The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 939

Excited at the sight of Melissa crying, Timothy's breathing grew shallow and rapid. He reached out to take off her pants. "The more you cry, the more you tempt me. Just do what I ask, and I promise to give you a promotion and a raise…"

Cackling loudly, he was about to pull down her pants when someone showed up in front of his eyes.

Shocked, Timothy looked up. He saw an unfamiliar face, causing him to ask in fear, "W-Who are you? Why are you in my office?"

Matthew kicked Timothy in the face without warning. Timothy, seeing stars and feeling dizzy, held his cheek.

He yelled at Matthew, "W-Who are you? How dare you hurt the department head of the Clemency Hospital? Do you understand the consequences?"

Matthew scoffed at the mention of consequences. "Well, your consequences would be—extreme pain!" Holding a needle, he pricked Timothy's skin. 20 or so needles followed, poking across Timothy's body.

When Matthew removed the needles, Timothy let out an agonizing scream. Grabbing his shoulder, he rolled off Melissa and curled up in the corner. He looked at his shoulder and saw it was stained with blood.

The excruciating pain made his expression twist. Glaring at Matthew, he growled, "W-Who exactly are you? Don't try anything funny! I can get the hospital to compensate you if this is about a dead family member! Please calm down!"

Calm down? The look in Matthew's eyes steeled. "Ain't no way I'm going to calm down!" With that, he charged at Timothy and inserted the 20 needles into Timothy's face.

Timothy shrieked in agony. "Fuck… Are you insane?"

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