Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 1713

Zoey twirled and sashayed away. Staring at her back, Tristen felt as though something important had been taken away from her.

After a long while, she suddenly squared her jaw and tightened her fists, turning her head and shouting, "Come in, Sarah!"

A servant rushed in, and when she saw Tristen in a skirt, she couldn't help but feel shocked.

Never did she dream that Tristen would dress up like this.

Ignoring the look on her face, Tristen said solemnly, "Carry out my order. Tell the stores in the city to send over all the clothes in my size!"

Stunned, Sarah asked, "When… should it be here?"

"Now, right now! Not a minute late!"

"Huh?"

Throwing her a glare, Tristen interrogated, "What was that? Go now!"

Snapped back to her senses, Sarah ran to the door in a hurry. Suddenly, she came to a stop. "Young Master, do you want sneakers?"

Tristen was mad. "Sneakers?"

"The sneakers for your casual wear. Do you need them? Then… All of it will be suits?"

A furious Tristen snapped, "I mean ladies' clothes! All the ladies' clothes!"

Once again, Sarah was bewildered. "Huh?"

All these years, Tristen had never worn any ladies' clothes and Sarah thought earlier that she wanted to get men's clothes. Unexpectedly, Tristen was actually asking for ladies' clothing!

What was happening?

While both of them were seated next to the table, Wilfred said, "I've never admired anyone in chess in my life, and you're the first to have my respect, Dr. Larson! Your chess skills are not fitting with your age at all. Without a few decades of experience, no one can be so skilled in chess!"

In reply, Matthew merely smiled at him.

In fact, his chess skills were also inherited from the jade pendant because it contained all the memories of his ancestor, including chess skills. Moreover, his ancestor was an extraordinary man, excelling in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. With the memories of his ancestor, Matthew was definitely far superior than Wilfred in chess.

Everyone was shocked to hear Wilfred's words and Atticus couldn't stop himself from approaching him. "Wilfred, how many moves did you give in to Dr. Larson?"

Wilfred glared at him. "What do you mean give in? In the second round, Dr. Larson spared my rook and knight!"

Widening his eyes, Atticus gasped, "Huh?"

Shock was written all over everyone else's faces as well as they thought that they had misheard him.