Mike continued, "That's because of my reputation and ability at work. Even if I'm wrong, even if I'm talking nonsense, readers will believe me because I have a PhD!
"Aren't you so skilled in medicine? Go ahead; publish a rebuttal in the newspaper. Let's see who the readers believe!"
Matthew was so furious that he clenched his fists. He said, "You deserve a beating!"
Mike sneered as he replied, "Yes, I deserve it. Even if I'm talking nonsense, do you dare hit me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Matthew punched him in the mouth. "I'll beat you to death!"
Mike's lip was busted from the beating. He gasped in pain. Then, he spat out blood mixed with two teeth onto the floor.
His face contorted with rage as he angrily shouted, "Fuck you! You dared hit me? You… you're finished! You—"
Before he could finish his sentence, Matthew punched him several times again.
Mike was beaten black and blue. Blood streamed from his nose and mouth, causing him to beg for mercy incessantly.
"Stop hitting me, please! I have a PhD… I can't show my face like this… It hurts… I know I was wrong! I'll retract my statements right away!"
Matthew stopped. He said, "Retract them in front of me!"
Mike wiped the blood from his mouth. Seeing Matthew's threatening gaze, he took out his phone and refunded the 300 thousand dollars.
He then made a call and put it on speaker, "Hello, Mr. Whitaker. I returned your 300 thousand dollars. I want to retract my statements, so please don't publish them."
Matthew looked at him with a cold expression.
Evan Whitaker's cold voice responded after a brief silence, "Dr. Abrams, the article has already been submitted. It's out of my hands. I have other matters to attend to. Goodbye."
Mike was dumbfounded as he looked at Matthew.
Matthew said gloomily, "Why are you looking at me like that? Keep calling!"
Mike said, "Okay." He called Evans again, but he had been blocked.
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