Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2059

Matthew couldn't stop wiping the sweat away from his brow as he stepped out of the ward.

He wasn't tired but merely unused to the vice president's enthusiasm.

If he hadn't used his prep for the upcoming competition as an excuse, he would never have been able to peel

himself off the vice president's friendly invitation.

By the tthey arrived at the hall, the inspection staff had already been waiting impatiently in the lobby for

quite stime.

Nonetheless, when they were greeted with the sight of several morose proctors hanging their heads, they had a

pretty good grasp of the result of today's examination.

"Why are you guys still here?" Roland demanded coldly.

He distinctly remembered that he had given out the order for the crowd to leave before entering the ward.

This was a hospital, after all. The last thing the tired doctors needed was for a bunch of people to be loitering

about.

Roland couldn't help but seethe as he remembered sof them mocking Matthew's appearance.

"It seems that you've all been so busy learning medicine that you've forgotten how to be a decent human being.

You're all bootlickers, unable to tell right from wrong. You're not worthy of being doctors. Not a single one of you.

Take down their names. They're banned from taking their exams for three years."

The would-be candidates were utterly stunned by Roland's words.

They hadn't expected to be so severely punished for their curiosity.

A fiery young man shoved his way out of the crowd as he yelled, "On what grounds?!"

The few nurses around flinched at his loud, boorish voice.

If it weren't for Roland, they would've called for security by now.

Roland glared at the young man and reprimanded sternly, "Don't you know that causing a ruckus in a hospital is

strongly prohibited? Note his ndown. He's banned for life. Don't think you can act however you like just

because of your family name. Consider your next words carefully. | have no problem putting your whole family on

the Association's blacklist."

It wasn't an empty threat. He certainly had the power to do so.

He was one of the Association's representatives in the city. His position as the chief examiner was only a part-

tjob of his.

The other discouraged candidates were well aware of this fact.

They looked around shiftily as seven started bulldozing the others down on their way to the exit, fearing

that they would be the next ones to be drawn and quartered.

A calm silence once again descended on the hospital.

Roland nodded apologetically toward the nurses as he soothed their ruffled feathers and left the inpatient

department.

At the stime, a vintage car was parked in front of the hospital.

Shortly after, the door on the passenger side swung open when the person in the vehicle saw Matthew, Roland,

and the other proctors finally departing from the hospital. "How do you do, Mr. Larson?"

Matthew stopped in his tracks as he looked quizzically at the old man standing before him.

He was sure that he had never seen this man in his life.

"Ah, my apologies. | forgot to introduce myself. You start forgetting things at my age. Everyone callsAlbert."

Everyone else's face went through tic changes as soon as they heard the stranger's introduction.

Albert? Isn't he the Banes' butler?

Old Master Bane rarely showed himself in public in the past decade.

During his absence, Albert was the one who handled most of the Bane Family's affairs.

It was no exaggeration to say that Albert represented the will of Old Master Bane.

If the old man had dispatched Albert, he was clearly gunning for Matthew.

Matthew didn't know the power Albert represented as he intoned respectfully, "Oh, it's nice to meet you. Is there

something | can help you with?"

He was blithely unaware of what Albert's presence meant.

Albert merely smiled as he replied, "My employer, Old Master Bane, would like to invite you over for tea. He'd

like to have a nice chat about chest congestion. Does that sound agreeable to you, Mr. Larson?" Matthew quickly

understood the situation once he heard Old Master Bane being name-dropped in the conversation.

That was because nobody else dared to use that title in Bainbridge.

Matthew pondered the proposal for a moment before nodding in acquiescence.

Roland hastily made his presence known as he strode to Matthew's side.

"I'll take care of the results. I'll send someone over with your medical qualification certificate once everything

has been settled. So, you don't have to worry about it."

He clapped Matthew jovially on the shoulder.

Eventually, the crowd could only watch dazedly at the departing vehicle.

Old Master Bane's ailment was well-known throughout the capital.

His affliction had stumped all of the capital's most famous doctors.

Yet, Albert was calling on Matthew's expertise in public.

It was apparent Old Master Bane regarded Matthew's skills highly.

It was ironic that these candidates even had the gall to mock Matthew.

"And why are all of you still here? Scram!" Roland chided them.

At this point, there was no concealing his rising fury as he stomped toward the Medical Doctors Association.

It was obvious that the proctors weren't about to have a good time.

"Mr. Roberts and this sorry excuse of a professor, look what you two have done. Damn it. The two of you will be

the death of us!"

In the end, Kevin and Emmanuel could only bow their heads and leave with their tails between their legs after

being utterly browbeaten by his admonishments.

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