Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 2056

"Tsk. Tsk. Not bad, Young Man. You've really got something up your sleeves."

"Indeed. We would have been deceived if it weren't for Kevin's reminder. Young people aren't honest these days."

"It seems we can confirm that he cheated this time. It's truly a shame that he insists on cheating during the practicals."

"Yes. Please make the announcement, Mr. Moore. This guy probably doesn't even know how to feel a patient's pulse. It's ridiculous that he even tried to cheat."

Roland ignored the mockery and turned around to face Matthew. "Do you have a proposal for the treatment?"

Matthew nodded and answered, "If we merely treat the cold urticaria, it will reoccur once we stop the treatment. But the patient would be well and truly stuck if we didn't treat him. So... "

Emmanuel, who was standing by the side, forcibly interrupted Matthew before he could finish his analysis.

"Oh. That's enough. The things you just said are all on the medical records. Drop the act and stop wasting everybody's time."

However, Tony couldn't hold back any longer as he was forced to remain in the hospital bed.

His chance of recovery was right before him, and that was enough to make him impatient. Yet, these annoying 'proctors' kept stalling his ticket to freedom. So, that angered him, causing his symptoms to flare up. Eventually, an even more violent itching sensation swept across his body.

"Shut up, you old f*cks! Argh! It's so f*cking itchy! I'm dying here, my man. Save me!"

It felt worse than death; at least death wouldn't be this torturous.

To make things worse, the silver needles that were inserted into Tony's body were slowly being pushed out following the worsening of his symptoms.

He would be in critical danger if Matthew didn't take action this instant.

Roland was at a loss for what to do in this dire situation. He would have done something long ago to elevate the patient's symptoms if he had known what to do.

On the other hand, Matthew, who was standing beside him, dashed toward Tony and hastily removed the silver needles he had with his right hand.

"Hang on. It'll sting." Once those words fell from his lips, he inserted the silver needles into Tony's liver transporter point.

Kevin panicked when he saw Matthew administering the acupuncture. He understood that his career would be over if Matthew cured Tony right before everyone's eyes.

"Mr. Moore, this con man is risking the patient's life. How will we explain ourselves to the hospital if the patient dies?"

"Exactly! This Matthew guy isn't a doctor at all. He gave his diagnosis without even feeling the patient's pulse. He will be the scourge of the Medical Doctors Association. Please stop him immediately, Mr. Moore!"

At this point, Roland's face was as black as pitch. One could even see the storm roiling within his angered eyes.

However, Emmanuel ignorantly thought that it was because Roland was infuriated by Matthew's recklessness and wanted to chime in.

Alas, Roland reprimanded the others sternly before he could get a word in, "If any of you have a treatment plan, then by all means, go ahead. But if not, do shut up. I'll take full responsibility if anything happens."

Right now, Roland could only place his bets on Matthew.

After they heard Roland's displeased statement, the crowd realized they had crossed the line. They were immediately reminded that he was of a higher rank and had far better medical skills than all of them combined.

They knew how to read the room and were smart enough to know when they were given leave to speak. It was clear that now was not the time for such arguments.

Soon, the room fell silent.

Matthew had already inserted a silver needle, and Tony howled in agony.

"Argh! I'm going to die. I'm dying!"

Even though the others couldn't experience Tony's agony firsthand, they could still hear the pain in his voice.

At that moment, a triumphant smile crept up Kevin's face.

Usually, patients should only feel a slight tingling sensation during acupuncture. And now, it was apparent something had gone terribly wrong based on the patient's violent reaction right after receiving Matthew's tender care.

Ha. What a con man. Luckily Roland said he'll take full responsibility. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. How did he even become a chief invigilator with that rash personality? Kevin thought to himself disdainfully while boring holes at Roland's back.

"Mr. Moore. I think this is enough. If the patient dies... " the few examiners advised worriedly as they were anxious that they would have to bear the joint responsibility if they witnessed Tony's death today. Nonetheless, Tony's condition had improved before the nervous examiner could finish his sentence.

"Oh, man. That's the sh*t. I've not felt this good in a long time. Give me a few more needles. I can take it."

Matthew, who was busy curing his patient, couldn't help but roll his eyes at Tony's mischievousness despite being in pain.

"Don't move. The next few needles are critical to your health. One wrong angle and you're done. Got it?"

Another needle was placed onto Tony's back, and he felt the irritating sensation that had been plaguing him for a week immediately fade away.

As the promise of sweet, sweet relief was so close to his grasp, Tony immediately obeyed Matthew's orders and forced himself to remain still.

Matthew continued administering the needles to different points on Tony's body, such as the hundred meetings, inner pass, junction valley, bubbling spring, and so forth.

As the needles were placed one after another, the red spots on Tony's body gradually disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Once Matthew slid the last needle onto the lower hara, a puff of negative Ki flowed out from Tony's body as it twirled around the needles and dissipated into the air.

After fifteen minutes, Matthew nodded to Roland before efficiently removing all the silver needles from Tony's back.

Meanwhile, Tony was enjoying a deep slumber with a relaxed smile painted across his lips.

"And, done! He just needs to rest for a couple of days to recover, and he'll be as good as new."