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The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 183

Tracy's voice made the forklift driver stop. Everyone in the courtyard turned to look at her.

John Hartton was only there to collect the herbs. He didn't usually need to attend to these things in person, but Sheldon had mentioned someone would try to stop them.

However, he didn't expect to run into a beauty like Tracy. It was a pleasant surprise. When he saw her beautiful face and voluptuous figure, he leered at her and approached her.

"I'm John Hartton of Hartton Logistics. It's a pleasure to meet you." He held out a hand as he spoke.

Tracy backed away. "I don't care who you are. Bison Herbs has purchased all the herbs here on behalf of my company, so you can't touch any of them."

John's hand hovered in mid-air, and he smiled awkwardly. "Why do you want these herbs, gorgeous? As far as I'm aware, no one's into traditional medicine anymore. You don't see traditional medicine practitioners in hospitals, and newspapers are always talking about how it's fake science.

"I haven't seen a traditional medicine practitioner for over a decade, let alone the general public. You're only going to suffer a loss by taking these herbs. Why not just let them go?"

Tracy smiled coldly. "Why are you purchasing them then?"

"To export them, of course. The citizens of our country may not believe in traditional medicine, but foreigners do. I'm just going along with what they want. I don't care whether it means anything to them. All I want is to make money," John said.

Matthew hadn't said anything thus far. He couldn't help but feel amused by John's words.

Going along with what foreigners wanted? There weren't that many fools in this world. Would anyone purchase something a second time if it hadn't worked the first time?

Tracy was the one in charge of negotiating with them, so he couldn't be bothered to say anything. He crossed his arms and stood there silently.

Tracy said coldly, "I don't care who you're going along with, but you can't touch any of our company's herbs."

John's smile slowly faded, and his gaze turned menacing. "I only deigned to talk to you because I thought you were pretty, chick. Don't take my kindness for granted. Do you think you guys are all that because you've chased the Smith family's guard dogs away?

"Do you fucking know who I'm purchasing these herbs for? They're people that you can't afford to offend. If you don't want to land yourself in hot water, you'd better fuck off right now!"

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