Chapter 1368

Mosby felt weak all over, and his spirit was completely crushed. He mumbled, "A seventh-grade Imperial Elixir... It really is an Imperial Elixir! H-How could something like this actually exist in the real world?"

He growled, "Even if Andrew were the reincarnation of the King of Medicine himself, there's no way his skills should be this monstrous! W-Why did I have to run into someone like him? What's the point of living?"

His guttural, agonized roar shook the very roof of the Grand Medical Summit.

Moments ago, Mosby seemed unbeatable, and everyone believed he was the one, the uncontested champion. Yet fate had other plans. He met Andrew, and just like that, he lost miserably.

Thomas had already walked halfway off the competition platform, but hearing the revelation, he froze in place.

"A seventh-grade Imperial Elixir? Andrew actually refined a seventh-grade Imperial Elixir?"

No one answered him as they were all too stunned, reeling in disbelief. Then, he saw Mosby sitting on the ground, dazed, hollow-eyed, like he had lost his very soul.

That was when it finally sank in.

for himself? Thomas was

cry, Thomas coughed up another mouthful of blood and collapsed, tumbling down the

Bozzelli!" Malcolm shouted,

frozen. "Dr. Goddard, but Andrew won. Doesn't

Hospital won! Why did Dr.

Malcolm clenched his jaw.

hurt Thomas worse than if Mosby had

was all

in the field. Thomas had already lost to him at the last

prepared for this. Put simply, Andrew shattered his faith,

chuckled. "Okay, I know Dr. Bozzelli's pretty pitiful, but... I can't help it, Dr. Goddard! Andy is just

Thomas already! You're completely dazed by

have the kind of talent people bow to. I've never seen a medical genius

to their feet, some even rushing down from the

witnessed a

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