Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 1346

Francesca looked at Andrew's lab mouse, which could not even stand up due to the effects of its amputated limb. In other words, he would inevitably fail the test.

She immediately felt anxious. After all, she knew that with Andrew's medical skills, this should not be happening.

"No improvement in the test subject's condition. Fail!"

"Test subject lost too much blood. Fail!"

"Test subject died during surgery. Complete disregard for life. Get off the stage!"

One cold verdict after another rang out. Without exception, all were failures, with contestants ordered to leave the stage.

One of the Advanced Medical Institute examiners was particularly cold-blooded. Any contestant who failed to pass was inevitably subjected to harsh mockery.

One female doctor's lab mouse died right on the table, and the examiner yelled at her several times. She immediately walked off the stage, trembling and wiping away tears.

When it was Francesca's turn, her examiner announced her success with a smile. "Pass. Congratulations!"

Francesca finally released her tightly clenched hands. If there were not so many people around, and if this weren't a competition, she would have rushed over to hug Andrew in celebration.

"Fran, congratulations! Just as expected, the future medical master is truly impressive—you're already in a league of your own," Andrew said with a grin.

Jared mocked coldly, "Andrew, maybe you should worry about yourself. Of the four contestants from Blumedale Hospital, you're the worst and will be the first to get kicked out."

Andrew replied calmly, "Shut your foul mouth. Results aren't out yet, so why are you barking?"

Jared sneered, "Fine. Let's watch you crash and burn."

The examiner approached him, and Jared immediately folded his arms arrogantly. "Sir, kindly evaluate my surgical work. As you'll see, my lab mouse is thriving."

The examiner maintained a blank expression. "Hmm. It's a high completion rate—likely a pass."

Jared laughed. "Likely? It's 100%, absolutely certain. I'm a contestant who will advance to the seventh round!"

Just as he finished speaking, the lab mouse in front of him suddenly whimpered, collapsed on the table, and began convulsing violently. Then, blood seeped out from beneath it as the mouse let out an extremely painful squeal. After that, its limbs stiffened, and it died on the table with its belly facing upward.

Accusing someone of cheating at the Grand Medical Summit, where the elders of the Advanced Medical Institute and top medical experts from around the region sat in judgment, was sheer madness.

That was the kind of move that could get one torn apart by Derek and the other officials.

She quickly tried to intervene. "Jared, do you realize who's watching? The elders of the Advanced Medical Institute and all the other experts are right there! Do you really think anyone would dare cheat under their noses? Just stop this—don't make it worse!"

However, Jared's eyes were bloodshot, his rage boiling over. "No! I demand a fair ruling! Give me another chance, or I'll never let this go!"

Andrew did not even bother to laugh. With a dismissive shrug, he drawled, "It's not a setup, and no one is being unfair. Jared, you're just painfully average at your job."

Jared's murderous glare shot over at Andrew, but Andrew remained unbothered. He said, "Take a good look at the vial you used for the injection. Only a complete idiot would mistake adrenaline for a growth factor and inject it into a freshly operated mouse. Do you really think a tiny, post-op animal could handle an adrenaline rush?"

Jared looked down at the vials in front of him, his lips trembling. "No… no, that's impossible. I didn't use adrenaline! Andrew, you're talking out of your ass!"

Two heavy slaps came out of nowhere, landing squarely on Jared's face. The blows were so strong his head buzzed, and for a moment, the world spun around him.