The Great Medical Saint
Chapter 244

Joseph's eyes nearly popped right out of his head. He grabbed Silas' collar and roared, "Don't you think I'd know if I was sick? My tooth hurts really badly. Give me medicine right now!"

He was here for trouble. He had to get the medicine. If not, how would he be able to say that the medicine was fake, and how would he be able to cause trouble for Silas?

This was the plan. The medicine was just an excuse for Silas to get beat up. As long as Silas was still alive, there would be no serious consequences. That was why Joseph was so adamant about his toothache. Silas was very sure that Joseph was only here for trouble now. He yelled at Matthew, "Hey, could you come here and handle this perhaps?"

Matthew went up to them. "So your tooth hurts, huh? Let me see it. I'm a doctor too."

Joseph let go of Silas' collar and raised his eyebrows at Matthew. "So you're a doctor too. Alright. Give me some medicine then! I don't need to line up for this. Just get me the medicine for toothaches." Matthew shook his head. "That won't do. I need to determine the cause of your toothache. It's no use fixing your teeth if there's an underlying problem. Give me your arm. I'll check your pulse." Joseph lost his patience. "I already said that my tooth hurts and you need to get me medicine. What are you going on about my pulse? I'll punch you if you don't get me the medicine right now!" Matthew's expression darkened. "Alright. Do it."

Joseph grabbed Matthew's sleeve. "Don't believe me? I'll show you what I mean!"

With that, he raised his fist and brought it downward. With a resounding smack, Matthew stopped Joseph's fist. He grabbed Joseph's wrist with an iron grip.

Joseph wanted to retract his arm, but he couldn't move. "Fuck! Let me go!"

Matthew punched Joseph in the mouth. "You should get rid of that pottymouth of yours!"

Joseph roared in pain. His lips bled. "I'm bleeding. How dare you fucking hit me? Hey, all of you! Let's destroy his..."

There was a thud. Matthew punched Joseph in the face again so that Joseph couldn't finish his sentence.

Joseph spat out a mouthful of blood and teeth When he saw his teeth Joseph went berserk. He roared, "How dare you knock out my teeth! I'm going to fucking kill you! Come, let's beat him up!" Ebookex

The pack of men behind him began rushing forward.

"You hit Joseph! Do you want to die?"

"How dare you hit him? I'll cut your arms off!"

Matthew's eyes gleamed coldly. He rammed his fist into the faces of the two men closest to him. His fists were as hard as steel. They landed on the two men's mouths.

They fell over at once. When they got themselves back up on their feet, everyone realized that their mouths were full of blood.

They bent over and coughed. A few of their teeth fell to the floor, clacking against the tiles.

When the other men saw this, their faces shifted. They stood rooted to the spot, forgetting about attacking Matthew.

The customers in the shop scampered out of the clinic in fright. They watched from afar.

Joseph was angry to see his men standing there motionless. "Are you all zombies or what? Beat him up! There are dozens of you and only one of him! Destroy him!"

The remaining men rushed toward

Matthew again with even more resolve Matthew rushed up to them as well, throwing fists at whoever he saw. Every one of his punches landed in their mouths.

They began crying out one after the other.