The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 25

Matthew admired Fred's strategy. However, it wasn't the right time to say that. He could only comfort Rachel.

"It's all right. Don't be afraid. I'm here. I'll help you if anything happens."

Rachel looked at Matthew and lost her confidence. "This isn't about curing diseases and saving lives. This is a business battle. You're just a doctor. You wouldn't understand even if I explained." She was already flustered, yet Matthew was boasting.

Matthew felt the need to reveal a little of his background. "I know a few people in Khoitwood. All of them are capable individuals. If you need help, I can introduce them to you. They will ensure you win this competition." Rachel shook her head. "It's not about my health. It's my career that's in trouble. Can these doctors you know help me?

"Don't make things worse, all right? I might not be able to return to the Carter family if I lose this battle. Even Grandpa might not be able to save me."

Realizing she couldn't just sit and wait, she said, "I need to visit the Lloyd family. I have a 50% chance of winning if they're willing to support me."

Matthew remembered someone from the Lloyd family. It was Hugo Lloyd.

Last year, Hugo had had a strange disease and sought treatment from Matthew. After three treatments, Matthew had completely cured Hugo. Hugo had been extremely grateful and sometimes visited him.

He had mentioned that his grandfather, Jake Lloyd, had started as a peddler and eventually became a businessman with shops all

the Lloyds Rachel was referring to were the same ones, things would be much simpler. "Rachel, are you referring to the Lloyd family, whose ancestor started out as a peddler?" Rachel nodded.

to me. It's just a matter of a

frowned. He was boasting

to boast and take on responsibility, which seemed manly but was

even Fred couldn't be sure of securing their support, yet Matthew claimed it was a simple

worse. The Lloyd family's support is crucial for my future and

isn't about treating illnesses. You..." Rachel sighed. Though she didn't want to sound harsh,

didn't want to listen to any more explanations,

didn't bother to explain further and followed her as she drove

there was an old manor with a sign that read "Lloyd Residence" on

was weathered and messy. It was

Rachel Carter, the president of Wealthwave Group. I would like

inside to inquire. While they waited, Malcolm and Quinn

her to react so quickly.

smiled and said, "Dad, didn't you already call ahead? Even