Chapter 1267
Thomas’ outburst frightened Francesca and Norman, causing them to quickly compose themselves.
However, Malcolm remained perfectly calm. “Not acceptable? Thomas, what exactly do you find unacceptable?”
Thomas spoke harshly. “This man is arrogant and shows no respect for his elders! We haven’t even properly assessed his medical foundation! Giving him one of Blumedale Hospital’s spots would be a complete waste!” He added, “Furthermore, the Grand Medical Summit concerns Blumedale Hospital’s standing in Gabo Creek province and throughout the entire Southern Hoftrien medical community! So, every participant must be the elite of the elite, the genius among geniuses! I apologize, Malcolm, but I firmly reject your suggestion!”
Logan raised his hand. “I support the suggestion!”
Thomas frowned. “Logan, you’re not part of Blumedale Hospital, nor are you our colleague. Besides, you’re still junior to us, so please don’t interfere.”
Logan backed down reluctantly, knowing that Thomas had the same social standing as his father, George. He did not feel comfortable challenging him directly at the moment.
Francesca quickly interjected, “But Dr. Bozzelli, I know Andrew’s medical skills, and he can definitely—” Thomas cut her off abruptly. “Francesca, your words carry no credibility whatsoever! Besides, I’m the one in charge of Blumedale Hospital’s representation at the Grand Medical Summit, not you!”
Francesca was furious but did not dare say more. Instead, she turned to her mentor, Malcolm, for support.
Malcolm’s ruddy face maintained its gentle smile. “Thomas, if it’s not acceptable, then it’s not acceptable–no need to get so worked up about it! You’re right–you’re in charge, and your decision carries the most weight. However, I also have a position to express.”
Thomas’ eyebrow twitched. “Malcolm, you—”
The smile on Malcolm’s face gradually disappeared as the authority of a veteran hospital director began to emerge. “I have just one request–Blumedale Hospital should try to recruit Andrew! I believe in him even more than I believe in my student–Fran.”
He admitted, “I don’t know this young man well, and this is our first meeting. But I’ve always adhered to one principle in dealing with people–to judge them by their actions.
“He could hold his own against Mosby and earned the Phelan family’s approval. Thomas, do you think an ordinary medical practitioner could accomplish these feats?”
Thomas’ brow furrowed deeply as he remained silent.
Malcolm continued, “Moreover, my old friend Cedric from Jayrodale holds Andrew in the highest regard! And you might not know this yet, but Andrew is now an honored guest of Governor McCormick!”
“Isn’t Ms. Garcia here? You can ask her yourself! I believe the Phelan family, the Keller family, and Governor McCormick aren’t blind–they wouldn’t place their trust and admiration in someone mediocre!” he concluded decisively.
These statements added significant weight to Andrew’s abilities and medical expertise. Although Thomas, as deputy chief, still disliked Andrew, he found himself unable to formulate a rebuttal. His expression gradually turned sour.
“We’ll discuss this matter later–I need to give it more thought,” Thomas finally said reluctantly. He stood up with a gloomy face and left the room.
Bernard followed closely behind him like an obsequious lapdog.
Francesca pleaded, “Dr. Goddard, please save this competition opportunity for Andrew. I’d gladly give up my spot for him!”
Malcolm chuckled warmly. “Don’t worry, Fran. I understand Thomas well! When he says he’ll think about it more, he’s actually indirectly agreeing. He just can’t bring himself to lose face in front of you youngsters!”
Francesca immediately brightened up. “Thank you, Dr. Goddard!”
She gave Andrew a playful wink, her face full of pride and satisfaction.
Chantelle spoke up. “Dr. Goddard, allow me to ask a somewhat intrusive question!”