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The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 964

At the drop of Matthew's voice, the entire hall fell into silence. Everyone looked at Matthew in surprise.

They knew that Francis wasn't just a mere doctor but had connections and power in Lambda City, so anyone who provoked him would end up in trouble.

At this moment in time, he got to witness a foolhardy young man who spoke outrageously rudely to Francis. He definitely had it coming for him.

Once he had recovered from the shock, Francis began to seethe. "Who are you? Do you even know what kind of consequences you'd have to suffer if you talked to me like that?"

Matthew simply replied, "I'm a traditional medicine practitioner. Didn't you say that you'd eat dirt as long as the monthly income of all the traditional medicine practitioners in Lambda City combined surpasses your monthly income?

"You were the one who said it, didn't you?"

Francis then nodded and said, "That's right. But are you able to tell me the total income of all the traditional medicine practitioners in Lambda City?"

Of course, Francis had thought this through before he threw out such words. He was no naive man, after all.

He knew that it was impossible to gather data on each and every single traditional medicine practitioner in Lambda City, which was why he boldly made a declaration. He knew he wouldn't be on the losing end of the stick.

Matthew casually stated, "I don't need to do that, because my income alone surpasses yours!"

"What? You mean your personal income? Impossible! There's no way you'd make more than 350 thousand dollars alone in a month!" Francis sneered.

He reached his peak when he was just a little more than 40 years old by practicing modern medicine. However, it wasn't the same with traditional medicine, where their income was based on their age and experience.

Usually, it would be the senior traditional medicine practitioners who received a higher income. Thus, Francis doubted that Matthew could make more than 350 thousand dollars a month when he looked to be in his mid-20s.

Matthew raised his brows, "You don't believe me, do you?"

Francis was sure that Matthew was just bluffing, so he said, "What's your proof? If you could show us evidence of it, then I'll eat dirt right away!"

Matthew then responded coolly, "You want evidence, right? I'll give it to you, then. You're Francis Pittman, right?"

Francis nodded. "That's right. Everyone here knows my name. Not only here, but every single citizen of Lambda City would know me if they regularly watch the news. As long as they are familiar with the medical world, they would know my name."

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