Francesca looked at Andrew''sb mouse, which could not even stand up due to the effects of its amputated limb. In other words, he would inevitably fail the test.


    She immediately felt anxious. After all, she knew that with Andrew''s medical skills, this should not be happening.


    "No improvement in the test subject''s condition. Fail!"


    "Test subject lost too much blood. Fail!"


    "Test subject died during surgery. Complete disregard for life. Get off the stage!"


    One cold verdict after another rang out. Without exception, all were failures, with contestants ordered to leave the stage.


    One of the Advanced Medical Institute examiners was particrly cold-blooded. Any contestant who failed to pass was inevitably subjected to harsh mockery.


    One female doctor''sb mouse died right on the table, and the examiner yelled at her several times. She immediately walked off the stage, trembling and wiping away tears.


    When it was Francesca''s turn, her examiner announced her sess with a smile. "Pass. Congrattions!"


    Francesca finally released her tightly clenched hands. If there were not so many people around, and if this weren''t apetition, she would have rushed over to hug Andrew in celebration.


    "Fran, congrattions! Just as expected, the future medical master is truly impressive-you''re already in a league of your own," Andrew said with a grin.


    Jared mocked coldly, "Andrew, maybe you should worry about yourself. Of the four contestants from Blumedale Hospital, you''re the worst and will be the first to get kicked out."


    Andrew replied calmly, "Shut your foul mouth. Results aren''t out yet, so why are you barking?"


    Jared sneered, "Fine. Let''s watch you crash and burn."


    The examiner approached him, and Jared immediately folded his


    arrogantly.


    "Sir, kindly evaluate my surgical work. As you''ll see, myb mouse is thriving."


    The examiner maintained a nk expression. "Hmm. It''s a highpletion rate— likely a pass."


    Jaredughed. "Likely? It''s 100%, absolutely certain. I''m a contestant who will advance to the seventh round!"


    Just as he finished speaking, theb mouse in front of him suddenly whimpered, copsed on the table, and began convulsing violently. Then, blood seeped out from beneath it as the mouse let out an extremely painful squeal. After that, its limbs stiffened, and it died on the table with its belly facing upward.


    The examiner nced at him, "Is that all?"


    Jared was in disbelief, his entire body trembling. "How is this


    possible? How could this happen? This shouldn''t be! I checked and rechecked. Could this little creature have had some other hidden illness I didn''t discover?"


    The smile and smugness on his face hadpletely vanished, reced by a deathly pallor.


    The confidence Jared had moments ago shattered in an instant, his pride turning into a painful p across his own face.


    The Advanced Medical Institute examiner barked, "Test subject deceased on the spot. You failed. Get off the stage!"


    Jared was in denial. He grabbed his head and shouted, "No! I refuse to ept this! I demand a review by the judges!"


    The examiner''s eyes shed coldly. "You want to be the first troublemaker at this year''s Grand Medical Summit?"


    Jared, still gripping the lifeless body of his test mouse, pointed a trembling finger at it. "This is a setup! There''s no way this is right! I won''t ept this result without an investigation! I won''t back down!"


    His outburst drew the attention of both the audience and the high-ranking figures on the tform.


    Francesca felt a chill run down her spine. She silently grumbled, ''Jared, what the hell are you doing?''


    using someone of cheating at the Grand Medical Summit, where the elders of the Advanced Medical Institute and top medical experts from around the region sat in judgment, was sheer madness.


    That was the kind of move that could get one torn apart by Derek and the other officials.


    She quickly tried to intervene. "Jared, do you realize who''s watching? The elders of the Advanced Medical Institute and all the other experts are right there! Do you really think


    anyone would dare cheat under their noses? Just stop this-don''t make it worse!"


    However, Jared''s eyes were bloodshot, his rage boiling over. "No! I demand a fair


    ruling! Give me another chance, or I''ll never let this go!"


    Andrew did not even bother tough. With a dismissive shrug, he drawled, "It''s


    not a setup, and no one is being unfair. Jared, you''re just painfully average at your


    job."


    Jared''s murderous re shot over


    at Andrew, but Andrew remained


    unbothered: He said, "Take a good look at the vial you used for the injection. Only aplete idiot would mistake adrenaline fona growth factor and inject it into a freshly operated mouse. Do you really think a tiny, post-op animal could handle an adrenaline rush?"


    Jared looked down at the vials in front of him, his lips trembling. "No... no, that''s impossible. I didn''t use adrenaline! Andrew, you''re talking out of your ass!"


    Two heavy ps came out of nowhere,nding squarely on Jared''s face. The blows were so strong his head buzzed, and for a moment, the world spun around him.