The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 1057

Soren thought he could hold his pee if he clenched his muscles tight enough.

At the same time, Justin gritted his teeth with a grimace. He had made the calculations—breaking his son's leg in exchange for the Evans family's survival was worthwhile.

He had come to that decision upon entering the room. It was hard to watch Dylan in pain, and he turned to Matthew.

"Mr. Grant, I've broken Dylan's leg because he committed a mistake. I apologize to you, and I hope for your understanding."

Matthew's eyes were ice-cold. "Do you expect me to forgive you so you can continue to push my limits?"

Twice, he spared the Evans family. This time, he decided to teach them a lesson they'd remember for the rest of their lives.

Without saying a word, he raised his fist to fight, taking Justin by surprise. Immediately, Justin grabbed a fruit knife from the coffee table.

Matthew raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "You want to fight me? I'll give you a chance."

Justin didn't respond to him. Instead, he raised the knife and stabbed Dylan's chest.

The blade plunged into Dylan's chest. He let out a blood-curdling scream with a twisted look of disbelief as he stared at Justin.

He thought his father was going to fight Matthew, but the old man turned on him instead. His mind went completely blank. He couldn't think straight.

The other members of the Evans family stared at Justin, their mouths hanging open in shock. They were too stunned to react and terrified by the cruelty displayed by Justin, who had just stabbed his own son.

Justin yanked the knife out from Dylan's chest without warning. Blood gushed from the wound, dripping onto the floor and pooling on the floor.

Ignoring Dylan's screams, Justin gripped the bloodied fruit knife and said to Matthew, "I told this unfilial son of mine that the Evans family would withdraw from all conflicts among the cultivators. But he didn't listen and offended you, Mr. Grant. Today, I will make amends to you by taking his life."

Matthew's eyes flashed with surprise. He had killed before and was not one to flinch at bloodshed, but this time, it was different—he was witnessing a father killing his own son. It brought on some conflicted emotions.

The act went against all natural instincts, and for a moment, even Matthew felt a strange pang of guilt, as though he was being too harsh on the Evans family.

Matthew's expression remained cold. "I am not a gracious man. I believe in 'an eye for an eye'. I always get even. The Evans family had better be careful.

"Who knows? I might have a little too much to drink someday, and if I recall this incident, I might wipe out your entire family."

Stopping Justin from killing Dylan gave Matthew no satisfaction at all. He uttered a harsh warning out of frustration.

Justin, who had just felt relieved for winning the gamble, froze at Matthew's words. The joy of survival was instantly replaced by a deep-seated fear.

Matthew could get drunk at any time, and when he did, he might make good on his threat. That would spell doom for the Evans family. They were now walking on thin ice, ready to fall at the slightest nudge.

An idea flashed through Justin's mind. He turned to the rest of the family and waved. "All of you, get down on your knees!"

Without hesitation, the members of the Evans family fell to their knees before Matthew.

Pressing his forehead to the floor, Justin pleaded, "My entire family pledges our support and loyalty to you, Mr. Grant. We hope you won't see us as a burden. Please give us a chance to atone for our sins!"