Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 1337 The one who had just shouted was none other than Andrew. 'Thomas immediately snapped at him. "Andrew, what do you think you're doing? If you embarrass Blumedale Hospital, I won't let you off easily!" Andrew ignored him, keeping his hand raised high. Up in the VIP stands, Aspen and Lauren exchanged confused glances. "What's Dr. Lloyd doing? Does he need a bathroom break?" "1m not sure... Maybe his back is acting up?" "His back? Why would you say that, Ms. Stevens?" "Oh, um...

just a random guess. He did look pretty worn out last night, after all." One of the Advanced Medical Institute elders, Clifford, frowned as he looked down at the bold figure standing in the center of the stage. "Contestant, what is your issue?" Andrew's voice rang out clearly. "I believe the competition rules ---- have a flaw." The crowd erupted into whispers. They all wondered who Andrew was for being so bold to question the rules before the match had even started.

In another section of the stands, Quinton, Yara, and Christina's family sat together. Quinton spat in disgust. "He's such an attention-seeking fool. What a joke." Irene and Leroy quickly joined in, muttering insults under their breath. Yara, however, just chuckled. "Quinton, if you think he's such trash, why don't you get up there and replace him?" Quinton's face flushed red, and he quickly shut his mouth.

If he had the skills to compete, he would not be sitting in the stands like amere spectator. Clifford and Preston looked visibly irritated. "Are you questioning the Advanced Medical Institute's rules?" Andrew's tone remained calm. "Not exactly questioning, just pointing out a small oversight." Clifford and Preston snapped back in unison, "Get straight to the point, or we'll strip you of your right to compete!" Andrew's expression remained unbothered. "Mr. Fuentes and Mr.

ten rounds. ---- Anyone who makes it through all ten rounds will be crowned the winner, correct?" Clifford and Preston huffed. "That's correct!" Andrew continued, "But what if multiple contestants clear all ten rounds? How do you decide the final champion then?" His question caught Clifford and Preston off guard,

me, the rest of you are nothing but amateurs and pretenders." Thomas cut in, his voice cold. "Andrew, stop making

him, keeping his gaze firmly on the two elders. " Mr. Fuentes and Mr. Phelps, I'm waiting for an answer." Preston and Clifford looked like they were about to explode. They silently cursed at Andrew for being so audacious as to challenge them so openly. Finally, one

and earning the title of the Grand Physician is nearly impossible. "Even we, with our decades of experience, wouldn't dare claim we could do it. $o stop worrying about unlikely scenarios-it's irrelevant to someone like you." Though clearly irritated, Preston and Clifford begrudgingly gave Andrew a response. Even so, their dismissive tone made it clear they were not taking him seriously at