The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 657

After preparing the traditional medicine, Kingston moved on to modern medicine. He crushed the tablets and mixed them in water before telling Wendy to feed them to the sick chickens.

When Wendy returned, Kingston to his feet. "Feed one dose of the medicine to the chickens tonight and the rest the next morning. Make sure every chicken gets it."

Smiling, Wendy responded, "Got it, Dr. Wooler. Could you tell what the traditional medicine is for?"

Kingston replied with a grin, "Even if I explained it, you won't get it."

Wendy playfully pouted. "Come on. Just tell me. I'm curious."

Kingston shrugged. "Honestly, it's hard to explain it."

Wendy gently shook Kingston's arms. "You've got to tell me. I'm dying of curiosity. What kind of medicine are you using? What's the principle behind it? It's a mix of traditional medicine, modern medicine, and even veterinary medicine. It's so fascinating."

Kingston shook his head. "I seriously can't put it into words, but we're done with the treatment today."

Wendy was a bit let down. "Alright then. But you have to tell me about it next time. I'll transfer the money to you now."

After receiving the payment, Kingston raised his head. "Okay. I'll be leaving now."

With that, Matthew and Kingston left the poultry farm. Riding his electric scooter, Kingston made his way back in silence.

Matthew looked troubled. He was now even more convinced that Kingston was from Fevera Sect.

Clearly, Kingston studied modern medicine as well. He was a doctor who used a blend of modern and traditional medicine plus veterinary care. In fact, he was proficient in all three of them.

But Kingston denied having Plague Compendium and Miracle Healing Banner, leaving Matthew at a dead end with his mission.

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As the sun set, the sky was filled with a stunning red glow. A car drove into Lifehaven Pharmaceuticals, making its way to the small building behind the factory before stopping.

The car door opened, and a man in his 40s got out. He had short hair, thick eyebrows, and a straight nose. He exuded a commanding presence even without saying a word.

The person in the chair wore black-rimmed glasses. He seemed to be in his 40s and looked like a scholar. The one standing was none other than Wendy, the owner of the poultry farm.

On the table were all the medicines Kingston had given to Wendy. None of it had been given to the sick chickens.

Seeing the man stay quiet, Wendy pointed at the medicine on the table and said, "All the meds are right here, Mr. Kaiser. I can tell that there's both modern and traditional medicine in it, but I can't figure out what's the purpose of mixing them. Do you have any clue?"

Looking at the medicine, Alan Kaiser confidently remarked, "You don't get it because your understanding of Willoris medicine isn't thorough enough. These remedies are incredible. Without them, the poultry farm would've been wiped out by the disease.

"Thanks to these medicines, 95% of the healthy chickens were safe, and even 50% of the infected ones were cured. That's truly remarkable."

Wendy's eyes lit up. "That means Kingston's Plague Compendium is really amazing."

Alan nodded. "Plague Compendium is a miraculous book. No matter what, we have to get our hands on it. But after every trick we have tried, Kingston just won't fall for it."

After a brief pause, Wendy tentatively asked, "How about we kidnap him and interrogate him?"