The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 787

Upon seeing Leopold's reaction, Clement became more worried. "Just focus on staying healthy, Dad. The other things don't matter anymore. Leave it to me. Let's lay low for now. Our family owns plenty of properties. We can take shelter at one of those places and wait out until the danger is over."

Leopold's hair was in a mess, and his face looked gaunt. The spark in his eyes was long gone. His voice was raspy and frail too. He glanced at Clement and muttered, "Coward!"

Among his sons, Vernon was the one most like him—decisive, ruthless, and got things done. Lyndon might be devious, but he was sharp enough to keep the Fuller family running strong. Unfortunately, Vernon and Lyndon were dead, leaving just the disappointing Clement. He couldn't offer much because he was too honest.

It was a dog-eat-dog world. Everything was money-driven with no regard for ethics. Honest people didn't stand a chance.

Clement anxiously asked, "This isn't the time to lecture me. What do we do next?"

Leopold stayed silent. Right then, the maid came in with a doctor. "The doctor's here. Let's get you checked out first."

Leopold gestured at the door with a piercing gaze. "Wait outside for a moment. I'll call you in shortly."

Realizing it wasn't the time to speak, the doctor quickly led the maid out of the room and shut the door on his way out.

Watching the scene unfold, Clement asked, "What do you want to say, Dad?"

Leopold sighed. "Back then, any enemies we came across either didn't have the money or the connections we had. We could deal with them effortlessly.

"Our family has had it smooth sailing all these years, and we could do whatever we wanted. But it seems if you play with fire long enough, you'll eventually get burned. We've run into a tough nut to crack this time."

Matthew was indeed a tough enemy!

Clement was on the same page with that. He felt like something bad could happen at any moment, and it had him on edge. "What's the plan now?"

Clement listened to the story in shock, unable to believe Leopold had gone through something like that. He had looked up to Leopold his whole life, ever since he was a kid.

Leopold was the coolest and greatest among everyone he knew. He believed Leopold could achieve anything. Who would've thought Leopold had suffered such humiliation in the past?

"Why are you telling me all this, Dad? The priority now is getting you treated and managing your condition. Plus, we also have to find a way to get through this crisis."

Leopold sighed. "I'm saying this to make you see the harsh realities of this world. You need to know the truth so that you can quickly see this world for what it is. Any problem can be solved if you're prepared to pay the price."

Clement could sense Leopold was saying it like a farewell, which made him even more worried. "Stop talking, Dad. Focus on getting better. You've been coughing up blood—"

Leopold raised his hand to cut Clement off. "I'm not done yet. You need to always remember—don't be too naive when you're dealing with people or any matter in life. You need to tough it out and use your wits. For example, when I let that guy have the woman, I got something out of it."