Chapter 1771
As soon as they arrived at Blumedale Hospital and stepped out of the car,
Malcolm, Thomas, and Francesca were already there to greet them.
"Oh my, if it isn't Mr. Lloyd! What a rare guest! It's been ages since you last visited us here!" Malcolm laughed
warmly, practically beaming.
Andrew waved his hand. "Con, no need for all this fuss. I'm not sVIP, you and Dr. Bozzelli didn't need to
cout personally."
Malcolm's expression turned serious. "Today is different from the past, Mr. Lloyd. It's only right that we cto
welcyou."
Francesca stood beside them, trying to suppress a grin. She thought, 'Damn, look at my man! Walking into my
workplace like he owns the place.’
Usually, she would roll her eyes, but still, this kind of attention gave her vanity a little thrill.
Only Thomas looked conflicted. He kept glancing at Andrew, wanting to say something. Eventually, he only
managed a stiff, awkward welcome.
They said a lot could happen in a short time, and that was definitely true. Andrew had risen so fast in rank and
influence that it was hard not to feel overshadowed just by standing near him.
Thomas certainly did. If he felt this way, one could only imagine how his student Jared felt.
Jared had once competed with Andrew for Francesca's affections out of jealousy. Upon learning that Andrew was
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtcoming to Blumedale Hospital, he did not even dare show his face.
Naturally, Andrew was uninterested in others’ opinions. He said, "Let's not waste tthen. Please lead the way
so we can see the patients!"
Malcolm gestured. "This way, Mr. Lloyd! | won't follow along; Thomas and Fran will take you there!"
Andrew nodded with a smile. "Of course, Dr. Goddard. I'll let you get back to work."
As Thomas led the way, he suddenly said, "Mr. Lloyd, there's something I've been meaning to say for a long time.
About the past... | owe you an apology."
Andrew blinked, then laughed. "Dr. Bozzelli, there's no need for that! Honestly, | didn't take it to heart. The past
is the past, and there's no need to dwell on it."
Thomas let out a long breath and gave a sheepish smile. "You've achieved so much at such a young age, and |
was blind back then. But | do need to give you a heads-up. You need to be extremely cautious today. The
patients we received at Blumedale have pretty alarming symptoms. If you're not careful, you could risk exposure
or poisoning."
Andrew nodded, though he did not seem overly concerned. Of all the things he feared, poisoning definitely was
not on the list.
More than a dozen patients lay on beds in the heavily sealed emergency room, where armed guards stood watch
at the entrance.
Chantelle stopped outside. "I'll wait here, Mr. Lloyd. | won't go in."
Andrew nodded. "Good call. Since there's a chance of infection, it's better if you stay out here."
Andrew put on a mask and walked into the emergency room. Meanwhile, Francesca followed beside him, and
Thomas entered behind them.
The air was chilled and misty, deliberately cold to slow down viral spread.
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As Andrew walked in, the man turned and snapped, "Unless you have a death wish, turn around and leave now."
Andrew glanced at the tag pinned to the man's chest, which read "Special Ops".
He raised an eyebrow, not expecting Chetvine's Special Ops to arrive so fast.
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Francesca frowned. "Andrew, let's just focus on treating the patients."
Andrew nodded, still smiling. "Yeah, I'll take a look first."
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