The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 593

Kenneth let out a mocking smile as if he were a scholar looking at a fool. To him, Matthew was nothing more than a joke. "Why are you telling me that? Don't you think it's rather ridiculous?

"Not only am I a wealthy man, but I was also born into a prominent lineage and graduated from elite schools—did you really think I wouldn't know the basics of medicine?

"It's only because I know that traditional medicine can be used to save lives that I stored the formulas in the safe."

There was a trace of confusion in Matthew's eyes as he asked, "Then why'd you say that traditional medicine is outdated?"

At that, Kenneth shook his head and said, "Since you'd be a dying man, anyway, I'll let you in on a few things. When I said outdated, I meant the sales model, profit distribution, and source allocation of traditional medicine that's outdated.

"Traditional medicine can be grown by every single farmer, so its decline would be inevitable—all because peasants would never make real money. They're doomed from profiting at large no matter what kind of industry they are to dabble in.

"But modern medicine is different. Producing modern medicine requires building factories, investments, research, and… In any case, there's a market for it, and a peasant could never integrate into it because it's a market reserved for the wealthy and powerful.

"It's the sort of market where people like Levi can reap the benefits, and where people like me can easily and quickly accumulate wealth."

It was the first time Matthew had ever heard such a remark, and it went pretty deep. He thought that Kenneth made a lot of sense, but he quickly snapped out of it and said, "It's pretty simple, alright? You stole Silvaris Pharmaceuticals' formula, so why are you spewing all of this nonsense?"

Then, Kenneth huffed and said, "So what if I stole it? It just means that I can do so. The same goes for the situation you're in now—with a gun in hand, I can take your very life whenever I want.

"Though you're extremely good at fighting, you're outdated. Whatever—I shouldn't be wasting my breath with a dying man. You can go to hell!"

Right after Kenneth spoke, he aimed the gun at the center of Matthew's forehead and pulled the trigger.

As the gunshot echoed throughout the room, Matthew dipped and dived forward to tackle Kenneth's legs before he headbutted Kenneth onto the ground.

Before Kenneth could shoot again, Matthew rushed forward and punched him in the temples, which made him black out immediately.

The Fuller family didn't deserve to live any longer for the wicked deeds they had committed!

Matthew suppressed his anger with much effort and looked around the room. He then found a box loaded with cash and emptied it out onto the floor—stacks of cash piled up one after another into a mini hill.

Standing by the door, Levi had initially thought that Matthew was going to take the cash away. But seeing Matthew dump it out afterward, Levi felt a little wistful. What a shame—there were at least a few million dollars in there, but they're all lying on the floor now.

Matthew walked toward the safe with the empty box and placed all of the formulas into it. He had to take them all away, for they were formulas that could save lives—which were a hundred times more precious than the cash lying in the room.

Soon after, Kenneth regained consciousness and he frowned in blur and confusion as he held onto his head.

Once he saw Matthew clearing his safe of all its formulas, he got up and pointed accusingly at Matthew. "What are you doing? Those formulas not only include my family's but also other families from the Traditional Medicine Association.

"You'd be provoking not only the Fuller family but also the entire Traditional Medicine Association if you take those formulas away! Do you even know of the consequences you'd have to face?"