Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1264

Thomas said, "But I don't approve of many aspects of your conduct. I hope you return to the right path and stop behaving in such an unorthodox manner. I'm saying all this for your own good. Do you understand?"

Andrew replied calmly, "In expertise lies mastery, Dr. Bozzelli. Beyond your seniority, receding hairline, and… generous midsection, what exactly qualifies you? Honestly, whether in medical skills or other areas, I don't see anything I need to learn from your lectures or guidance."

Logan, who had grown tired of Thomas's self-importance, chuckled. "Dr. Bozzelli, you're certainly a celebrity in Gabo Creek and Blumedale Hospital's medical community. Using your achievements to pressure others isn't exactly honorable.

"More importantly, those achievements don't give you any overwhelming advantage over Andy. Just his Moonlit Apothecary and the two breakthrough medicines he developed are accomplishments you couldn't hope to match!"

Thomas looked startled and turned to Bernard. "He's the man behind Moonlit Apothecary and those two remarkable medicines?"

Bernard reluctantly admitted, "Well… yes, they were, Dr. Bozzelli. However, Dr. Cedric Aicker, the medical genius at Jayrodale, was behind him. I believe everything was actually Dr. Aicker's work," Bernard added defensively.

Thomas cursed. "Bullshit! Jayrodale's Cedric is certainly skilled, but the Vitality Pills and Titan Essence Pills, especially the Titan Essence Pills, are beyond Cedric's capabilities and knowledge to develop!"

He looked at Andrew again, nodding with newfound respect. "In that case, you do have the credentials to sit at the same table as me. Come, let's go see Malcolm together."

Bernard sneered. "Andrew, you should be proud to receive even half a compliment from my mentor!"

Norman nodded repeatedly in agreement. "Mr. Lloyd, Dr. Bozzelli is known for his strict academic standards! Very few people ever receive his approval."

In the large room filled with various experimental equipment and medical supplies, Andrew finally met the renowned Malcolm of Blumedale Hospital. He was a kind-faced old man with a slightly hunched posture who was well into his 70s.

To Andrew's delight, he was not the only person he recognized in the room. There was also the petite yet voluptuous Francesca.

"Andrew, what are you doing here?" she exclaimed.

Wearing a tight-fitting white lab coat, Francesca seemed to have become even more well-endowed in the month since Andrew had last seen her.

Upon spotting Andrew, she put down the surgical tray she was holding and rushed toward him excitedly.