Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 2082 Counseling the Little Monk

In a room filled with awkwardness, Matthew finally applied the last needle, his forehead already covered in sweat. Although the application of the needles was only to expel the disrupted nimbus flow in Lola's body, most experienced doctors were capable of this treatment as well.

As much as it was a simple treatment process, he would rather treat Old Mr. Bane of his illnesses with his organs as this uncomplicated process was exhausting for him.

Almost ten minutes later, he observed that the disrupted nimbus energy in Lola had been expelled and deftly retrieved all the silver needles. After the treatment, she recovered more than halfway, and her cheeks were slowly turning rosy.

Then, Matthew gave her a pill for internal injuries, picked up the blanket, and placed it over her. "Miss Lola, I'm going to check on others. Rest well," he said and made a run for the door without waiting for an answer from her.

In the bedroom, Lola was the only one left within, and when she recalled her half-naked state during the treatment and the feeling she felt when Matthew touched her sensitive spots earlier, her face burned brightly all of a sudden. "Goodness, it's so embarrassing!" she muttered and buried her cheeks into the blanket.

Meanwhile, Matthew left the bedroom and checked the situation outside. The people from Thunder Clan had already escaped from the courtyard, and only a few mildly injured people remained, treating and helping others who were more severe than themselves.

When he swept his eyes over the courtyard, he suddenly halted before Paintaker, who was quiet in a corner with his injuries, hanging his head low.

"Hey, how are you doing, little monk?"

Upon hearing his question, Paintaker rose to his feet and answered something unrelated to the question, "Mr. Larson, I couldn't protect everyone."

Even Matthew was confused by his statement, which came out of nowhere. Seeing the confusion on his face, Paintaker recounted the events that took place earlier.

Only after hearing the whole story did Matthew understand what happened. So, this little monk thinks that he opened up a door of opportunity for the enemies because he didn't injure them in the beginning, resulting in Lola's internal nimbus going deranged and his friends getting hurt. Besides feeling guilty, he's also traumatic.

"Let me ask you, Paintaker. If a ferocious tiger wants to hurt a man, will you interfere and help?" Without hesitation, the little monk nodded, and Matthew continued with another question, "How will you help, then?"

Paintaker thought about it for a moment before answering with a serious face, "I'll drive away the ferocious tiger and save the man in danger."

Nodding, Matthew asked again, "But what if the ferocious tiger is determined to hurt the man? Are you planning to sacrifice yourself together with the man in danger?" This time, Paintaker shook his head in puzzlement but nodded again. "If the ferocious tiger insists on hurting people, I can only drive it away and save the man in trouble."

Then, Matthew asked again, "If the tiger is hungry and insists on eating both of you, what are you going to do?" Before Paintaker could open his mouth, Matthew answered his own question, "Therefore, you can only hurt it—or even kill it—so that it can't move. Paintaker, I hope you'll understand that while some people may look human, they're hiding the heart of a beast within. No amount of compassion can save or change this type of person. Do you get it?"

Right after his explanation, the look on Paintaker's face changed dramatically, and he lowered his head in deep thought. After a long while, he lifted his head again, but the depression and self-blame in his eyes earlier vanished and were replaced by a brightened look. "Thank you for your advice, Mr. Larson. It's very helpful."

Judging from the way Paintaker looked, Matthew reckoned that he had already sorted things out himself. "It's great that you got it. Get your wounds treated first," he said, turning to attend to other members of the hidden sect.

Meanwhile, the little monk took out all sorts of herbs and medication, slowly attending to his wounds.