Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3682

Nathaniel slowly lifted his foot from Elijah's chest.

Then, he reached into his pocket and pulled out two small packets of white powder.

"Gideon, aren't you going to come and greet your master?"

His movements were leisurely, without the slightest sense of urgency.

Even his voice was relaxed, albeit as cold as ice.

A figure emerged from a shadowy corner, dragging himself forward as though he were a walking corpse.

Gideon collapsed to his knees at Nathaniel's feet with a heavy thud. He kept his eyes down, not daring to meet Elijah's gaze.

"Master… I've been exposed!"

"Y-You son of a… cough…" Elijah spat, veins bulging in fury. "Y-You useless piece of… cough… You did this on purpose, didn't you!? You set me up!"

Seeing the man whose failure had doomed him, he was so enraged that he nearly passed out on the spot. A violent cough wracked his chest, causing him to hack up a mouthful of blood.

Nathaniel untied the ropes binding Gideon's wrists, then handed the two packets of white powder to the trembling man.

There was no need to guess, Gideon knew exactly what those packets contained—Poison.

His hands trembled as he froze in place, unable to bring himself to take the offered items.

"What?" Nathaniel barked, his voice laced with impatience. "Do you want me to feed you myself?"

Hands trembling violently, Gideon took the poison from Nathaniel.

Fine, he thought bitterly. I'll eat it.

So what if it's double the dose? At least I'll die quickly!

His expression was that of a man facing his death with tragic dignity—a martyr who had accepted his fate.

But Nathaniel wasn't done.

"Where are your manners?" He interjected coldly. "Don't you know? You should feed your master first!"

Elijah, still coughing up blood, felt his heart seize in panic at those words.

Wait, I have to take some too!?

Gideon did not dare to disobey.

"Forgive me, Master."

Raising his hand, he seemed ready to pinch Elijah's nose to force the poison down.

"Y-You… You're betraying me—" Elijah choked, eyes widening in disbelief.

But something in Gideon had changed in that moment.

Glaring at Elijah with pure venom and hatred in his eyes, he seemed like a completely different person altogether.

He clamped one hand down on Elijah's nose and forced Elijah's mouth open, swiftly pouring the poison down Elijah's throat with his other hand.

As if that wasn't enough, he even grabbed the flask at his waist and sloshed the alcohol down Elijah's throat to make sure the poison went down smoothly.

Elijah thrashed violently, shaking his head to resist.

But Gideon ignored those desperate attempts of resistance, determined to kill Elijah.

The years they spent working together, the loyalty and duty he once upheld—everything was gone.

"Elijah!" He roared, voice trembling with long-held fury. "You oppressed me for years! You even insulted my wife and children!

"You constantly sent me to the front lines to risk my life for you, but you've never given me a d*mn thing in return!

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