Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren)

The elderly patients continued showering Cedric and Francesca with gratitude. In Jayrodale, the Aicker family had long earned a stellar reputation in the medical field.

When Nyla spotted Andrew walking in, her eyes lit up with excitement. "Dr. Lloyd -no, Andrew, you're here!"

Under Andrew's firm insistence, she had finally stopped addressing him so formally.

Andrew smiled. "Yeah, I'm here. How's your health? Are you feeling better?"

Nyla grinned. "Way better! I don't feel any pain at all anymore. The supplements you prescribed worked like a miracle!"

Andrew nodded. "Go grab me a chair. I'll take over for Mr. Aicker so he can rest for a bit."

Nyla waved her hands frantically. "No way! Andrew, you've already been working all day. You should be the one resting. I'll tell Mr. Aicker to take a break instead!"

Andrew shook his head. "I'm fine. Just make sure Mr. Aicker gets some rest—I'll handle the remaining patients so we can close up soon."

Seeing that Andrew would not take no for an answer, Nyla reluctantly agreed. "Alright then!"

She quickly brought over a chair and let Andrew sit down.

Andrew glanced at the 20 or so patients still waiting and smiled. "Alright, everyone, gather around. I'm Dr. Andrew Lloyd, the head of Moonlit Apothecary."

A wave of surprise spread through the crowd. They had not expected to meet the owner of Moonlit Apothecary in person. However, as soon as they saw how young Andrew was, their expressions turned hesitant. Some even exchanged doubtful glances, wondering if he was actually skilled enough to treat them.

Andrew could easily read their concerns. It was common knowledge that older doctors, with their years of experience, were naturally more trusted. Meanwhile, young doctors were often seen as inexperienced, still needing time to refine their skills.

In contrast, seasoned physicians-especially those who were bald or had an aged, scholarly air-were automatically perceived as being more knowledgeable and capable.

To some extent, this assumption was not entirely wrong. Older doctors had sharper instincts and more experience, which made them highly efficient at diagnosing and treating patients.

Nonetheless, Andrew was not just any young doctor. Anyone who underestimated him would only end up embarrassing themselves.noveldrama

Once the first patient stepped forward, the others quickly followed. Before long, Andrew had already treated four or five people, prescribing medicine as needed.

For those who did not need medication, he avoided it altogether. After all, medicine meant spending money.

These days, many patients developed an instinctive distrust toward prescriptions. They were tired of getting handed long lists of expensive medications-hundreds, sometimes thousands of dollars worth-only to end up with a bag full of pills to take for weeks on end.

Most of the time, their wallets were emptied, yet their conditions barely improved.

Meanwhile, Andrew relied on acupuncture, therapeutic massage, and other

holistic treatments to relieve joint pain, reduce inflammation, and ease common ailments among the elderly.

His methods were so effective that

his patients quickly went from

skeptical to astonished. Soon, every

gaze directed at Andrew was filled

with gratitude and admiration

instead of doubt.

An hour later, Andrew had seen all 20 remaining patients and provided them with tailored treatment plans.

His speed and accuracy left Cedric and Francesca completely speechless.

An elderly woman, leaning on her cane, left Moonlit Apothecary with a big smile. Before stepping out, she turned back and praised Andrew enthusiastically, "Dr. Lloyd, thank you so much. Your medical center truly lives up to its reputation!"

Francesca, on the other hand, pouted. "Andrew, you totally stole Grandpa's spotlight!"