NovelXXXChapter 1352 Derek nodded with satisfaction. "Andrew really didn't letdown! Chantelle, for once, seemed impressed. "Yeah, his personality sucks, but his medical skills are definitely legit!" Preston and Clifford, however, just sneered. "Sure, he's got sskills, but this is where it ends. In our field, we'd say he's got a little something, but not much!" Chantelle quietly cursed at them, annoyed by their condescending attitude.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThose two old fools from the Advanced Medical Institute clearly had their hopes pinned on Mosby. Naturally, they did not want to see Andrew keep blazing through the rounds. On the spectator side, Christina shifted uncomfortably, debating whether to leave again. The higher Andrew climbed, the more she felt crushed, humiliated, and defeated. Yara, on the other hand, clapped with excitement. "Great! Go ahead and leave! I can cheer for Andrew all by myself!" Quinton could not hold back anymore and snapped, "Yara, stop pushing it! Shut up, you hear me?" Yara just scoffed, unfazed. "Oh? Supporting him bothers you? Jealous, huh? If you're so mad, why don't you go up there yourself and prove your worth? If you can't, then stop throwing a tantrum ---- here!" Quinton roared back, "You're just a stupid woman! Do you think that Andrew can keep up this winning streak forever? The hardest rounds are coming up next-let's see if he makes it out alive!" Yara just snorted. "Even if Andrew had to quit right now, his achievements would still put you to shame!" Quinton clenched his fists so tightly his nails dug into his palms, drawing blood. He had chere to watch Andrew fail, not rise to fame. Seeing Andrew succeed hurt more than anything else. Preston and Clifford announced coldly, "The final three rounds are about to begin! All five remaining contestants, prepare yourselves. 'The last three rounds will be extremely challenging!" The audience and the big shots on the stage all leaned forward in anticipation. They were all eager to witness just how hard the Grand Medical Summit's "extremely challenging" rounds were They were excited to see how the contestants, especially Mosby and Thomas, prepared themselves for what promised to be a jaw-dropping showcase.
As for Andrew, not many people believed he could keep going. 'Making it to the eighth round was already considered his limit. Nobody thought he had a chance left. Preston and Clifford continued, revealing the next challenges." The eighth round will be the Vein Whisperer, while the ninth ---- round is for you to formulate the Golden Cure. As for the tenth round, it's undecided.
Only those who make it to the tenth round will know the challenge." Their intention was clear-to give the contestants a bit of preparation time. But frankly, it hardly mattered. The difficulty level of those two rounds alone made everyone, including Francesca and the Advanced Medical Institute student, furrow their brows. Even Andrew raised an eyebrow. 'The Vein Whisperer and the Golden Cure were high--difficulty techniques that required extraordinary skill.
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Without dedicating half a lifetto practice, even so-called geniuses could not grasp the basics. As for mastering them completely? That ver was beyond imagination.
Unsurprisingly, the Advanced Medical Institute student raised his hand and said, "I request to withdraw!" He continued with shame, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fuentes and Mr. Phelps, but I was born with weak sensory perception.
The Vein Whisperer technique is something I could never master in my lifetime." Preston and Clifford both snorted coldly at thewithdrawing student. "How pathetic. You don't even have the courage to try! Get out of here, and when you return to the institute, train for 30 more years!" ---- The student turned pale, realizing that by the the finished those years of training, he would be almost 60.
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