Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1267

Thomas' outburst frightened Francesca and Norman, causing them to quickly compose themselves.

However, remained perfectly calm. "Not acceptable? Thomas, what exactly do you find unacceptable?"

Thomas spoke harshly. "This man is arrogant and shows no respect for his elders! We haven't even properly assessed his medical foundation! Giving him one of Blumedale Hospital's spots would be a complete waste!"

He added, "Furthermore, the Grand Medical Summit concerns Blumedale Hospital's standing in Gabo Creek province and throughout the entire Southern Holtrien medical community! So, every participant must be the elite of the elite, the genius among geniuses! I apologize, Malcolm, but I firmly reject your suggestion!"

Logan raised his hand. "I support the suggestion!"

Thomas frowned. "Logan, you're not part of Blumedale Hospital, nor are you our colleague. Besides, you're still junior to us, so please don't interfere."

Logan backed down reluctantly, knowing that Thomas had the same equal social standing as his father, George. He did not feel comfortable challenging him directly at the moment.

Francesca quickly interjected, "But Dr. Bozzelli, I know Andrew's medical skills, and he can definitely—"

Thomas cut her off abruptly. "Francesca, your words carry no credibility whatsoever! "Besides, I'm the one in charge of Blumedale Hospital's representation at the Grand Medical Summit, not you!"

Francesca was furious but did not dare say more. Instead, she turned to her mentor, Malcolm, for support.

Malcolm's ruddy face maintained its gentle smile. "Thomas, if it's not acceptable, then it's not acceptable—no need to get so worked up about it! You're right—you're in charge, and your decision carries the most weight. However, I also have a position to express."

Thomas' eyebrow twitched. "Malcolm, you—"

The smile on Malcolm's face gradually disappeared as the authority of a veteran hospital director began to emerge. "I have just one request—Blumedale Hospital should try to recruit Andrew! I believe in him even more than I believe in my student—Fran."

Bernard followed closely behind him like an obsequious lapdog.

Francesca pleaded, "Dr. Goddard, please save this competition opportunity for Andrew. I'd gladly give up my spot for him!"

Malcolm chuckled warmly. "Don't worry, Fran. I understand Thomas well! When he says he'll think about it more, he's actually indirectly agreeing. He just can't bring himself to lose face in front of you youngsters!"

Francesca immediately brightened up. "Thank you, Dr. Goddard!"

She gave Andrew a playful wink, her face full of pride and satisfaction.

Chantelle spoke up. "Dr. Goddard, allow me to ask a somewhat intrusive question!"