The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 268

Rhett had a gun. He had wanted to draw it since a long time ago.

However, it would have taken too long to draw the gun and pull the trigger. Matthew could have dodged his shot by taking a single step behind the wall. He couldn't possibly kill Matthew in such a short time.

That was why he had used ten billion dollars as bait. He had been waiting for Matthew to become overwhelmed with joy after getting the money. He would've then seized the chance to kill him. The ten billion dollars would have remained his.

Regardless, he had miscalculated. The first thing Matthew had done after receiving the money was to attack him.

Matthew sneered. "Ever since I saw you, I've been waiting for the opportunity to attack." He had been worried Rhett would hurt Silas; otherwise he would have attacked long ago. Rhett felt somewhat frustrated. "We were both scheming. My attack was slower."

Matthew looked around the room, saw

blade on the wall, and took it down. He unsheathed the blade. The long and narrow blade shone brightly with a cold glint.

Slowly, he placed the tip of the blade against Rhett's leg. He asked, "You said you weren't afraid of death. Is that true?"

Rhett broke out in a cold sweat. He had said that to distract Matthew. There was no way he wasn't afraid of death. He said, "You can ask me anything you want to know."

satisfaction. Since Rhett was afraid of dying, this would be easy. He asked, "Why did

raised his head and looked at Matthew. "Will you spare me

sparing you is fine, too. Whether or not you stay alive doesn't matter much to me. How about this? As long as you work with me and answer my questions, I won't kill you." Rhett stared into Matthew's eyes, trying to discern

even after

We abducted Silas because we're pushing the development of Willoris medicine. We're short of talented people, especially those with traditional knowledge." Matthew knew a little about that. Frankly speaking, Willoris medicine was traditional medicine. They had simply

Eastorians had gone to great lengths to take them away and treated them

silent for a while, he spoke again. "I remember that you have a plan. If I'm not mistaken, it is to oppose and stigmatize traditional medicine through propaganda. Is that

at him, astonished. "You... How did

to know what exactly your plan

He instantly thought Matthew was enigmatic. It seemed that Matthew knew much more than

I know

to stigmatize

becomes less and less profitable, we could

practitioners we'd get a large

farmers. The entire traditional herb

service to

have another plan, which few are privy