The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 517

"Come help out with the cleaning."

Upon hearing that, Lucien's eyes went wide open. Matthew had come here for a friend but ended up killing someone again.

After getting over the shock, Lucien regretted it and coughed up blood. He used to bet with Leo all the time, but he always lost.

Last time, Lucien lost a motorcycle worth tens of thousands of dollars, so he was reluctant to bet with Leo.

Lucien could have made a comeback that day, but he got cold feet. It made him so mad that he almost slapped himself.

It looked like Lucien had taken Matthew too lightly. The latter was impossible to predict.

Hearing that made Leo break into a cold sweat. He had been too confident earlier and almost lost. He vowed never to bet again when Matthew was involved.

Seeing Lucien's frustrated expression, Leo chuckled and said, "I gave you the chance, but you blew it."

Lucien was so mad that he clenched his teeth. "Quit making fun of me and get to cleaning. Who knows how many Matthew has killed this time?"

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The sound of screeching brakes filled the air as a car pulled up to the entrance of a psychiatric hospital. Matthew got out of the car and looked at the entrance.

Above the gate were the words "Lambda City Clearwater Psychiatric Hospital".

The sliding gate was shut. Through it, Matthew could see around eight cars scattered around in the yard.

That morning, Matthew and Caleb searched for the Red Wolves' hideout. They immediately crossed the psychiatric hospital from the list.

If they hadn't ruled it out and had checked Clearwater Psychiatric Hospital, they might have run into Sebastian. But everything slipped through their fingers.

With this thought in mind, Matthew entered the hospital through a side entrance.

After checking out the hospital map at the entrance for a while, Matthew got the gist of it. The outpatient facility was at the front, and the back was the secure ward.

Sebastian had been beaten up terribly before and managed to hold it together, but this time he couldn't hold back from cursing.

He had repeated many times that he was perfectly fine, but they hit him with a sedative. Then, he was woken up by a pair of scissors stabbing his arm.

Seriously, this place was a hospital. This was just too crazy.

A hint of disdain crossed Rosalie Aguirre's chubby face. She reached for the scissors again and walked over. "You're still not admitting you're crazy, huh? Well, this is what you get."

The hospital's surgical scissors were razor-sharp and jabbed right into Sebastian's arm.

Sebastian trembled from the excruciating pain and shrieked in pain. "Are you still a human? How can you do this? I'll say it again. I'm not mentally ill."

Rosalie picked up a report from the cart. "We're the ones who decide if you're mentally ill. See? You just got diagnosed with a mental disorder. I don't care if you're normal. You have to be a mental patient now."

Sebastian felt like he was losing his mind. "You… you're not a doctor but a monster. You're the real crazy one. How can you drive a regular person to insanity? That's a crime."