The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 588

What a bastard… Upon hearing Matthew's remark, Levi clenched his teeth in anger. "My dad passed away. Isn't that a bit over the line?"

Matthew coldly stated, "Taking modern medicine for high blood pressure is basically prolonging your death. There are traditional medicines to cure it, but you stole the formula for the money. You're the being outrageous here. You're the reason for Mr. Lancaster's death."

Levi suddenly yelled, "You're full of shit! It's just a coincidence. I had no idea Liverlight Pill could treat high blood pressure, or I wouldn't have let anyone take away the formula."

Matthew snorted. "You have high blood pressure too. Besides causing Mr. Lancaster's death, you made things worse for yourself. You deserve it."

Levi was flabbergasted. Mitch had already passed away because of high blood pressure, and he knew he was staring at the same fate.

Thinking about it, Levi felt a chill run down his spine. With a hopeful tone, he asked, "If I take Liverlight Pill, will my condition get better?"

Matthew disapprovingly shook his head. Why was Levi still doubting it at his stage?

"You still don't trust my words, huh? Jerome offered me 10 million dollars and begged for me to treat him. Do you think he's stupid?"

Levi was in deep thought. The old Jerome was a sly fox, and he wouldn't go for it unless he was confident it'd work. The fact that Jerome was willing to pay proved that Matthew was genuinely skilled in medicine.

So, Levi straight-up decided to get the formula back. It wasn't for the others but for his own sake. "Alright. Let's hurry up and get the formula back. I still need to go back home for the funeral."

Matthew hit the gas and kept driving. Meanwhile, Levi sat in the backseat with a mix of emotions. One moment he looked heartbroken, the next he seemed anxious, sighing every now and then.

Mitch was no longer with Levi. His future looked bleak, and he also had high blood pressure. To make matters worse, he was forced to visit the Fuller family for the formula. Whether he got it or not, it'd still offend them.

The car drove on the road for a while when Levi suddenly said, "How about this, Mr. Grant? When we reach Kenneth's place, don't reveal your identity or purpose right away. Just tell them you're my chauffeur.

"As I head over to get the formula, you knock me out as soon as they open the safe. Then you can ask Kenneth for the formula back."