Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 2057

Jordan went toward the bed to give the patient a check-up. Once his diagnosis was over, his face was filled with unabashed surprise.

"Miracle doctor! You're a miracle doctor! Tony's illness has finally been cured. Mr. Moore, it's no wonder you are a part of the Medical Doctors Association. You've definitely achieved greater heights than the seniors in your field. I can tell that your name will be associated with miracles within five years!"

These words from the vice president were like a slap in the face.

It certainly felt like a sharp slap to the faces of the examiners in the panel.

They couldn't do anything about the chronic illness this patient had suffered over the years. Yet, this young man made it look so simple. They couldn't help but feel utterly humiliated.

"Hmph, what else do you have to say? I'll settle this score once we return."

With that said, Roland was ready to lead everyone back.

However, Jordan quickly stopped him before he could take a step further.

"Mr. Moore, I'm sorry for troubling you, but we have another patient that is in critical condition here. Could you... Maybe help us out? Of course, it's alright if you refuse."

Jordan was just being polite. Nevertheless, anyone with a working brain would immediately know that he was actually directing the question to Matthew.

After all, everyone tried to help this patient, but only one of them succeeded.

Among all of them, only Matthew was the one who managed to cure the patient.

When the others arrived on this train of thought, they immediately became shamefaced.

Of course, as the head examiner, Roland held an iron grip on his raging emotions.

It didn't matter how displeased he was; he couldn't show it in front of outsiders.

Plus, as a practitioner himself, he knew full well that there was nothing wrong with Jordan's request.

"Dr. Burton, there's no need for such pleasantries. Just lead the way."

Jordan was overjoyed and hurriedly led everyone to a private ward on the sixth floor.

"The patient has hyperplasia and bone spurs caused by spinal strain. When he was sent to our hospital, his nerves were already compressed. His situation is critical, and we have to perform this surgery as soon as possible."

After Jordan gave them a succinct run down, he sighed wearily.

They didn't ask him to elaborate, as they could see the comatose patient on the bed through the glass window.

It was evident that the operation had failed.

Some couldn't even help but shoot sympathetic glances at the patient before devising a viable solution.

It wouldn't be challenging if it were a typical orthopedic surgery.

The problem they were facing right now was due to the spinal nature of the operation. The spinal cord was riddled with nerves. One wrong move and they'd be responsible for any very permanent consequences the patient would face in the future.

They understood that even the slightest mistake would cause irreparable damage to the patient.

Judging from the state the patient was in now; it was clear that a mistake had been made during the course of the operation, especially since the patient was now in a vegetative state.

As an expert in orthopedics and neurology, Emmanuel had the most experience among the people here.

So, when he gave a cursory glance at the comatose patient, he said with a heavy heart, "Dr. Burton, I can't lie to you. You, of all people, should know that once the spinal cord is damaged, the patient can't wake up. So, I can only suggest thinking about how to gently break the news to his family."

Everyone else nodded in agreement at his statement.

Even Roland shook his head in resignation.

It was nerve damage, and no doctor could save him.

Jordan looked at them in despair before turning his pleading eyes to Matthew.

This young man was the only hope Jordan had.

Matthew felt goosebumps all over his body after being stared at by Jordan in such a way.

Finally, he could only shrug and ask helplessly, "Would you like me to try?"

Huh?

As soon as those words left his mouth, everyone was wholly astonished.

"Matthew, don't be ridiculous. Don't think so highly of yourself just because you helped that young man earlier. You were just lucky earlier. Are you trying to test your luck again? Let's make a bet. If you can help this man, I will swallow this bed right here, right now," Emmanuel proclaimed loudly while he patted the hospital bed beside him.

Matthew merely graced him with a derisive sneer and mocked, "Hehe, Professor Kozak, you couldn't even cure the last patient, but I did. What gave you the confidence to say such things? You can't save this man, so you naturally assume that I can't? You really shouldn't think everyone else is equally inept just because of your own incompetence."

"You rude kid, you..."

"Dr. Queens, being unable to control your anger is an expression of incompetence."

These were the words that Emmanuel had used to ridicule Matthew, but now, Matthew dished them right back.

Those who had the heart to humiliate others would eventually be humiliated in turn once the time was right.

Matthew had been dissatisfied with Emmanuel for a long time. Therefore, when he saw a golden opportunity to bite bark, he took this chance with triumphant glee.

He would be an utter fool not to use this chance to vent his frustrations.

At that thought, he couldn't help but sneak a glance at Emmanuel, who was angrily glaring at him, utterly mute with fury.

Finally, Matthew turned around and told Jordan, "Dr. Burton, let's have a look, shall we?"

"Okay, okay. Please come in, Dr. Larson."

Jordan opened the door and invited Matthew in enthusiastically.

He was especially eager since he was the primary doctor for this particular patient.