The Great Medical Saint

Jenny was somewhat surprised to see Matthew and asked, "Did you get the Tiger Seal?"

Matthew nodded and responded, "Yes, you don't need to worry about your brother anymore. Ivan won't bother you again." Jenny looked at Matthew and asked tentatively, "Are you really the successor of the Medieval Aureate Sect?"

Matthew shook his head. He knew what the Medieval Sect she was referring to was.

Traditional medicine comprised several divisions, such as the Frostbloom Sect and the Medieval Sect.

When Matthew's mentor, Nicholas taught him medicine skills, he didn't specify which division it belonged to. "I'm not sure. My mentor never told me," Matthew replied.

Jenny nodded and continued, "Actually, I also learned medicine skills from my grandfather."

She explained that she never dared to practice medicine, nor did she ever claim to possess medical skills.

"Do you think I can start practicing now?" she asked.

Matthew fell into thought. Vincent was dead, and Ivan probably wouldn't come to cause her trouble anymore.

"You can practice medicine. I'll help you find a place where you can open your own clinic. And if you encounter something you can't solve, you can come to me," he advised.

Jenny felt a little awkward as she spoke, "You've been so kind to me, and I'm unsure how to express my gratitude. I'm quite proficient in medical skills, you see. Once I earn some money, I'll repay you." Matthew paused for a moment, then said, "Your grandfather once helped my mentor, so I'm here to return that favor."

He reassured Jenny that she didn't have to repay the money.

He proposed, "How about I take you to find an available store right now?"

As they walked, they engaged in conversation, and Matthew gradually got to know Jenny's background.

She mentioned that she had learned medicine skills from her grandfather and pursued studies in modern medicine during college.

Her initial employment was at a hospital, but due to family issues and Ivan's disruptive behavior at the hospital, she lost her job.

In a state of desperation, she resorted to working as a courier.

They spent a while examining three different stores before finally settling on one in a fringe area.

Matthew covered three years' worth of rent and assisted in purchasing medicine cabinets, medications, and various office supplies.

After making sure everything was in order and promising to assist on opening day, he finally left.

Half an hour later, Matthew stood at the entrance of Opulent Club, remaining rooted in place for a long time.

Even though this was his second

visit, he still felt uncomfortable. This was likely due to the unpleasant experience he had during his first time here.

Just then, a car rolled to a stop in front of the club, and Cole Bennett exited. Fixing his suit, he walked toward the club's entrance.

As he walked past Matthew, he glanced back and suddenly stopped in his tracks. "Oh my, if it isn't Mr. Grant!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

Matthew was also a little surprised. He hadn't expected to see Cole, his former high school classmate.

Cole came from a very wealthy family. Both his father and uncle were businessmen, regarded as small tycoons in Lambda City.

In high school, Cole had a crush on a female classmate, but she liked Matthew instead.

Aware of his family's modest circumstances, Matthew focused solely on his studies and didn't pay any attention to the girl.

Ultimately, this offended Cole, leading him to constantly trouble Matthew whenever possible.

It wasn't until later that Matthew became successful in business, and only then did Cole finally restrain himself.

Matthew didn't expect to encounter Cole here of all places.

Originally, he wasn't going to engage with him until Cole spoke up first. He casually responded, "Oh, I'm here to handle something."

Cole let out a hearty laugh. "Mr. Grant, I heard you were sent to prison and got divorced. That sounds awfully tragic."

Matthew's expression darkened. He hadn't anticipated that Cole would still be the same person he was all those years ago. He stayed silent, his gaze coldly fixed on Cole.

Cole continued laughing as he said, "Actually, shouldn't even call you Mr. Grant since you don't own a company anymore. At most, you're just an ex-convict now."

Matthew didn't think he'd encounter trouble by just standing at the entrance. If he had known earlier, he would've just ignored Cole completely.

Regardless, he made his way toward the entrance of Opulent Club.

Cole quickly followed, pointing at the club's entrance. "Do you also want to go in? Don't even dream about it," he sneered.

"You have no assets and are an ex-convict," he remarked. "You can't even become a security guard here!"