Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1300

---- Chapter 1300 With only two days left until the highly anticipated Grand Medical Summit, the streets of Blumedale were already bustling with visitors from out of town. The event had drawn medical professionals from across the region. In the midst of his boredom, Andrew received a personal call from Derek. The timing could not have been more unexpected. "Mr. Lloyd, the Grand Medical Summit is about to begin. I'm hosting a symposium here and would like you to join us," Derek invited.

Andrew showed little interest and laughed. "Governor McCormick, I'm not really into these kinds of gatherings. Would it be possible for me to skip it?" Derek pressed gently. "My suggestion is that you should really come and listen, Mr. Lloyd. The officials are taking this summit very seriously, Anyone who brings glory to our Gabo Creek Province will receive generous rewards, with my office leading the initiative." Andrew immediately perked up and smiled.

"Well, rewards aren't really what matters to us medical practitioners! Material things are secondary to our calling. Alright, I'll come and listen. After all, supporting your work and bringing honor to Gabo Creek Province is our unquestionable duty!" ---- Derek laughed heartily. "Mr. Lloyd, you're quite the humorist. ee you at the venue!" After hanging up, Andrew looked at Aspen, who was sitting nearby. Her expression was unreadable but critical.

"What are you smirking at?" Aspen maintained her icy demeanor. "I'm not smirking at anything. I just think some people are hypocrites. Claiming no interest, then immediately getting excited at the mention of rewards. 'We medical practitioners don't care about material things Listen to yourself, Mr. Lloyd. Is that even human language?" Andrew remained completely unembarrassed, responding matter- of-factly. "I don't see anything wrong with what I said.

Although I don't care about material things, Mr. McCormick was being so polite-tI can't just disregard his wishes, can I?" Aspen snorted and turned her head away. She had never seen someone with such thick skin. Andrew stood up, preparing to leave, but then asked, "Aspen, what's going on with you lately? Your rebellious attitude is getting serious. Do you think I don't have the heart to discipline you?" Aspen gritted her teeth. "Go ahead, discipline me then!

Beat me to death if you want!" Andrew frowned. This little servant was becoming increasingly unruly. Yet, truthfully, he could not bring himself to use the harsh, ---- methods he had used before. "You don't need to walk around with that sour face all day. Remember what I said?