Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3565

Matthew straightened up and glanced at Ryan.

"Mind telling me what really went down?" he asked calmly.

Something about Matthew's eyes—clear and direct—made it difficult for Ryan to dodge the question.

After a brief pause, Ryan gave a small sigh and decided to be honest. "I'm Mr. Donald's assistant—kind of like his right-hand man. Mr. Donald recently learned about some horrifying stuff happening in District 12. People were being used for experiments."

He shifted his tone, speaking more slowly now, "There's been an organ trafficking operation running in the area for a while. Mr. Donald tolerated it—barely. He didn't interfere as long as things stayed quiet. However, everything changed when he saw a kid. It couldn't have been older than nine. They drained the poor boy to death just to harvest his blood. That was the final straw."

As he spoke, Ryan rolled up his sleeve.

The skin on his arm looked like it had been through hell. Raw flesh, deep rot, and bone showing through in places.

"This happened when we were escaping the lab. Someone threw a chemical at me—I don't know what it was, but it started eating through my arm."

He looked at the wound with a hollow smile.

Matthew stepped closer and took a better look. Without saying much, he reached into his coat and pulled out a small bottle. "Here. This should help. It'll hurt at first, though. This powder pulls out whatever poison or toxins are buried inside. So, it's going to sting."

Ryan blinked, caught off guard by how casually Matthew offered a fix. He had been bracing for a lecture, or at the very least, a warning about amputation.

"Seriously? Thank you, Mr. Larden."

He took the bottle, opened it, and immediately poured the yellow powder over his wound.

Ssshh!

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