The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 208

Austin slumped on the couch inside the villa. Looking pale, he had bluish lips and swollen limbs. His eyes were bulging, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

His expression contorted in pain from time to time, leaving the people beside him trembling with fear.

Lately, Austin had a short fuse. Whenever he was in pain, he would lash out at anyone he saw and chew them out.

When he heard the doorbell, Austin snapped, "Who the hell is at the door? I'm not seeing anyone. Send them away."

The household staff responded, "I've already kept them out."

Lance Stanford stepped forward. "It could be people from the Carter family with the money, Dad. How about letting them in to see you?"

Austin couldn't take the pain anymore and smashed the cups. "I'm not seeing anyone, and I'm raising the price from 30 million dollars to 50 million dollars."

Lance furrowed his brows. He understood that Austin was in a lot of pain, but 30 million dollars was more than enough to smooth things over between the Smith family and the Carter family. Yet, Austin demanded 50 million dollars.

"Aren't you afraid of getting nothing in the end, Dad?"

Austin's face twitched, and his voice trembling. "Why would I get nothing? As long as the Smiths stay in the medical field, they'll need my help, unless they switch fields.

"You take care of it, but it's not happening without 50 million dollars."

Seeing Austin suffering and about to lose his temper again, Lance dared not to oppose him. "Alright. I'll go talk to Rachel right away."

Austin couldn't take the pain anymore. "I need pain relief. Increase the dosage."

The nearby nurses had the painkiller injection ready and hurried over to administer the injection.

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Rachel paced around the villa entrance. Upon hearing footsteps in the yard, she sported a smile and stood at the gate.

Lance walked to the gate and stared blankly at Rachel for a moment. Everyone had said that Rachel was as beautiful as a fairy, but Lance didn't expect her to be so stunning. After the first glance, he couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Are you Ms. Carter?"

Rachel flashed him a smile and replied, "That's me. I'm here to visit Mr. Stanford Senior."

Lance felt like it was a shame. After raising the fee from 30 million dollars to 50 million dollars, Rachel might just walk away.

What a pity. Rachel was so pretty, but Lance didn't get a chance to invite her inside for a chat.

After recollecting his thoughts, Lance beamed. "Dad mentioned that the Smith family is quite influential, and it'll take some serious effort. So, we need 50 million dollars."