you.”

The man’s eyes lit up as he stared at the book for a long time. “I don’t know if that’s the real thing. Send it over. If it’s genuine, you can take the child. If it’s fake, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Matthew had been waiting for him to say that. “Where should I go?”

The man kept silent, as if he was contemplating something. After a moment, he said, “Walt at the bridge in the eastern suburbs. Remember, don’t do anything unnecessary, or you’ll deeply regret it.”

with that, he hung up.

Matthew packed up the forged copy of Medieval Medicine and said to Jenny, “Find a discreet place to wait where nobody can find you. Get a new phone number and send it to me.

“Remember, don’t contact anyone. I don’t want to rescue your brother only to have you disappear.”

Jenny looked hesitant. “What about the clinic?”

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the clinic will still be there.”

“Okay,” Jenny replied before quickly packing up her things and leaving.

Matthew headed to the bridge in the eastern suburbs. He waited there patiently as he watched the flow of traffic.

Not long later, a black car appeared and pulled to a stop in front of him.

The car window rolled down slowly, and the person in the passenger seat yelled out to Matthew, “Hand over Medieva Medicine.”

With a cold face, Matthew replied,” Hand over the child, and I’ll hand over the book I will never give you the book unless I see him first.”

The man in the passenger seat stared at Matthew with sinister eyes. “Since you insist on doing it this way, get in the

car.”

Holding on to the book, Matthew got in the back seat.

The man took out a blue towel and handed it to him. “Cover your eyes, otherwise I can’t take you there.” Matthew took a deep breath and blindfolded himself with the towel