Chapter 965

Matthew slowly withdrew his hand and fixed his cold gaze on Francis. "Quit acting friendly. Just answer my question. Do you think I earn more than 350 thousand dollars a month?" Francis diffidently responded, "Y-Yes. You earn way more than that. I only make 350 thousand dollars a month, and you charge 20 million dollars for curing one patient. Even the total income of all the doctors here still doesn't compare to yours." Matthew sternly stated, "If that's the case, you know what to do. Just head to the toilet and eat shit." Francis' expression was paled with embarrassment. He stammered, "I-I was wrong, Mr. Grant. You're incredible at medicine, like a miracle doctor. "With my medical skills, I don't even deserve to be in the same conversation as you. Let me off the hook, please." Matthew coldly responded, "I'm not a pushover, so I can't just let you go. Do what you need in the restroom." Francis kicked himself so hard for that. If he had known Matthew was a miracle doctor in Lambd