Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 1354

"Weak digestion and inflammation," Mosby declared confidently. "The other patient is two months pregnant—make sure to focus on prenatal care."

Almost as soon as the words left his mouth, the examiner beside him burst into applause. "Impressive, Dr. Lake! Flawless diagnosis, not a single mistake!"

"Round eight, contestant Mosby, pass!" the judge announced, and Mosby slowly released the two threads in his hands, letting them drift down.

His patients, clearly impressed, could not stop showering him with gratitude, their voices blending with the roaring applause from the stands.

A triumphant grin spread across Mosby's face, his eyes flashing with an unspoken challenge. He regarded Thomas and Andrew as mere obstacles in his path. The prize—the treasure map fragment—would be his, no matter who stood in the way.

Meanwhile, Thomas' thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed as his fingers rested on the threads, focusing all his attention on sensing the pulses. Mosby's early success did affect his mindset somewhat, but not significantly.

Soon, Thomas reported, "The person on the left has heart failure accompanied by asthma. The person on the right has hypoglycemia and should be mindful of eating regularly."

The examiner overseeing him smiled with satisfaction. "Completely correct. Congratulations on passing, Dr. Bozzelli!"

Thomas politely responded, "Thank you!"

Secretly, he exhaled a long breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Even a medical expert of his caliber was beginning to feel the heavy pressure.

Thomas glanced sideways toward Francesca and Andrew before looking away. Francesca was a promising talent with unlimited future potential. However, she was still young, and her skills needed strengthening. Being eliminated in this round was almost expected. As for Andrew, Thomas did not want to waste any thought on him—he would undoubtedly slink away in failure.

Ultimately, Thomas believed it would come down to him and Mosby for the final showdown.

Francesca held two silk threads in her delicate hands, her heartbeat accelerating under countless watchful eyes. Finally, she smiled bitterly and shook her head. "For the person on the left, I can roughly sense that they probably have cardiopulmonary issues, but for the person on the right, I can't sense anything."