Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1214

Ronan's Oak Apothecary had built a modest but respected reputation in Blumedale, so having him gather the herbs was a huge time-saver for Andrew.

However, the moment Andrew stepped into the shop, Janice Bates came running toward him in tears.

"Andrew! My grandpa… he got hurt! Someone beat him up!" she cried, sobbing uncontrollably.

Andrew's brows furrowed. "Janice, stop crying for now. Take me to him."

In the back room, Ronan was lying on a bed, clearly injured. Two red handprints burned across his cheeks, and his forehead was bruised and bleeding as if someone had shoved him hard against something.

"Mr. Lloyd… you came," Ronan said weakly, trying to sit up. "Forgive me, I've failed you."

Andrew quickly motioned for him to stop talking. "Don't waste your breath. Let's get you patched up first."

After checking him over, Andrew was relieved to find that Ronan had only suffered surface wounds and a badly twisted waist. He worked swiftly, massaging the injured muscles and applying medicine to the cut on his forehead.

It was all done in less than ten minutes—fast and precise.

Janice stood nearby, watching with teary eyes full of gratitude. "Andrew, thank you so much! If only I had studied medicine… I could've helped him myself!"

Andrew smiled lightly. "Janice, not everyone's meant to be a doctor. You can't think like that. Your grandpa's alright now. Come outside with me and tell me exactly what happened."

Once outside, Janice wiped her tears, clenched her fists, and said through gritted teeth, "It was the people from Genesis Dispensary. They attacked Grandpa!"

Andrew's expression turned cold. "Genesis Dispensary? So this is Mosby's doing?"

Janice nodded. "Yeah, it's his clinic. In Blumedale, Genesis Dispensary is where all the powerful families go. Mosby has deep connections in the city's medical scene, and he's been suppressing other practitioners for years.