The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 194

Terry pushed aside the coffee the woman held out to him. When he saw Rachel, he immediately started telling her to leave. "Don't even bother saying anything, Rachel. I don't want to humiliate you. Leave!" Rachel had been smiling and was about to say something, but now, she could only swallow the words on the tip of her tongue.

After a brief moment of hesitation, she said, "I'm not trying to change your mind, Mr. Watson. I just want to understand the situation. I can make adjustments if there's anything you're unhappy with."

Her attitude was humble, but Terry wasn't moved. He shook his head and said, "I'm gonna pull out my investment no matter what you say. You'd better leave, or I'll call security!"

Rachel's expression shifted. Just then, Matthew smiled and said, "I'll talk to him."

She shook her head. "If I can't do it, you can't."

He acted like he didn't even hear her. He approached Terry and showed the latter his phone. Terry glanced at it, then stared at Matthew in shock. "I- Is this true?"

Matthew tucked his phone away and nodded seriously. Terry wanted to say something, but he swallowed his words when he glanced at Rachel.

Then, he pulled Matthew into the attached lounge, which had been converted into a bedroom. He shut the door behind them.

Rachel gaped at them. She couldn't believe Terry was willing to speak to Matthew and that they'd even gone into the lounge to speak privately. Even Terry's secretary was surprised by how quickly Terry's attitude had changed.

Inside the bedroom, Terry respectfully motioned for Matthew to have a seat. Then, he said, "I'm sorry for my earlier rudeness. May I know how I should address you?"

leisurely. "My surname is

smiled ingratiatingly. "Mr. Grant, please treat me. I...

erectile dysfunction. I promise I won't pull out my investment if

in acknowledgment. "Your problem is a little on the severe side. You don't just have weak kidneys and erectile dysfunction. I'm guessing that you've also tried many drugs like Viagra and the like, but none of them have worked. Am

people have weight issues, but they don't necessarily have erectile dysfunction. Why

you've met me today. I'll perform some

Matthew. His secretary was so fucking hot, but he couldn't even have a taste

his wife kicked up a fuss with him every night, clamoring about how he'd spent all his energy on

confide in anyone. Who could understand

the future. I'll do anything you want all you need to do

the top of Terry's head down to his pubic bone. After removing the needles, Matthew asked, "How

nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes!

a lot more spirited than before! From the moment you diagnosed what was wrong with me just by looking at me, I knew you were special,

buy

have

this!"

meal. If you want to resolve this problem for good, you're

laughed That's

house, and I can arrange for them to organize an auction just for

medical book with me. How about you help