Chapter 401

Andrew said, “Mr. Chapman, please wait outside. This is a treatment room, and it’s best not to have non-medical personnel present.”

He added confidently, “As for Lucy, give me half an hour, and she’ll be perfectly fine.”

Marcus was stunned by the young doctor’s composure and confidence. After all, Bernard had been frantically trying to help his beloved daughter without success, yet Andrew claimed he only needed 30 minutes.

Seeing his hesitation, Francesca smiled and said, “Don’t worry, Mr. Chapman. You’re an executive at the Rhodes family corporation and one of Lauren’s people. Lucy will receive the best care possible in our facility.”

Marcus nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll wait outside for Dr. Lloyd’s good news. However, let me be clear—Lucy’s well-being is non-negotiable.”

Bernard’s face darkened considerably as he asked. “Dr. Lloyd, are you stealing my patient?”

He had hoped to establish a connection with Marcus, but those plans seemed to be falling apart, which deeply frustrated him.

Andrew frowned and replied, “Dr. Hackett, I believe saving lives is what matters most. If you feel I’m stealing your patient, you can continue the treatment—I’ve already identified the cause.”

Bernard’s expression fluctuated between anger and uncertainty. Malaria was not a joke. It was extremely difficult to treat.

He snorted and stepped aside, saying, “Never mind. Since Mr. Chapman has requested your care, I should know my place.”

Andrew said nothing and began treating Lucy. Francesca watched with contempt, thinking how calculating Bernard was—the moment he heard it was malaria, with its potentially fatal complications, he immediately backed off.

She believed his excessive ambition would ultimately limit his success.

Half an hour later, Andrew emerged from the treatment room. Marcus, who had been anxiously waiting, immediately asked, “Dr. Lloyd, how is Lucy?”

Andrew smiled and replied, “Why don’t you go see for yourself, Mr. Chapman?”

In the hospital room, Lucy had regained consciousness. Though slightly pale, she called out, “Daddy!”

Marcus nodded repeatedly with joy, noting how much better his daughter looked compared to before.

Francesca advised, “Mr. Chapman, let her rest for a while. Malaria isn’t something to be taken lightly. She’ll need to stay for observation.”

Marcus happily agreed, “Of course, whatever you and Dr. Lloyd recommend.”

Bernard attempted one last connection, saying, “Mr. Chapman, would you like to have tea in my office?”

However, Marcus declined, “No need to trouble yourself, Dr. Hackett. I’d rather spend some time in Dr. Lloyd’s office.”

Bernard had not expected such a direct rejection. His face reddened with anger as he shot Andrew a resentful look before storming off.

Marcus scoffed, “I’ve heard about Bernard’s poor character—his jealousy and pursuit of fame. Dr. Lloyd, be careful working in the same hospital as him.”

Andrew smiled and responded, “Thank you for the warning, Mr. Chapman, but Dr. Hackett already harbors a deep hatred for me. We’re sworn enemies, careful or not.”

Marcus said coldly, “I despise people who cause trouble despite their lack of ability. From now on, Dr. Lloyd, just call me Marcus—if you need anything, I’ll be glad to help.”

Andrew replied, “I’m not sure if I’ll need anything from you in the future, but I do have something I’d like to ask you now."

Then, Andrew showed Marcus to his office, where he asked Nyla to prepare tea for their guest.

Once settled, he carefully asked, “Mr. Chapman, as an executive at the Rhodes family corporation, you must know something about Ms. Rhodes’ current situation?”