Master of Medicine The Saintly Healer

Rachel was infuriated. “Why should we leave? Our company rented this factory with a ten–year contract and paid three years of rent in advance. You can’t just tell us to leave.”

Hank smirked. “That’s because I’m Hank Foster. If you don’t want trouble, you’d better get out of my face.

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Rachel’s face turned pale in fright. Hank was a thug, so trying to reason with him was pointless.

The security guards employed by the company had families to look after. They wouldn’t want to get involved with thugs like them.

But regardless, the Carter family’s bodyguards were loyal to Malcolm. Rachel thought long and hard, but she couldn’t figure out a way to solve this problem.

Matthew knew talking to th

wasn’t going anywhere. He took Rachel’s hand and said, “Let’s go back first.”

Rachel felt reluctant. She looked at Hank and asked, “Did I offend someone, or is this about money?”

Even though Rachel was leaving, she wanted to ascertain the reason first. Then she could come up with a solution to deal with the problem.

Hank looked menacing, and his gaze was vicious like a beast. “You’re too naive to be this bold. The guy next to you is already so scared. He asked you to leave because he knows it’s dangerous. When he has already chickened out, why are you still asking questions?”

Feeling even less confident, Rachel frowned and glanced at Matthew.

Matthew coaxed, “We should go; we won’t find answers here.”

A hint of disappointment flashed in Rachel’s eyes. She couldn’t believe Matthew was more afraid of Hank than she was. If she had known, she wouldn’t have brought him along.

Rachel gave up on immediately dealing with the problem and turned to the workers. “Go back to the company. If you’re not feeling well, talk to Tracy to get a doctor’s appointment. We’ll handle the rest later.”

The workers left dejectedly.

Matthew started the engine and waited for Rachel to get into the car before driving off.

After turning into a corner, Matthew stopped the car and got out. “You’ll have to drive back on your own.

Rachel was still upset. After Matthew told her to drive, she asked, “Where are you going?”

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Matthew paused for a moment and replied, “I’m from Lambda City, and I know a few people. I’ll get someone to take care of this.”

Rachel’s expression softened a little. Even though Matthew was a coward, he would still work on the issue at hand.

“Alright, I’ll head back to the company first. Get someone to deal with it, and don’t be stingy with the payment. No matter how much it costs, I’ll reimburse you.”

Matthew sported a smile and nodded. “Got it.”

After leaving a few words of advice, Rachel drove off.

Matthew watched as Rachel left. He then turned and walked back after her car was completely out of sight.

When he returned to the factory’s entrance, the security guards from earlier had already dispersed. Only four of them remained at the entrance, and Hank was nowhere to be seen.

Matthew walked up to the entrance. “Where’s Hank? Tell him someone is here for him.”

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A security guard went to the security office and came back shortly after. Hank and a group of other guar with him.

Hank was taken aback to see Matthew standing at the entrance alone. He lit a cigarette and took a long drag.

With the cigarette in his mouth, Hank came up to Matthew and scoffed. “Why the hell didn’t you leave? Are you courting death?”

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Right after Hank finished his sentence, Matthew suddenly slapped him. The slap was loud and crisp, and Hank’s vision went black as his cigarette hit the floor.

He staggered and barely managed to stay on his feet. Holding his face in disbelief, he snapped, “How dare you hit me? You must really have a death wish!”