The Great Medical Saint

Seeing that only Evan was present, Rachel felt relieved because handling one person was much easier.

She sat on the couch and got straight to the point. "Our company's sales representative offered you a million dollars, and you refused. So, how much do you want?"

Looking at Rachel's pretty face, Evan said, "A pretty woman is asking, so I should show some respect. But I'm a reporter, and my job requires me to expose your company.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"The willow bark extract could potentially turn patients into comatose. You can't ignore the dangers just to make money!"

Rachel was taken aback for a moment because she hadn't expected him to say this.

It sounded righteous, but she found it ridiculous. Wasn't he just using it as an excuse to ask for more money?

"There's no one else here, and I'm not recording this. Stop deceiving yourself. Mike has already told you it was his misuse of the drug because he hadn't known that the patient had hyperthyroidism. "Also, the patient wasn't really in vegetative state. So, a few acupuncture sessions had cured him. Just tell me how much do you want?"

Evan shook his head. He said arrogantly, "I don't care. I've already written my interview piece. I will report it truthfully."

Rachel's gaze grew cold. She said, "This is slander and defamation. I can get Mike to clarify, and if we go to court, you'll not only have to apologize but might also pay damages."

Evan nodded and replied, "Yes, I know, but I'm still going to report it. Once my report is out, many news accounts will repost it. No matter how much you spend to clear it up, this new drug will be finished!"

Rachel was very furious. She asked, "What exactly do you want? Does our company hold a grudge against you? Or do you think the money is not enough?"

Although Evan was shameless, he spoke the truth.

Once the news spread, no matter how much she spent on clarifications, a rumor about the new drug potentially making people fall into a coma ruin it. She wanted to know what Evan truly wanted.

Evan sneered, "Give up on this drug."

Rachel stood up abruptly and asked, "Which company sent you?"

Her first thought was that a competitor had sent him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a demand.

Evan responded indifferently, "Think whatever you want, but this drug is finished. The reason I called you here was to tell you something else.

"I wanted to tell you to stop developing traditional medicine. No matter how many medicines you develop, it will always end like this."

He then stood up and left.

Rachel's expression was cold, and Tracy looked even worse. As they watched Evan leave, they didn't know what to do.

Matthew reached out his hand to stop Evan. "Hold up! What you're doing is illegal. Have you considered the consequences?"

Feeling smug, Evan said slowly,

"Illegal? So what? My lawyer told me the worst that could happen is a fine of 20thousand dollars. That's

chump change!"

At that moment, the door opened, and Patrick walked into the room.

Evan's face paled slightly when he saw Patrick. He said, "Patrick, you told me to get lost, so I changed the rooms. If you want this room, I leave now and let you have it!"

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Patrick glanced at Evan but ignored him.

He respectfully said to Matthew, "Mr. Grant, you left in a hurry earlier and didn't take my phone number. I'm here to give my number to you so that you can get in contact with me."

Matthew knew Patrick wanted to repay the favor for saving his life, but he had more important matters at that moment.

He said, "Can't you see I'm in a bad mood? Get lost. I'm dealing with something important."

Patrick's eyes widened. He said, "Who dared to upset you? Just let me know, Mr. Grant. I'll take care of him!"