Chapter 1376
On Andrew’s side, it took quite some effort to finally break free from the swarm of admirers. There was no helping it because he was officially famous now. He was not just the youngest Grand Physician in history, but also the man who single-handedly forced the legendary Mosby to his knees in the Summit’s unprecedented eleventh round.
If Derek’s people had not cleared a path for his exit, Andrew feared he would have been swallowed alive by the crowd.
“Alright then, bring out that pot of the Golden Cure. Let’s split it up,” Andrew said, smiling.
Chantelle, who had just helped pave the way for his exit, was still wiping sweat from her brow. She quickly chimed in, “Dr. Lloyd, I know that your Golden Cure is priceless, but we’re all on the same team here. You better not leave anyone out!”
The others did not speak, but the gleam in their eyes said it all–they were thinking exactly the same thing. Everyone wanted a taste of the legendary medicinal brew.
Andrew looked at the total volume of the brew, stroked his chin thoughtfully, and replied, “We should have just enough. Everyone close to me ought to get at least a little. Alright–let’s begin.”
He began carefully ladling the Golden Cure into bottles, one after another. Then, he handed them out in order to those who stepped forward to receive them.
He had not realized it before, but now that he was distributing the cure, the size of his inner circle in Blumedale startled even him.
The Kellers, the Rhodes family, and Derek’s people alone took up a chunk. Francesca, Lauren, and Aspen each got their share too–no question about it. These three women were top priority.
At first, Aspen hesitated. As Andrew’s personal servant, most people only saw her as his secretary, or at worst, his plaything. However, her heart suddenly jolted when Andrew pressed a bottle of the Golden Cure into her hands without hesitation.
She had not expected this, and it could only mean she was not just some indulgence–he truly counted her as one of his own.
The Golden Cure was miraculous for martial artists, purifying and reshaping the body’s foundation. For ordinary people, it still had incredible effects–boosting longevity, strengthening the body, and enhancing vitality.
Since George was much older, Andrew handed him an extra bottle without a second thought.
George chuckled. “You’re so thoughtful! Not bad, kid. I’ve moved my whole family’s security detail to protect you in case someone tries to take a shot. Guess it wasn’t for nothing!”
Andrew smiled. “You’ve always backed me, and I don’t forget that.”
Derek did not say a word, but the longing in his eyes said plenty.
Andrew was not about to ignore him. Picking up a few of the last remaining bottles, he walked over and handed him one, then another.
“Mr. Lloyd, I can understand why you gave Mr. Keller Senior an extra bottle,” Derek said with a smile, not even pretending to be modest. “He treats you like his own son. But what about this bonus one you’re giving me? Should I be suspicious?”
Andrew grinned. “Governor McCormick, you’re both the people’s leader and my business supporter. Of course, I had to show you some appreciation.”
Derek burst out laughing. “You’ve got charm, Mr. Lloyd. Looks like my judgment was right all along.” Tiana watched quietly from the side, nodding in approval. This future son-in-law of hers really knew how to play the game–charming both giants like George and Derek without missing a beat.
If Andrew wanted to expand in Blumedale going forward, the road would be wide open.
The more she looked at him, the more she liked what she saw. A soft, knowing smile played on her lips, though no one could tell exactly what she was thinking about.
Meanwhile, the Zephyr family stood awkwardly in the back, completely invisible. They had no choice as Andrew was surrounded by the crème de la crème of Gabo Creek–the elites and heads of major families.