The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 265

Silas tossed the money back and said, "Take it back."

His progenitors had established a rule that restricted him to treating patients at the clinic. He couldn't make house calls. Despite not knowing the rule's specific purpose, he had always abided by it.

The proffered 10 thousand dollars was irrelevant to him. If his goal had been to make money, he would've made a fortune long ago. He wouldn't have had to scavenge to get by.

The man's voice turned sardonic. "What's the matter? You think that's chump change? Not enough for you to make a house call? Here's more, then!"

As he spoke, he pulled out two wads of cash and dropped them on the desk. "Money is not a concern for me, but you've got to head out soon. If you cure my father, there will be no trouble. You'd better choose wisely."

Silas furrowed his brow. "I repeat, I do not make house calls. If your father is seriously ill, call 911. If he's not, you can bring him here and let me see him.

"Money is not a concern for you, nor for me. I won't go no matter how much you offer."

The man in shades was furious. He pointed at Silas and hissed, "300 thousand dollars. I'll give you 300 thousand dollars. How about that?

"Go and see my father. Regardless of whether you can treat him, I'll give you 300 thousand dollars upfront. Happy now?"

Silas was exasperated. He had repeated himself so many times, yet it was as if the man was deaf. He had completely ignored his words. Silas' anger flared, and he asked, "Can you hear me?"

The man in shades replied anxiously, "I need you to treat my father as soon as possible."

Having received no answer to his question, Silas asked again, "Can you hear me? If you can't, I'll stop talking. If you can, answer me!"

The man nodded. "I can hear you."

Silas nodded. "Since you can hear me, I'll repeat once more I don't make house calls. Stop wasting time here and delaying your father's treatment. It's not worth it."

The man looked at Silas with a fretful expression and suddenly lunged at him. His fist connected with Silas' head, knocking him out with one punch. Then, he carried Silas off.

All the patients there were gobsmacked.

"What's he doing? He said he didn't want to go. Why did he abduct him?"

what do we do? We can't

I came all

many patients grumbled all they could. Nonetheless, Silas was gone, and they couldn't do anything

place,

did not see Silas. Assuming that Silas had gone to the bathroom, he explained to some of the patients who were losing patience, "The doctor might have

Abducted?

true? I saw him

man with sunglasses said his father was sick, and he wanted

Dr. Solomon said he doesn't do that. Eventually, the man in sunglasses knocked him out and carried him off. They got into a black

A black car?

speeding car he had seen when he arrived. He promptly rushed out of the clinic, got to his car, and put the pedal to

Go faster. I need to

speed, snatching the attention

after five minutes of pursuit, there was still no

there was only one road. Matthew didn't have to worry about the car turning onto

he finally saw that car. He immediately slowed down and followed

car slowly left downtown

villages had been torn down, and their inhabitants had relocated. The car at the front headed for

on the entire road. Worried that the person ahead would notice him, Matthew slowed down and

dirt. No one had cleaned them up. The

front of the house. Many and varied footprints covered the entrance. It was obvious that quite a few people were staying there. Atop the main entrance were security cameras. There were surveillance devices all around the yard. The place seemed to be a heavily fortified stronghold. Matthew realized the gravity of the

he reached the entrance, a

man walked out of

face. He seemed quite tough.

the fuck are you

replied coldly, "Watch

with that shit! This is my house. You're not welcome. Scram! Don't come looking

say it again-watch your mouth. I hate it when people

smile

face. He bent

from the