The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 804

Tony cheered and clapped as the needles were applied to his acupoints. "I'm a fan of needles. Give me more of them."

No matter how anyone looked at it, his behavior didn't seem quite right.

The woman next to Matthew yelled out, "H-How could you stick him with needles like that? Nobody is saying anything now, but you'll be held responsible if something goes wrong."

Matthew assured her, "Relax. With my technique, he'll be healed in no time."

As Matthew continued with the acupuncture treatment, Tony slowly calmed down, closed his eyes, and didn't say a word.

The woman chuckled. "You don't understand the situation at all, so stop wasting your time, young man.

"Back in the day, his younger brother took him to the best hospital in Khoitwood. After all the meds and all the money spent, his condition only got worse. Even the renowned doctors at Khoitwood couldn't help, so what makes you think you can?"

Some kids playing with water guns noticed the acupuncture treatment and stopped. They quietly stood on the side and watched. Meanwhile, the old people by the chessboard ditched their game and came over.

Benedict Barlow, a bald old man, snapped, "Stop that! Cut it out right now. If you don't, I'm calling the police."

With the final needle in place, Matthew wiped the sweat off his forehead and explained, "Don't worry. I'm a doctor. I'm treating him. I can help him get better."

Adopting the Afflictan Sect's acupuncture technique, he was confident he could fix Tony's insanity.

With all the needles in place, Tony immediately went calm. He slowly closed his eyes, kneeling peacefully.

The woman joined in, pointing at Matthew and shouting, "Keep him surrounded, everyone! Don't let him away. If the lunatic is dead, it's on him."

Right after she spoke, Tony suddenly spoke up, "What are you all doing? Leave the young man alone."

The woman gaped in surprise. At this moment, Tony's speech was clear and coherent, nothing like how he usually spoke. "Madman… I mean Dr. Carling, are you back to normal?"

Benedict was flabbergasted. "Are you back to your senses?"

Tony nodded. "Yes. I'm finally myself again."

Benedict sported a troubled look. "I thought he was a con artist, so I called the cops. What should I do?"