Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3579

Ryan's message couldn't have been clearer—it was practically spelled out.

I'm not a toddler!

Matthew gave a faint smile, saying nothing in return.

Instead, he simply pointed at the blood-soaked deck, still wet with shark blood.

"If you want this boat to make it through the deep-sea zone, you'd better start cleaning. Otherwise, the stench alone might get us killed before we even get properly underway."

When he heard Matthew's words, Ryan's face lit up with reluctant agreement.

Matthew gave him a firm, approving pat on the shoulder.

"Good luck."

With that, he turned and walked into the cabin, leaving Ryan alone on the deck.

Ryan looked out over the empty deck and the bloodstained planks beneath his feet.

He was instantly thrown into a spiral of self-doubt.

So, by "cleaning"... he meant me, by myself, didn't he?

And just like that, mop in hand, Ryan began scrubbing the deck—questioning every life decision that had brought him here.

As for asking Matthew to help clean up?

Ryan couldn't bring himself to say a word.

The man had just averted a life-or-death crisis. Complaining about deck stains felt absurd in comparison.

So, Ryan got to work like a diligent little honeybee.

It had been years since he'd done a job like this—scrubbing a ship.

Before Ryan had become Ronny's top steward, he had been little more than a slave.

Scrawny and frail, no one had wanted to buy him.

So, he'd been kept on a ship, doing grunt work—scrubbing decks, taking orders, and enduring beatings like some stray dog.

Everything changed the day he met Ronny, the man from Blackshore Island.

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