Medical Center.

The 24th hour of the first round of 48-hour duty.

Hospital restaurant.

Everyone sat around, except Adam, and they were a little depressed.

"They called me 007."

The sissy little fat George said frustratedly.

"No one calls you 007."

Several girls comforted her with their eyes closed with weak energy.

"Stop lying to me, they muttered in the elevator, and I heard it."

George looked like, "I know everything, don't comfort me, but I'm telling lies, you'd better comfort me."

"Don't be depressed."

Adam smiled and said, "The first Alex to call you that is typical of 007."

"What?"

George was stunned.

Christina and the girls were no longer sleepy and all went to the gossip.

Adam told me about the diagnosis of Alex before.

"This bastard!"

George said angrily: "He was so careless that he was so embarrassed to be the first to mock me."

"I didn't expect him to be such a person."

Meredith said a little disappointed.

A woman's intuition about spare tires is super powers. Alex looked at her very despicable, but because he was a little handsome, she was not disgusted in her heart, but the other party's unprofessional style made her unable to accept it.

"Ha ha."

George suddenly laughed when he saw the goddess Meredith like this.

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

Christina said directly: "George, aren't you depressed and stupid?"

"depressed?"

George shook his head and smiled, "Although I failed the previous operation and was called 007, Alex is also 007. Isn't it funny? Compared to him, what's so depressing about me? And I just comforted one of my patients, and their joy is my joy."

"How did you comfort me?"

Adam looked at him with a weird look.

"It's that Tony, he's going to have a heart bypass surgery."

George explained: "He and his wife were a little worried, so I told them that Dr. Burke's level is very high, and this kind of surgery is definitely fine, I promise..."

"You promise?!*7!"

Seven other people, including Adam, shouted in unison.

"What's wrong?"

George looked confused.

"Are you a relative of the dean?"

Adam said curiously.

"Uh, no."

George didn't understand so: "Why do you say that?"

"If not, then how did you come in?"

Adam exclaimed: "No matter how powerful the doctor is, no matter how confident the surgery is, it is all risky. Therefore, as a doctor, you should never make any guarantees to the patient and the family. This is basic common sense, don't you know?"

"Mrs. Shavich is so worried, I, I just want them to rest assured, and Dr. Burke is so powerful, he said the risk is very small..."

George was at a loss.

"Don't worry, you won't be so unlucky."

The brutal Leeds comforted.

"Yes, since Dr. Burke said that the risk is very small, it is really small."

Meredith echoed.

"That's not good. 007 will die wherever you go."

Christina said viciously: "And you didn't realize that George's luck was very bad. If it was such a small probability, it would be fine if it was someone else, but when it was George..."

Seeing that everyone was staring at her, Meredith and others had obvious dissatisfaction in their eyes, she had to apologize: "I'm sorry, George, I'm a little bad when I get tired."

George forced a smile, falling into the worry of "I am a primary school student of death", and he was in a bad mood.

"Nazi hates me even more."

Frugal Leeds also talked about his troubles: "Mr. Jones's blood vessels are fragile and need antibiotic injections. I should have a central venous cannulation. I know I shouldn't disturb her rest, but I have never done it."

"So you woke her up."

Adam laughed.

"Yes, after she did it, she told me that next time Mr. Jones was dying and his toes were about to hang on the sign."

The brutal Leeds supported his head with his hands and said tiredly: "She hated me before, but now she must hate me even more. Maybe I will have to have a rectal examination every day in the future."

"I agree with this."

Christina raised her hand.

The interns take turns to do rectal examinations, so don’t talk about the second child.

If the vicious Leeds were punished to give a rectal examination, Christina, who was in the same group, would be happy, but the vicious Leeds would probably have a nickname.

A manure picker?

A chrysanthemum monster?

For a beautiful doctor, this kind of nickname is too embarrassing.

"Meredith, how are you, the epilepsy girl? I heard that she had an emergency in the early morning?"

Adam asked casually while having a meal.

This kind of communication is very necessary between doctors. After all, a person encounters a limited number of cases. More communication means more insight.

But it is only limited to verbal communication.

For example, Adam will naturally have the central venous cannulation mentioned by Frugal Leeds just now.

If it were George or other doctors, they would definitely help. It is a man's instinct to show off in front of beautiful women.

But Adamti did not mention helping the cruel Leeds.

Because this is not what he should intervene.

The boss of the brutal Leeds is Dr. Nazi Miranda Bailey, and the boss of the big one is Dr. Burke.

When she encountered a problem, she could only look for Nazi. Nazi couldn't handle it, so she looked for Dr. Burke.

No matter how powerful Adam is, he is just an intern doctor of the same level as her and in different groups. If there is a problem, Adam will be in trouble.

As for the skill, there will be no problem?

This is the illusion of George, a "relative relative of the dean who came in through the back door".

Adam would not make such a low-level mistake.

And he doesn't need to show off to attract beauties, and most of the time it's just the opposite...

"Don't mention her!"

When Meredith heard this, she frowned: "It's a copy of the story of "Wolf". She pretended to be sick because of boredom and tricked me away, saying that the TV in the ward could not receive her stupid beauty pageant, so she asked me to find someone to repair it?

Please!

I am a doctor, not a repairman!

After that, she really got sick. I thought she was pretending, so I went a little late and almost couldn't rescue her.

Afterwards, Dr. Shept blamed me for saying that I should take care of her throughout the process.

I hate patients like this!”

There was another thing she didn't say, and she hated Dr. Sheput even more!

He said dirty words before, and his eyes seemed to be swallowing her, but she just refused. When she encountered a problem, he took advantage of the problem, not only did he not comfort her, but also bullied her.

You know, this stimulation of life and death almost made her unable to withstand it. Even if she was lucky enough to save the patient in the end, the fear made her run to the hospital and vomit.

Damn man!

Nothing to say anything about demeanor!

Didi!

Didi!

Didi!

...

Suddenly, everyone's pagers began to make a reminder.
Chapter completed!