Chapter 747

Matthew nodded his head in reply. "I am. Look, if they earned two million dollars with a single bed each year, it must mean that they earn at least six to seven thousand dollars a day. Just the numbers alone scare me." Rachel laughed and said, "But they're nothing compared to you. They're only earning a few thousand dollars each day per bed, but you'd be asking for a billion dollars as the medical fees." Then, it finally hit Matthew—Rachel was referring to something else. But there were just some things that Rachel didn't know about. For example, he had never charged his inmates whenever he treated them when they were sick. Sometimes, he would even treat the inmates' family members for free, and Matthew only ever charged the rich if he were to cure them. Frankly, Matthew wasn't actually allowed to practice medicine because of the rules Nicholas had set. The latter had a more important task for Matthew to finish. Back then, Matthew couldn't tell what was more important than curing