The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 718

Vernon felt his heart skip a beat. When he opened his eyes, his vision was blurred with a red hue. As he raised his hand to wipe the blood from his eyes, he realized how much weaker he felt there.

When Vernon looked over at his arm, he realized only half of it was raised. It was severed in the middle with blood gushing out from his wound. Then, he saw his hand lying on the ground.

Suddenly, realization dawned on him, and he shouted at Matthew in fright, "What have you done? Can't we settle this with money? What problem can't be solved with money? If it's not enough, I'll give you more."

Matthew sported an icy look, and his words were cold enough to send chills down anyone's spine. "You're right. There's nothing money can't fix. Lose a hand? Just pay for the analgesia pump and there's no more pain. Isn't that so?"

Vernon was stumped by the question, but he knew he had to respond. "Exactly. No more pain. That's why money is so great. With money, you can buy anything. I'll pay you, and you can get whatever you want."

He tried everything he could to convince Matthew to take the money. It was his only chance to stay alive.

The fire axe was swung down once more. With a snap, the sound of bones breaking echoed, and his other hand was severed as well.

Matthew fixed his cold gaze on Vernon. "Are you still in pain now?"

Vernon was scared out of his wits, drowning in despair. He'd lost both his legs and arms.

He felt like Matthew was nuts. "W-what on earth do you want?"

Matthew continued, "I'll ask you one more time. Does it hurt?"

Vernon felt like was about to go crazy from the questions. He was certain that Matthew had lost his mind. Despite all his wealth and connections, he couldn't wrap his head around how he'd ended up at the mercy of a madman.

Seeing Vernon stay silent, Matthew raised his volume again. "Answer me. Does it hurt?"

He could feel the blood draining from his body. With his strength slipping away, his voice growing weaker with each word. All he wanted was a slim chance to survive.

Regret? Matthew coldly remarked, "Lifehaven Pharmaceuticals polluted the area, leaving many people in Woolfields with terminal illnesses. What about their lives?"

Woolfields? Vernon's stomach dropped as he realized something was off. "W-who are you?"

Matthew added, "Who am I? You paid assassins from The Fate Order and The Misfortune's Veil to go after my family. You seriously don't know who I am?"

Vernon immediately felt his skin crawl as he gaped at Matthew in horror. "A-are you Matthew?"

The fire axe came down hard, burying itself into Vernon's chest. Blood poured out around the axe, spilling over the ground.