Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 1303 "This is absolutely ridiculous! A medical professional without basic etiquette clearly has skills as deplorable as his character!" Jared exclaimed. Francesca angrily retorted, "Jared, Andrew is a member of our Blumedale Hospital team of four. Aren't you being too harsh?" Jared maintained a righteous expression and replied, "Fran, it's not that I'm being harsh, but that I can distinguish between right and wrong!

Honestly, I truly believe that Andrew isn't qualified to represent Blumedale Hospital in the Grand Medical Summit." Francesca scoffed, "It's not up to you to decide who's qualified! You may look down on Andrew, but I believe he's our best hope for Blumedale Hospital to win the championship. Without him, either Dr. Lake or the disciples from the Advanced Medical Institute could defeat Blumedale Hospital!" Malcolm frowned and warned, "Fran, you better watch your words!

Thomas coldly interjected, "Fran, your favoritism and infatuation with Andrew have already caused you to lose your basic judgment! I don't want to hear those words again. Without Andrew, we at Blumedale Hospital still have me as deputy chief and my star pupil, Jared. Any of us is capable of handling the situation!" Francesca shook her head and said, "Please forgive my rudeness, ---- Dr.

Bozzelli, but I believe Jared's medical skills require a few more years of polishing to compare to Andrew's." She was already restraining herself. If she had not been concerned about Thomas' reputation, she would have directly stated that Thomas' medical skills might not match up to Andrew's either. Francesca's words infuriated Thomas, but Malcolm quickly intervened. "Thomas, why get angry with the younger generation?

you, thinking you're not even as good as that Andrew! Young people are naturally proud-don't you want to do something to prove yourself?" Jared, whose face was already twisted with jealousy, gritted his teeth and said, "Rest assured, Dr. Bozzelli, won't embarrass

been deceived by a mediocre talent! I'll let her see clearly that I am not inferior to anyone, especially not to a mediocre talent!" Pretending to pick up the wrong teacup, he grabbed a cup from an empty seat nearby. Then, he set it back down, imperceptibly sprinkling some colorless, odorless powder into it. By this time, Derek had managed to calm the anger of the Advanced Medical Institute representatives. He told Andrew to stop talking and

him, no one else dared to argue. Even so, the unprovoked hostility from the Advanced Medical Institute people toward Andrew was obvious to anyone paying attention. Without a doubt, Mosby must have been stirring up trouble behind the scenes. Walking over to Francesca's side, Andrew sat down casually, his face full of disdain. Francesca smiled and said, "You and that temper of

leaned affectionately against Andrew, " You're always so full of yourself." Seeing the two of them whispering intimately, getting all