The Great Medical Saint

Matthew had finished half of the task that Nicholas had assigned to him. He felt a sense of achievement. Each time he got his hands on medical literature, his medical expertise dramatically improved. He was eager to see the texts from the other sects.

As the serious stuff came up, Ansel's smile faded. "We still have Thermodra Sect, Fevera Sect, Presetian Sect, and Harmona Sect. Pick one, and I'll share with you the details of its successor."

Matthew mused over it. Based on his preferences, he was most keen on collecting medical literature from Presetian Sect and Harmona Sect.

Presetian Sect was the leading faction of traditional medicine and also the strongest one. They had this medical literature called Restorative Remedies, and it was well regarded as the most robust medical literature.

If there was an arena for traditional medicine, Restorative Remedies was the ultimate holy grail. No other medical book was on par with Restorative Remedies. It never had, and it never would.

Its practicality was always crowned as the best. Even its practical knowledge stood at the top of its kind. Many traditional medicine practitioners were huge fans of Codex Chillwind, treating it like a masterpiece. Despite that, even these die-hards would still give props to Restorative Medicine.

Even the father of traditional medicine, Aetherial Compendium, couldn't hold a candle to the impressive rate of recovery shown in Restorative Remedies. Undeniably, Restorative Remedies was the ultimate book in traditional medicine.

Matthew had been captivated by this book since he started studying medicine. But at this point, he didn't want to go for Presetian Sect yet, because he wanted to keep that spark alive.

Growing up, Matthew had this habit in his meals. When Lillian made chicken drumsticks, he'd finish all the other food first before taking his time enjoying them. That was exactly how he approached this matter. When it came to Harmona Sect, Matthew decided to put that on hold because their medical philosophy resonated with him.

Harmona Sect's approach to medicine integrated modern and traditional practices without making a distinction. Their goal was simple-to treat and save lives.

After a pause, Matthew settled on a choice. "I'm picking Thermodra Sect."

Ansel nodded. "I'll send you the info on Thermodra Sect's successor right away."

Matthew replied, "Got it. Make it quick."

After saying that, Matthew continued walking out of the room with Renae. Upon reaching the doorway, Matthew heard Ansel calling out to him.

"Wait a minute!"

At that moment, Matthew had just barely stepped out of the room. Upon hearing Ansel, he turned back again.

"Is there anything else?"

Ansel giggled and waved his hand. "Come over here quickly. I have a question for you."

Matthew frowned. There weren't any outsiders around. Was it really necessary to call Matthew over to ask a question?

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Renae told Matthew, "I'll wait for you on the first floor." With that, Renae strutted off, her hips swaying as she walked.

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Matthew walked back to Ansel and came up to him. "You're acting all secretive. Come on. What do you want to know?"

Ansel grinned, and his eyes flickered

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with a hint of mischief. He lowered his voice and asked, "You really don't have anything going on with that young widow? Tell me the truth."

Matthew thought it was something serious, so he didn't see this question question. "I thought I made it clear. There's nothing between us. I swear."

Ansel shook his head. "You're as secretive as your mentor, keeping everything to yourself. Back then, he climbed Over the wall to visit Jessica in the middle of the night. From then on, she grew attached to him, Now, that young widow has been clinging to you."