The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 255

"And he must tell me that he was wrong! Then, I'll consider the matter settled."

Emmanuel also wanted to seize the opportunity to make Matthew bow his head to him. Only by doing so could he drive Peace Clinic away. "Matthew, this is your chance. As long as you slap yourself a hundred times, your new drug can enter the hospital!" Matthew's gaze was icy, and just as he was about to speak, a voice came from beside him. "How dare you ask Dr. Grant to slap himself?"

Emmanuel turned to see Lance and was momentarily stunned. He then hurriedly went over to shake the latter's hand. "Mr. Stanford, what are you doing here? Why didn't you inform us you were coming? I could've gone to get you." Lance slapped Emmanuel's extended hand away and said sternly, "Didn't you ask Dr. Grant to slap himself? Now that you're a hospital director, you've become lawless!"

Emmanuel turned pale from fear and hurriedly explained, "Mr. Stanford, it wasn't me... It was Baxter who had a misunderstanding with Dr. Grant. I don't even know what happened between them. You've misunderstood me!" Upong realizing that Lance was supporting Matthew, Baxter was frightened silly. "Mr. Stanford, I-I... was just talking nonsense. I was just joking with Dr. Grant. Don't take it seriously!"

Lance replied coldly, "There's no use apologizing to me. You should apologize to Dr. Grant!"

Baxter nodded repeatedly. "Yes, I'll apologize to Dr. Grant. I'll apologize to him right now."

With that, he went up to Matthew and said, "Dr. Grant, I was talking nonsense just now. Please don't take it to heart."

Matthew responded coldly, "Get lost!"

face. "I was wrong. I'm an idiot.

himself so fiercely, Emmanuel was terrified. How did Matthew

drug can be sent to the hospital tomorrow-no, today. I'll immediately arrange for the warehouse to receive it and notify every attending

this turn of events. She didn't have time to think and just wanted to complete the task, so she took out a contract. "Good. Let's

didn't even look through the contract and signed

signed, Matthew coldly shouted at Baxter, who was still slapping himself,

felt like he was granted amnesty. "I'm leaving. I'm leaving right now. Goodbye, Mr. Stanford. I'll go to your

He then left hastily.

approached Lance and said, "Mr. Stanford, I'll bring Baxter to your house to apologize in

the implication of coming to his house to apologize; it essentially meant them bringing gifts. These two fools at least knew what

the door as if he had stolen something and feared that

three customers remained at

sat down and waved at a distant

a pour-over coffee set. Holding a gooseneck kettle, he gracefully poured water

Matthew a

smiled and thanked