The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 89

Jeffrey earnestly said, "Yes, I'm buying it as part of my collection. Let me be straight with you. I've five formulas for treating high blood pressure in my safe at home.

"You can't ask for an outrageous price just because you have a formula. I expect a reasonable price from you."

Matthew was taken aback. Jeffrey had five effective formulas for high blood pressure in his possession, but he didn't manufacture those drugs. Instead, he chose to manufacture an ineffective one.

Jeffrey would indeed go to any lengths to make money.

Matthew was resolved to keep the formula from Jeffrey. "I won't sell it for any price."

Jeffrey slowly recomposed himself. "Everything has a price. If something isn't for sale, it just means the offer isn't high enough.

"Since you work as a chauffeur, I'm sure you're struggling at home. How about five million dollars? That's enough to change your life.

"With that money, you can buy a car, the latest phone, or even a house. You'll live a happy life."

Matthew was amused. He had ten billion dollars, so five million dollars meant nothing to him.

He looked at Rachel and nonchalantly remarked, "Look at my future wife; she's great at making money. With her around, I'll have everything—money, a fine woman, luxuries like phones, houses, and cars. I don't need your five million dollars!"

Rachel chuckled. She initially planned to work with Jeffrey. But after learning that Matthew had a formula of his own, she changed her mind.

She couldn't suppress her laughter at Matthew's comment. When she realized her blunder, she hurriedly covered her mouth.

Rachel looked away, but her constant trembling gave away how hard she was trying not to laugh.

Jeffrey clenched his teeth. It was clear that Matthew was using Rachel to get on his nerves.