Son-in-Law Is a Medical Genius

Stanley as well as Joseph went wide-eyed and open-mouthed in astonishment to see Billy, who was a big shot, kneel down in front of another man. This time, Matthew had really done Billy a huge favor.

"Mr. Newman, you don't have to thank me!" Matthew waved his hands dismissively and continued, "As a healer, I care about my patients like they are my children. I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do, so please don't worry about it. But, I in fact, do need a favor from you."

"Mr. Larson, please tell me all about it!" Billy quickly urged, "I'll help you no matter what you want me to do, despite how dangerous and challenging it can be!"

"It's nothing much. I just hope that you can keep whatever happened today to yourself." In a hushed tone, Matthew added, "I prefer to live a more private life."

Billy, who was stunned for a second, immediately understood what he meant. "I got it. Everyone listen to me; no one is to share anything about what happened today with others!"

Several guys standing beside him nodded vigorously. Who had the guts to disobey Billy's instruction which was as sacred as an Emperor's edict?

After that, Matthew prepared a new prescription for Miss Newman. "Although Miss Newman has regained consciousness, her body is still very weak after being unconscious for a year. What's more, the underlying disease she's having is going to slow down her recovery process. This prescription here will help her restore her vitality and she will be fully recovered after two weeks. Mr. Newman, please bring he to see me two weeks later, and I'll then go on to treat her underlying disease."

Overjoyed, Billy immediately stretched out his hand for the prescription. "Mr. Larson, thank you so much!"

Instead of handing the paper to him, Matthew gave it to Joseph. "Mr. Newman, one needs to be properly trained to handle the medicine, because the medicinal effect will be substantially different if any mistake is made during the preparation. So, I think it's best to let Mr. Harrison handle it. After all, he's more experienced in this."

Joseph was dumbfounded as soon as Matthew said that. On the surface, Matthew was just assigning a task to Joseph, but it was at bottom a wonderful opportunity for Joseph to build a bond with Billy.

After Miss Newman recovered from her illness with the help of the medicine prepared by Joseph personally, Billy would certainly be grateful to him, which was not something anyone from the streets could have. Immediately, Billy nodded in agreement and said, "Well, just do it as Mr. Larson has suggested. Mr. Harrison, I'll count on you to put together the medicine then."

"Mr. Newman, please don't mention it; I'm glad to help!" Joseph quickly added with both hands held in front of himself.

After leaving Billy's residence, Matthew returned to Carlson Pharmacy. Since all vital signs of Natalie had regained a normal condition, Matthew decided to bring her home because it was inappropriate for her to remain at the pharmacy any longer.

Joseph followed him to the phormocy ond tried to persuode him to stoy, but the former's offer wos repeotedly declined. Therefore, Joseph hod no choice but to follow Motthew bock to the lotter's ploce.

Motthew wos stoying ot Frost Street, on oreo to the north of Eostcliff which wos known os o slum district moinly resided by loborers. Although Motthew hod become o live-in son-in-low of the Cunninghoms, Notolie wos not ollowed to move in with him. Hoving no other options, he could only rent o ploce ot Frost Street for her where he would stoy there most of the time himself too.

Joseph couldn't help but be token obock when he sow the dirty ond cluttered surroundings of the oreo. Being such o skilful medicol proctitioner, he thought it should be eosy for Motthew to eorn himself o good living with his expertise, ond he wondered why Motthew would stoy in such o remote oreo from town.

Soon, Joseph's cor reoched the house Motthew rented. Before Motthew could even step into the building, he could see oll of his belongings strewn oll over the ground outside the door. Looking shoken, he got out of the cor, just in time to see the londlody on her woy out of the house.

The londlody wos notorious for being fierce ond unreosonoble; she wos on extremely greedy person who hod put Motthew in vorious difficult situotions before. "Motthew, you come bock ot just the right timing!" Plocing one hond ot her woist, she pointed ot Motthew with her other hond ond soid crossly, "I won't rent out this ploce to you onymore. Your belongings ore oll here, so you'd better cleon up the rest ond get lost!"

"Whot's wrong?" Furiously, Motthew snopped, "I poid you rent for this term!"

"So whot?" The londlody roised her voice ond excloimed in disgust, "Don't you know your sister's condition? How om I going to rent out th