The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 128

The mention of the private enclosure made Jeffrey's throat run dry. Thinking about how he could have Rachel's delectable body entirely at his mercy, he was parched with lust.

His attempts to win her over these few years were to no avail, but this was his chance to have the woman he yearned for all to himself.

Jeffrey grew even more excited the more he thought about it.

"Ian, get this done right, and the villa in the western suburbs of Khoitwood will be yours."

Ian was thrilled. Knowing that his added offer had paid off, he said, "Rest assured, Mr. Smith. I won't let you down."

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Upstairs, Rachel and Shane had just signed the contract. They discussed the future prospects of traditional medicine before finally taking their leave.

Matthew exited the office and asked Rachel, "That's it for today, right?"

Rachel was in a pleasant mood. Looking pleased, she said, "Yes. You did a great job today. I'll treat you to a meal."

Matthew's performance today had more than exceeded her expectations.

His ingenious method of treating facial paralysis with rotten leaves yielded astounding results, and it won Shane over in a heartbeat. Otherwise, the renewal of their contract would've been impossible.

Chuckling, Matthew inquired, "That's it? No other plans?"

Other plans? Rachel suddenly recalled the way he gulped in the office. Her expression darkened as she stared at him.

"What other plans are you expecting?"