The Great Medical Saint

Glancing at Alistair on the ground, Matthew remarked, "Alistair doesn't look like he's dying anytime soon. I'm just a passerby, and making this call is all I can do. I don't want to get into any more trouble."

The woman on the other end shouted again, "Don't hang up. I'm begging you. We're not trying to scam anyone. We just need your help keeping an eye on him. You don't have to do anything. Just sit back and watch over him. If something happens, please get in touch with me."

After some thought, Matthew decided that having Caleb monitor Alistair was less effective than getting up close himself. It might help him uncover clues about The Misfortune's Veil.

With that thought in mind, Matthew deliberately responded in resignation, "Alright. Just hurry up and get here. I'll be waiting here."

Alistair felt itchy and uncomfortable, but he kept his ear open to hear what Matthew said. In the end, he concluded from the way Matthew talked that he wasn't actually Matthew. Only then did Alistair feel at ease.

An hour later, Giselle Draper came over in a cab. She looked like she was in her early 60s and was dressed modestly like a typical country woman.

When she saw how badly hurt Alistair was, she broke down in tears and begged Matthew for help to take Alistair to the hospital.

Matthew didn't turn her down and went to the hospital with her.

The next morning, the doctor moved Alistair from the emergency room to the ward.

After a long night, the doctor looked worn out. "That patient is still in a coma. After the anesthesia wears off, he should wake up."

Seeing Alistair still unconscious, Giselle grew more concerned. "How's Alistair doing now, doctor?"

The doctor sported a smile. "What a stroke of luck that someone broke open the welts and got the venom out before he was sent to the hospital. If not for the emergency treatment, he wouldn't have made it. You should thank that doctor."

After saying that, the doctor walked away.

With a thud, Giselle dropped to her knees before Matthew. "You did that, didn't you? Thank you. You're Alistair's lifesaver, and you've helped my family."

Matthew reached out and helped Giselle up. "Get up. I'm a doctor, so it's the least I can do."

Right then, Alistair struggled to open his eyes, but they were so puffy that he could only manage to open tiny slits.

The first thing he noticed was that he was in a hospital ward. Then, Giselle walked over, and he emotionally shouted, "Mom!"

He understood that getting stung by giant honey bees meant no hope for survival.

He only asked the passersby to call his family because he had a strong will to live.

Seeing Alistair awake, Giselle

couldn't hold back her tears of joy. "You scared me to death, Alistair You're finally awake. If something had happened to you, how could I have lived with it?"

Alistair didn't want to see Giselle cry, so he changed the subject. "Where's Dad, Mom?"noveldrama

Giselle wiped away her tears. "He

went to visit our relatives and

couldn't make it back in time yesterday. I decided to let him watch the kids at home, but he's bringing your daughter over today. They'll be here in an hour."

At the mention of his daughter, Alistair's eyes lit up with joy. "I'd love to see her too."

Giselle suddenly remembered something and pointed at Matthew, introducing him to Alistair, "You made it through thanks to him, Alistair. Go on, and say thanks."

Squinting his eyes, Alistair looked closely at Matthew. When he could finally make out Matthew's face, he froze in shock.

Matthew! This man wasn't his lifesaver at all. It was his target.

Thinking back to how Matthew had ruthlessly wiped out the members of other teams in The Misfortune's Veil, the fear of death gripped him. Alistair felt like prey facing a predator with nowhere to run.

He shouted in terror, "D-Don't kill me... H-Have mercy. Please!"