Norman scoffed as he demanded, "Mr. Keller, was there something wrong with my attitude just now? I truly admire Mr. Lloyd's talent for networking and finding powerful backers! But when it comes to real skill and medical expertise, am I, as a department head, not allowed to express doubts?" Logan frowned as he said flatly, "Dr. Ellington, are you seriously pushing your luck? You don't deserve to question anything here! Let me make this clear—discussing medicine in front of Andy? You're not even fit to shine his shoes." He continued, "Do you know Dr. Mosby Lake? Even he wouldn't dare to act so arrogantly around Andy. So, who do you think you are?" Norman grew furious. "Mr. Keller, you—" Logan cut him off with a cold snort. "Shut up! Let me reveal something else to you—Mr. Phelan Senior and my father were both cured by Andrew. "Now ask yourself, what right do you have to show off your superiority complex here? What gives you the right to jump around acting like you're somethin

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.

Thomas nodded, showing his approval of Francesca. After all, his majority-controlled Jayrodale General Hospital would not have offered her the director position otherwise. However, he still felt some guidance was necessary, so he added, "Fran, you may join me at the Grand Medical Summit! But you need to intensify your medical training in the meantime." Francesca quickly responded, "Understood, Dr. Bozzelli!" Thomas smiled briefly before unexpectedly continuing, "Also, regarding your relationship with Mr. Lloyd here, you should exercise some restraint. In my opinion, you two aren't well-suited for each other. Of course, this is merely my personal view." He added, "You're Malcolm's star pupil, destined to make a name for yourself in the medical field! Mr. Lloyd has already left our medical community and is no longer one of our colleagues. "Therefore, my suggestion is that you should cut ties completely. This isn't just beneficial for your career path, but for your life planning

Chantelle asked, "Is this Grand Medical Summit really worth all this trouble for Blumedale Hospital? If I remember correctly, Blumedale Hospital has always been a regular champion at the Grand Medical Summit." Malcolm's expression grew slightly serious. "Ms. Garcia, you've earned my trust, so I won't hold anything back. In previous Grand Medical Summits, Blumedale Hospital naturally had an overwhelming advantage. After all, we are the largest hospital and most authoritative medical institution in Gabo Creek province!" He continued, "But times have changed. Mosby is extremely ambitious and has always wanted to use his medical skills to challenge institutions like ours or even dominate them. His greatest ambition is to collaborate with the Advanced Medical Institute to monopolize the entire medical market in Gabo Creek province and reap enormous profits! "For this Grand Medical Summit, Mosby is undoubtedly determined to win. Because if he becomes the final victor of the Grand Medic

Logan left with the Keller family's people, having perfectly played the role of Andrew's enforcer. However, Chantelle remained standing in place with no intention of leaving. Andrew raised an eyebrow. "Ms. Garcia, are you waiting for someone?" Chantelle's face remained expressionless. "Andrew, I want to ask you a personal question." He replied, "Go ahead." "Francesca is your romantic interest, but what about Aspen? They're both wonderful women—how will you choose?" she asked pointedly. Andrew thought for a moment and smiled. "Good question. I must admit, you've stumped me." Chantelle smirked coldly as she watched Andrew, eager to see how this dog of a man would answer. She knew that whatever his response, it would be wrong and would inevitably hurt either Francesca or Aspen. Seeing Andrew make a mistake would bring her satisfaction. But the next moment, she heard Andrew calmly say, "Fortunately, I know the perfect answer." He continued smoothly, "Only a fool would mak