The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 581

Jerome looked at Matthew. "Are you sure you want me to contact the higher-ups? If they show up, there's no turning back. Even Wealthwave Group might end up being kicked out of Lambda City."

Matthew fixed his cold gaze on Jerome. "Just go ahead and call him over."

Jerome nodded and pulled his phone out. "Hi, boss. Can you come over? I can't handle the situation."

On the other end of the line, a man's angry voice came through. "What the heck are you doing? Even at your age, you can't even get this right? I can't believe I have to step in myself. You're worthless."

With that, the call was ended.

Jerome's face darkened. Despite his age, he was still getting such treatment. He was so furious his hands were shaking, but he bit his tongue. One word from his higher-up could turn him into a nobody.

Jerome wanted to lash out at Matthew, but with the treatment on his mind, he figured it was better to suck it up than deal with erectile dysfunction for the rest of his life.

"Give it a minute. Boss will be here soon."

Upon hearing that, Matthew took a seat and waited with a grim expression.

Wyatt looked over at Matthew and then at Jerome, not sure what to do. He was still in a daze, trying to figure out who exactly Matthew was.

The private room was so quiet that everyone could hear the drop of a pin. The atmosphere in the room became awkward.

Jerome cleared his throat and forced a smile on his stiff expression. He picked up the coffee pot and poured a cup of coffee. Then, he brought it over to Matthew.

"I've got a few words to say that might sound a bit blunt. I'm not sure if you're okay with that."

Upon seeing Jerome's attitude, Wyatt got even more curious about Matthew's background, so he just stood aside quietly with curiosity.

Matthew thought Jerome wanted to talk about the formula, so he nodded. "Speak your mind."

Jerome took a pause as if he was mulling over how to phrase his word. He remarked, "Even though you're a great doctor, you're still a doctor at the end of the day. I need your help, so I'll be respectful. I can't afford to upset you.

"But my boss won't be polite with you. If you're adamant about getting Silvaris Pharmaceuticals' formula, you'll have a hard time sticking around in Lambda City."

A cold gleam flickered in Matthew's eyes. "I want to try."

Wyatt felt like he finally got a sense of who Matthew was. Apparently, Matthew was more than just hired muscle. He was also a doctor.

Wyatt couldn't hold back his snide remarks. "There are at least four thousand doctors in Lambda City, and you're just one of them. You're a nobody in front of the higher-ups. Do you have a death wish challenging them?"