The Greatest Man Alive By Maveric Bowman

Mr. MacMillan was stunned!
Everyone present knew he was the director of the Health Agency. However, this cold middle-aged man still beat him up!
Why was this man so confident as if he wasn't afraid of anything?
What kind of hospital would dare to offend the director of the Health Agency?
"You will soon know how big your trouble is. Which hospital are you from? Tell me your name!" Mr. MacMillan growled.
Ferran twisted Mr. MacMillan's hair, looked at him coldly, and said, "I am the director of the Fourth Affiliated Hospital to the
Rosefinch War Zone of the Darkflame Army of Hechland, Senior Colonel Ferran Wells!"
Mr. MacMillan sneered. "The Fourth Affiliated Hos..."
Suddenly, Mr. MacMillan froze, and then his pupils shrank violently. His subordinates were all silent and too scared to speak.
"You... You must be lying! I know the Rosefinch War Zone never asked for medicines from private companies!" Mr. MacMillan
came back to his senses and immediately shouted.
Ferran threw Mr. MacMillan away, and Mr. MacMillan hit Ferran's Jetta. He raised his head and saw an entry permission on the
windshield of this ordinary Jetta, which made him tremble again. He even forgot about his pain.
Immediately afterward, Mr. MacMillan saw a lean old man in his late sixties sitting in the back seat of the car. The old man was
looking at him indifferently.
"Mr... Mr. Wordsworth." Mr. MacMillan called out tremblingly.
Mr. Wordsworth noticed that Mr. MacMillan had seen him, so he didn't plan to sit in the car any longer. He opened the door and
came out unhurriedly.
Nathan didn't expect someone else in the car, so he was also taken aback.
Ferran went up and said, "Mr. Wordsworth, this guy deliberately blocked our medicine. I just learned from him that he had done
this on purpose!"

Mr. MacMillan was so frightened that he was almost out of his wits!
Mr. Wordsworth was just an ordinary medical soldier when he first joined the army, but as he treated more and more patients, he
gradually became more and more important. Those who were saved by him all supported him one after another to pay back his
kindness. Therefore, when he was in his fifties, he lived up to everyone's expectations, went from the Second Affiliated Hospital
of the Rosefinch War Zone to the General Hospital, and served as the director!
Although he was just a director of the hospital, he had the same prestige and status as a mighty general in the War Department.
"Ah, you must be Mr. Wordsworth. Hello, I've heard about your story for a long time!" Nathan walked up to greet Milo Wordsworth
with a smile.
Milo just nodded lightly at Nathan and didn't pay much attention to him.
Then, he turned around to look at Mr. MacMillan and said, "MacMillan, shouldn't you give me an explanation for this matter?"
Mr. MacMillan was so frightened that he was trembling all over.
He hurriedly got up and said, "Mr. Wordsworth, I... I didn't do it on purpose, and I didn't know that this batch of medicine would be
sent to the hospitals of Rosefinch War Zone..."
Milo said expressionlessly, "Tell me, what are you going to do now?"
Mr. MacMillan said, "I'll let these medicines go immediately. From now on, I will never interfere with the medicines sent to you by
Poly Pharmaceutical..."
Milo nodded and said, "Okay. You may leave."
Mr. MacMillan hurriedly said, "Thank you, Mr. Wordsworth!"
He couldn't afford to offend Milo, who was the director of the General Hospital of Rosefinch War Zone. Milo had a high status and
was also an influential man in the entire War Department.
Mr. MacMillan knew he shouldn't block these medicines. And if he continued to make a fuss, those big shots in the War
Department could crush him easily, no matter who his supporter was. Mr. MacMillan knew he would definitely be punished to
ease everyone's anger.
Ferran frowned in dissatisfaction and said, "Mr. Wordsworth, are you just letting him go like this?"

Milo said indifferently, "Didn't you beat him up just now? You should feel lucky that he won't sue you."
Mr. MacMillan trembled in fright and didn't want to stay here any longer. He scrambled and hurriedly called his subordinates to
leave Poly Pharmaceutical.
Seeing that the arrogant Mr. MacMillan was driven away, the employees of Poly Pharmaceutical couldn't help cheering. These
cheers sounded like slapping Mr. MacMillan's face.
He had lost his dignity at the Gloire Hotel last time, so he went to Poly Pharmaceutical to regain his confidence. However, he
ended up even more miserable with a broken nose bridge.
"Nathan, wait and see. This isn't over!" Mr. MacMillan hated Nathan so much.
Nathan could notice something in Milo's attitude.
The other party didn't get along well with Nathan. Otherwise, he would never let Mr. MacMillan go. Obviously, Milo didn't want to
interfere in this matter, especially since this matter also involved the superiors of the provincial government of Neva.
Nathan saw Mr. MacMillan leave and smacked his lips regretfully. "It's a pity to let him go just like that!"
He wanted Milo to crush Mr. MacMillan so that the special medicine Nathan co-produced with Sanchez Pharm wouldn't need to
be sent to Emperia City for inspection. It could be done in Neva province. In that case, it would save him more time and have
less trouble.
Milo heard Nathan's words, and he couldn't help but turn around and say with a faint smile. "You just stood aside and watched
the show, right?"
"Of course not. I knew you wouldn't need my help to deal with such a coward." Nathan shook his head and
smiled.
Then, he hurriedly turned around and said to the manager of the storage and transportation department, who was still in a daze,
"What are you waiting for? Move! Send the medicines to those hospitals as soon as possible!" "Oh, of course!" The manager
came back to his senses and hurriedly called his subordinates to start sorting out the medicines and delivering them.
Nathan said with a smile, "Since you're here, I should invite you in for a few drinks. Otherwise, the others might

blame me for being ignorant."
Milo sneered. "You really are ignorant!"
Nathan was stunned, then became a bit angry.
"I'm sure you could settle this matter yourself, right? Why did you wait until we got involved? Do you know what would happen? If
there were an urgent situation and some sort of medicine were missing, would you bear the consequence of losing our soldiers?"
Milo's face darkened. He looked at Nathan unhappily and questioned him in a cold voice.
Nathan smiled and said, "I had already explained to Mr. MacMillan about these medicines, and I had also seriously warned him
what would happen if he kept making things difficult for me. However, he chose to ignore
my warning. What else could I do?"
Milo had a bad temper.
And after hearing what Nathan had said, he became even more annoyed and scolded Nathan angrily. "Is that the reason for your
negligence?"