The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 88

Matthew looked at Jeffrey as if he was insane. How could he make money from rubbish that couldn't actually treat patients? That was as good as murder-but Jeffrey seemed to be flaunting it. This was such a pointless endeavor. To think Rachel was even considering working with Jeffrey.

Matthew ignored Jeffrey's sarcasm and turned to Rachel. "This product won't go anywhere. I'd advise against investing in it."

Rachel knitted her brows together. She respected Matthew's medical skills, but she felt he was clueless about running a business.

Some blood pressure medications out there were top sellers, and the business behind them made a fortune.

If the new drug outperformed the existing competitors in the market, it would make a significant amount of money.

The Carter family was in desperate need of a cash cow. Rachel had to make money to get their support.

After choosing her words carefully, Rachel said, "I still don't know much about this drug, Matthew. I'd like to know more about it."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Matthew's eyes. Even though Rachel was subtle about it, she had rejected his suggestion in the end.

meaning behind Rachel's words, Matthew

making ridiculous comments." Matthew noticed that Jeffrey was flattering Rachel while putting him down. He coldly said, "You know nothing about medicine. A drug that doesn't treat anything isn't medicine. Yet you still expect to earn billions from it? You've gone mad." Jeffrey mocked, "Do you really think being good at medicine makes you rich? It only makes you a doctor. You have no idea how the world operates, let alone

cold expression,

have a formula

high blood pressure, and it's suitable for mass production. You're so smart, so you tell me which s more profitable. A drug that doesn't work or

shot up from his seat and knocked over his chair, causing a

at Matthew in disbelief. "Do you seriously have a formula to treat high blood

coldly snorted. "That's right. I have a formula to treat

He fixed his gaze on Matthew, and his breathing became rapid. Seemingly in a

mind and asked, "Are you selling this

sneered. "I'm

response, Rachel's expression softened, and she faintly smiled. It

a smile

me for what I said earlier No matter the cost,

me. Of