Master of Medicine The Saintly Healer

Matthew didn’t like being addressed as “sir“. It felt out of place, especially in recent times. Worse yet, the person addressing him as such was an old man around his grandfather’s age

He grabbed a chair and sat down. “I’ll sit, but can you call me something else?”

Ansel handed Matthew a cup of coffee and stood to the side. “I can’t do that. Rules are rules.”

Matthew realized that Nicholas probably set such rules.

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Nicholas had always been mysterious. Even at this point, Matthew didn’t know Nicholas‘ true name, job, or background.

Matthew decided to ask Ansel, “Can you tell me more about my mentor?”

Ansel shook his head. “Complete your first task, and you’ll uncover everything. Here’s a letter outlining your task. Take a look for yourself.”

As Ansel spoke, he pulled out a brown envelope.

Matthew was left speechless by Nicholas‘ insistence on being so mysterious.

That said, Matthew had an inkling that Nicholas was no ordinary person. The medical skills Nicholas taught him were incredible. Plus, the martial arts he’d learned from Nicholas was formidable.

Holding the envelope in his hand, Matthew realized he was now closer to the truth.

He was going to tear open the envelope but then changed his mind. Instead, he put it in his pocket and decided to read it later at home.

Upon seeing this, Ansel spoke again. “Opulent Club was built to serve you No matter what you want, I’ll do my best to make it happen.”

Matthew suddenly thought of Rachel’s business meeting on the second floor. He stood up and said, “I’m heading to the second floor to look for someone.”

Ansel quickly took the lead and said, “I’ll take you there.”

Matthew raised his hand to stop Ansel. “It’s fine. I can go there on my own.”

Ansel halted right away. “Take care, sir. If you need anything, just let me know. It’s my honor to serve you.”

“Sure,” Matthew uttered. After a chime, the elevator door opened, and he stepped inside.

He soon exited the elevator and noticed that the second floor had a different interior compared to the other floors.

The second floor was designed to look like a fancy office, featuring extensive use of luxurious hardwood. A faint woody scent filled the air.

There were many private rooms on the second floor, and each one had a name. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

For example, there was the Prestige Suite, Luxe Suite, Elite Suite, Lunar Suite, Garden Suite, Serenity Suite, and so on.

Upon reaching the door of the Luxe Suite, Matthew heard a familiar voice. “No thanks, I don’t drink–not even a sip.”

Realizing it was Rachel’s voice, Matthew felt relieved that he had finally found the right place. He then pushed open the

door.

In the private room, Rachel was taken aback upon seeing Matthew. “How did you come up to the second floor?”

Jeffrey was shocked when he saw Matthew. “You’re supposed to stay on the first floor, Matthew. How did you sneak up to the second floor? You’re in deep trouble now.”

Matthiew walked into the room, pulled over a chair, and sat next to Rachel. “I’m in trouble? You’re overthinking it.”

With a worried expression, Rachel looked toward the door. Even though no one was chasing Matthew, she still felt uneasy. “How did you get here?”

Matthew chuckled and replied, “I came here from the ninth floor.”

Rachel was already in a panic, but Matthew was still messing around. No one could access the ninth floor of Opulent Club.

Rachel gently hit Matthew once. “I’m freaking out, and you’re still cracking jokes. How did you get in here?”

Matthew felt troubled. “Like I said, I came down from the ninth floor.”

Jeffrey coldly said, “I can only make it to the second floor. Even my grandpa is only eligible for the third, Matthew. Yet you’re telling us you went to the ninth floor. Come on, that’s ridiculous”