The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 508

Matthew used to respect Dominic, but Dominic had completely drained it.

Dominic gritted his teeth, his facial muscles twitching. If anyone else called him that, Dominic would instantly flip out. But when Matthew said it, he could only nod and go along with it.

"You're right. Feel free to call me a brat."

Soon enough, Leo rallied about ten people. With more hands, the process of moving the bodies and cleaning the blood sped up.

Matthew stitched up Dominic's wound, stopped the bleeding, and applied some ointment.

After everything was taken care of, Matthew asked, "Were they supposed to be over 100 elite soldiers, brat? How come they are only a few enemies?"

After getting a pain relief shot, Dominic felt the pain ease significantly. However, his face remained pale, and his voice sounded weak.

"They're turning the entire city upside down to search for someone. If my guess is right, they're looking for Isaac."

Finding Isaac? Matthew was perplexed. "Is Horace unaware that Isaac is dead?"

Dominic shook his head. "Mr. Miles asked us to keep it under wraps. It's best he doesn't know. If he goes crazy with his troops, no one can stop him."

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Inside a villa, Horace sported a cold expression on his wrinkled face. With his hands behind his back, he kept pacing around.

Something wasn't right. Isaac had gone missing. Was he fooling around with a woman, or did something happen to him? Horace was more convinced that Isaac was messing around with a woman.

Isaac was Horace's grandson, and Matthew didn't know the influence the Wood family had when he made his move.

But now that Matthew learned that Isaac was Horace's grandson, Horace couldn't believe anyone would dare to harm Isaac.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the door. After a moment, a guard rushed in. "After asking around, we found out that Mr. Wood frequently went out with women. Sometimes, he'd disappear for a week or two, and people in the company got used to it."

It was only at this moment that Horace understood how little he knew Isaac. "Why was he gone for a week or two? What was he up to?"

The guard was speechless. "Sometimes he'd take a cruise out to sea, sometimes he led groups into the mountains, and occasionally he'd rent out hundreds of acres of grassland. At least, that's what the people in the company said. They might be exaggerating."

Seeing Horace look more and more upset, the guard panicked and scrambled to take back what he said.

Only now did Horace realize just how wild Isaac's lifestyle was. Those "gatherings" were probably just with women. Everything Horace spent his life merely imagining, Isaac had done.