Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 1772

Hank's constant mockery was really starting to get on Francesca's nerves. Nonetheless, she still held back and did her best to explain.

"Chief Armstrong, we've already explained this. This is the Grand Physician of Gabo Creek. He's here for the same reason you are, which is to help these patients."

Malcolm had warned her that Hank came from a higher-level special unit. Hence, she should not offend him. Still, she could not stand that smug, condescending attitude. It was like everyone else in the room was beneath him.

Hank casually adjusted his white gloves, taking his time as he shook his head. He said, "I was trying to be nice and save your lives. A so-called 'Grand Physician' who doesn't know his limits, meddling with things way beyond his capabilities? Tell me, is that not a death wish?

"I've said my piece. So, whether you listen or not, I won't say anything more!" With that, he glanced at Andrew and actually laughed out loud with contempt. Francesca's face changed, and she was about to explode.

However, Andrew smiled and said, "Fran, let's focus on treating the patients first. As for that guy over there, just treat him like a barking dog!"

Hank's eyebrows twitched, and his gaze became sharp. "What did you say? Who did you say was barking like a dog?"

Andrew ignored him and began examining the first patient's condition. Without looking up, he replied, "If the shoe fits, that's who I'm talking about!"

Hank's eyes turned vicious, and he instinctively reached for the folding knife at his waist. As a Special Ops agent, he traveled all over Holtrien, and everyone treated him with the utmost respect.

Yet, this punk was completely fearless and clueless!

shock. He watched in disbelief as Andrew touched the patient

only was he touching the patient, but he also pulled out golden needles and

rot and ooze, and your nervous system will collapse. Even God can't

grim prediction like a

"This is what Special Ops sends these days? Seriously? I'm starting to think

started counting aloud, "Three, two, one!

the second patient and continued

watched in stunned disbelief as Andrew finished treating the

have been infected by parasite poison. Their bodies are hosting venomous parasites. Even touching their skin should've

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alien, he stammered, "H-How is it possible

Then, he pulled out a pen and scribbled a prescription on a slip of

and keep them hydrated until

with joy. "Honey,

with genuine admiration. "Dr. Lloyd,

it comes to medicine, we've

chuckled. "You