Chapter 2082 Counseling the Little Monk


    In a room filled with awkwardness, Matthew finally applied thest needle, his forehead already


    covered in sweat. Although the application of the needles was only to expel the disrupted nimbus flow


    in L''s body, most experienced doctors were capable of this treatment as well.


    As much as it was a simple treatment process, he would rather treat Old Mr. Bane of his illnesses with


    his organs as this uplicated process was exhausting for him.


    Almost ten minutester, he observed that the disrupted nimbus energy in L had been expelled and


    deftly retrieved all the silver needles. After the treatment, she recovered more than halfway, and her


    cheeks were slowly turning rosy.


    Then, Matthew gave her a pill for internal injuries, picked up the nket, and ced it over her. "Miss


    L, I''m going to check on others. Rest well," he said and made a run for the door without waiting for


    an answer from her.


    In the bedroom, L was the only one left within, and when she recalled her half-naked state during


    the treatment and the feeling she felt when Matthew touched her sensitive spots earlier, her face


    burned brightly all of a sudden. "Goodness, it''s so embarrassing!" she muttered and buried her cheeks


    into the nket.


    Meanwhile, Matthew left the bedroom and checked the situation outside. The people from Thunder


    n had already escaped from the courtyard, and only a few mildly injured people remained, treating


    and helping others who were more severe than themselves.


    When he swept his eyes over the courtyard, he suddenly halted before Paintaker, who was quiet in a


    corner with his injuries, hanging his head low.


    "Hey, how are you doing, little monk?"


    Upon hearing his question, Paintaker rose to his feet and answered something unrted to the


    question, "Mr. Larson, I couldn''t protect everyone."


    Even Matthew was confused by his statement, which came out of nowhere. Seeing the confusion on


    his face, Paintaker recounted the events that took ce earlier.


    Only after hearing the whole story did Matthew understand what happened. So, this little monk thinks


    that he opened up a door of opportunity for the enemies because he didn''t injure them in the beginning,


    resulting in L''s internal nimbus going deranged and his friends getting hurt. Besides feeling guilty,


    he''s also traumatic.


    "Let me ask you, Paintaker. If a ferocious tiger wants to hurt a man, will you interfere and help?"


    Without hesitation, the little monk nodded, and Matthew continued with another question, "How will you


    help, then?"


    Paintaker thought about it for a moment before answering with a serious face, "I''ll drive away the


    ferocious tiger and save the man in danger."


    Nodding, Matthew asked again, "But what if the ferocious tiger is determined to hurt the man? Are you


    nning to sacrifice yourself together with the man in danger?"


    Right after his exnation, the look on Paintaker''s face changed dramatically, and he lowered his head


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    in deep thought. After a long while, he lifted his head again, but the depression and self-me in his


    eyes earlier vanished and were reced by a brightened look. "Thank you for your advice, Mr. Larson.


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    Meanwhile, the little monk took out all sorts of herbs and medication, slowly attending to his wounds.