The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 242

Matthew sat there silently. He wanted to see what these people were up to.

They came into the clinic and looked around, like rich people walking into a poor person's house for the first time. Their faces had expressions of disdain and mockery on them.

The leader was called Baxter Paulson. He was the associate dean of Medicare Hospital. He went up to Silas and sat down. He asked threateningly, "Do you own this clinic?"

Silas pointed at Matthew. "He does."

Baxter did not talk to Matthew. He said to Silas, "Are you the practicing doctor here?"

Silas nodded. In response, Baxter said coldly, "You will have no future here. Would you like me to offer you another job instead?"

Silas shook his head. "I'm perfectly fine here."

Baxter looked at him in disdain. "You definitely wouldn't be able to make five figures a month here. If you come to my hospital, I guarantee that you'll be earning five figures a month, and six figures for the whole year."

Silas shook his head. "I would have to prescribe your medicine and use your ticketing system. Patients who didn't need to be hospitalized will have to stay the night anyway, and those who didn't need surgery will have to get it done anyway."

Baxter was upset. "There are procedures in every place you work at. Rules make up the playing field. If you work in the hospital, you'll have to play by our rules."

Silas shook his head. "I won't go."

Baxter said coldly, "Think about it clearly. You won't be able to be a practicing doctor in Lambda City if you refuse this offer!"

Silas said indifferently, "I'll just beg for food if that happens."

Beg for food? Baxter laughed. "Some things are easy on the surface, but you'll be weeping when you actually do have to beg for food."

Silas smiled coldly. "Maybe you would, but I wouldn't."

Baxter scoffed. "You'll regret being so cocky!"

Seeing that his tactics wouldn't work on Silas, Baxter turned to Matthew. "Are you the owner of this clinic?"

Matthew nodded. "I am."