The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Terry pushed aside the coffee the woman held out to him. When he saw Rachel, he immediately started telling her to leave. "Don't even bother saying anything, Rachel. I don't want to humiliate you. Leave!" Rachel had been smiling and was about to say something, but now, she could only swallow the words on the tip of her tongue.

After a brief moment of hesitation, she said, "I'm not trying to change your mind, Mr. Watson. I just want to understand the situation. I can make adjustments if there's anything you're unhappy with."

Her attitude was humble, but Terry wasn't moved. He shook his head and said, "I'm gonna pull out my investment no matter what you say. You'd better leave, or I'll call security!"

Rachel's expression shifted. Just then, Matthew smiled and said, "I'll talk to him."

She shook her head. "If I can't do it, you can't."

He acted like he didn't even hear her. He approached Terry and showed the latter his phone. Terry glanced at it, then stared at Matthew in shock. "I- Is this true?"

Matthew tucked his phone away and nodded seriously. Terry wanted to say something, but he swallowed his words when he glanced at Rachel.

Then, he pulled Matthew into the attached lounge, which had been converted into a bedroom. He shut the door behind them.

Rachel gaped at them. She couldn't believe Terry was willing to speak to Matthew and that they'd even gone into the lounge to speak privately. Even Terry's secretary was surprised by how quickly Terry's attitude had changed.

Inside the bedroom, Terry respectfully motioned for Matthew to have a seat. Then, he said, "I'm sorry for my earlier rudeness. May I know how I should address you?"

Matthew sat there leisurely. "My surname is Grant."

Terry hunched over slightly and smiled ingratiatingly. "Mr. Grant, please treat me. I... I can't even get it up once a month now!

"You should know how humiliating it is for a man to have erectile dysfunction. I promise I won't pull out my investment if you can treat me! Please, help me!"

Matthew hummed in acknowledgment. "Your problem is a little on the severe side. You don't just have weak kidneys and erectile dysfunction. I'm guessing that you've also tried many drugs like Viagra and the like, but none of them have worked. Am I right?" Terry was astonished. "Yes, you're spot on. Has something gone wrong with my body?"

Matthew nodded. "Many people have weight issues, but they don't necessarily have erectile dysfunction. Why is that you do?

"You have a major problem, so you should thank your lucky stars that you've met me today. I'll perform some acupuncture on you so that you can be a real man tonight."

Terry was so agitated that he almost fell to his knees before Matthew. His secretary was so fucking hot, but he couldn't even have a taste of her.

Back home, his wife kicked up a fuss with him every night, clamoring about how he'd spent all his energy on his mistresses without leaving a drop for her.

The truth was much worse than that, but he couldn't confide in anyone. Who could understand his pain? Now, he could finally see hope again.

"You're a lifesaver, Mr. Grant. As long as you can treat me, I'll think of you like a brother in the future. I'll do anything you want all you need to do is say the word!" Matthew told Terry to lie down and started applying the Revitalizing Technique to him.

He administered the silver needles on different meridians, like GV 20, M-HN-3, GV 26, and CV 4. Needles were administered from the top of Terry's head down to his pubic bone. After removing the needles, Matthew asked, "How do you feel? Is there any warmth behind your waist?"

Terry nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes! I

feel a lot more spirited than before! From the moment you diagnosed what was wrong with me just by looking at me, I knew you were special, Dr. Grant. Come on,

buy

you a meal. I have to thank you for

this!"

Matthew shook his head. "Forget the meal. If you want to resolve this problem for good, you're going to need some aged ganoderma."

Terry laughed That's easy enough

to get. I have an auction house, and I can arrange for them to organize an auction just for precious traditional herbs 'm sure I can get my hands on Ganoderma or Eldernroot or anything of the like."

Matthew suddenly thought of something. "I have a medical book with me. How about you help me auction it off?"

The fake Medieval Medicine was in

his hands, and Jenny and Cosmo

didn't dare to show their faces in

public because of it. Matthew wanted to auction the fake Medieval Medicine off to help Jenny and

Cosmo out.

Terry was excited at the thought of being able to help Matthew. "Sure! I'm sure this medical book must be special. How much do you want to auction it for?" Matthew smiled. "Ten million dollars. I'll send the book over to you in a couple of days."

Ten million dollars? Terry almost bit his tongue in shock. How could a book cost that much? Still, the thought of Matthew's skills restored Terry's faith. If Matthew had learned everything he knew from the particular medical book, ten million dollars was a wholly justified price.

...

Meanwhile, Rachel stood in Terry's office, feeling anxious. She fixed her gaze on the lounge's door as the seconds ticked. Finally, after 15 minutes, the door opened. What Rachel saw next stunned her. Terry was looking at Matthew respectfully. He said, "Don't go, Matt. I want to buy you a meal. Give me a chance to do that, please!"