Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 2046

In the backyard of Renew Pharmaceuticals, Matthew prepped to leave the house because it was the day that he would be taking the medical qualification examination. Meanwhile, many people dressed in blue gathered in the yard pavilion.

As the most talented doctor of his generation in the Shrewsdon Valley Sect, Roland Moore's skills were regarded as among the best by his peers. When he returned to Renew Pharmaceuticals, he managed to digest the whole principle of the Restoration Pill's formula overnight after patiently listening to Paintaker, the little monk's explanation. He even refined the Restoration Pill by himself before dawn. Although he tried and failed to improve the pill, he did lay the groundwork for future research into drugs to treat throat cancer.

Consequently, he gave up, and seeing as everyone else was busy researching pills and developing new ones in preparation for the competition, he simply couldn't do it.

Nevertheless, Roland was an expert in medicine and martial arts but avoided involvement in medicine-related activities. Aside from engaging in light-hearted training with Paintaker daily, he did nothing but slack off. However, after learning that Salazar was an extremely skilled martial artist, he changed his target.

So, he sought permission from Matthew and started pestering Salazar to compete with him in martial arts.

Although Roland wasn't exceptionally skilled in martial arts, they had to admit he was surprisingly resilient. No matter how badly Salazar defeated him, Roland would return the following day and face him with renewed strength and confidence.

Meanwhile, when Roland noticed Matthew leaving, he immediately stopped him. "Mr. Larson, didn't Cathay's Union of Medical Practitioners send the certificates? Why do you still want to go through all the trouble when you can take it?"

With a wave of the hand, Matthew explained, "If I do that, people will gossip about me. Their voices may not be important, but I do get stressed after hearing the noise."

"Let them say whatever they want. Look at us. We're completely unaffected, aren't we? As soon as the Referral Letter of Sects is issued, they will give us the certificates obediently." However, Matthew rolled his eyes, no longer wanting to entertain him.

Not to mention other hidden sects, Roland's Shrewsdon Valley Sect supplied one-third of the refined pills throughout Cathay. Therefore, anyone who dared to offend them risked having their resources cut off immediately. As long as the Shrewsdon Valley Sect issued the directive, the entire pharmaceutical industry would ban those who provoked them! So, who would dare to spread rumors?

In contrast to him, Matthew had only the King of the South's support.

Who would care about the most underdeveloped place in Cathay? Anyone could easily talk badly about them.

"Whatever, you have no idea what I'm talking about. Anyway, I'm leaving. If you're available, why not work as a temporary doctor in the main hall? At least you gain some practical experience. Word-of-mouth brought in many new patients, and now the doctors at Renew Pharmaceuticals are feeling a bit swamped." After saying that, Matthew left the yard.

Roland, on the other hand, did not heed his suggestion. Instead, he strode toward Salazar's house, but he came to a halt in the middle of the road and went in search of Paintaker. Sal's attack is too ruthless, but at least that little monk is gentle.

The Medical Doctors Association under Cathay's Union of Medical Practitioners was where doctors came to take their medical qualifications examination.

Roland used to be a high-ranking official who relished the flattery of the doctors. All he had to do was to sip tea and invigilate the exam hall. The work was a breeze for him!

However, the situation changed dramatically over the past few days. Following the influx of participants in Bainbridge, disciples from hidden sects who had yet to obtain their medical qualification certificates came one after the other. Instead of taking the exam, they came to pick up their credentials, carrying referral letters from their respective sects.

"I am a disciple of so and so sect and will participate in the Holy Doctor Competition. I need a medical qualification certificate." That was what they would say.

Then, the high-ranking invigilators would submissively hand over their certificates.

Soon, it became a continuous phenomenon.

On the one hand, it was due to the terrifying forces behind these disciples. Meanwhile, on the other hand, the Union of Medical Practitioners in Cathay had issued an order mandating the immediate issuance o the certificate to any disciples of hidden sects who came to collect it.