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.

Rachel's words, Matthew nodded.

doesn't treat anything isn't medicine. Yet you still expect to earn billions from it? You've

cold

have

high blood pressure, and it's suitable for mass production. You're so smart, so you tell me which s more

this, Jeffrey shot up from his seat and knocked over his chair,

looked at Matthew in disbelief. "Do you seriously have a formula to treat high blood pressure?" Rachel had also sat

right. I have a formula

Seemingly in a battle with his own

the end, he made up his mind and asked, "Are you selling

"I'm

she faintly smiled. It was

smile

me for what I said earlier No matter the

formula to me.