Medical Center.

Outside the operating room.

"Adam, chat?"

After the director of surgery sent God's right hand in, he walked to Adam.

"Talking about surgery, you can."

Adam laughed and said, "Just talk about other things, forget it."

“…”

The director of the surgery department was stagnant, and returned to normal from the hip-fork state, whispered: "Adam, I just want to tell you a story. 28 years ago, I was still an intern doctor..."

"Open it."

Adam interrupted: "Director, you want to say that an African-American intern who tried hard to become a surgeon, but in that era, he had no chance and no one appreciated him.

It was Dr. Walter Teperry who selflessly broke the invisible ceiling and gave you this opportunity to patiently guide you.

Without him, there would be no today you would be!

Yeah?"

"……Yes!"

The director of surgery nodded.

“This story is very contagious.”

Adam smiled and said, "We all hope that the two protagonists in this story can have a little more, but what are you trying to do when you tell me this story?

Make me pay more attention?

Or is it more stressful for me?

If it is the latter, it is not a good idea!

If it is the former, have you not felt my importance yet?

Or do you think I value it to the point of being trembling?”

"I just want to..."

The director of surgery silently for a moment: "Okay, you are the chief surgeon, you have the final say!"

"Thanks."

Adam nodded with a smile, then looked at the small man: "Melendes, go find Dr. Burke to see if he is free, come and participate in the operation together."

"yes!"

The little man left.

The surgeon director couldn't help but smile.

This is what he wants to say the most.

Adam could only shake his head secretly.

It makes sense to prevent the patient's family from participating in the operation.

Even people like the director of surgery are inevitably worried about gains and losses, and they are speechless for being overly concerned.

Not to mention others.

Operating room.

Dr. Burke came and regarded it as the spare tire of the Director of An Surgery.

"scalpel!"

Adam stood in the position of the main surgery and reached out to ask for the scalpel.

"Be careful, don't mess it up!"

The director of the surgery, standing opposite Ichisuke, couldn't help but say something.

"Doctor Burke!"

Adam paused the scalpel in his hand and turned his head to look at Dr. Burke beside him: "You come and be a helper! Doctor Webber is a helper!"

"What?"

The director of surgery Yidai: "Walter asked me to be a helper!"

"I'm the chief surgeon!"

Adam glanced at him and said with a tough attitude: "My decision is the final decision! This is the patient's choice! Doctor Weber, please implement it immediately! You don't want me to accidentally mess it up, right?"

"Richard."

Dr. Burke had already walked over and reminded: "You care too much and have a negative impact on the surgery. Listen to Adam, none of us has a stable mentality than him!"

The chief of surgery looked at Dr. Burke and Adam. Although he was not happy, he could only give up his position.

"Doctor Webber, I'm going to take the knife. Please don't question any of my decisions in the future!"

Adam held the scalpel and solemnly reminded the director of surgery who stood beside him: "If you can't do it, please say it in advance and I'll let Melendes take care of you."

“…Let him come.”

The director of the surgery department was struggling again and again, but rationally moved away from the position, retreated to the third line, and held the teacher's hand.

He figured it out.

Care is confusion.

He should be a pure disciple and family member.

This is all my mentor wants him to do.

"Let's start."

Seeing this, Adam smiled and stroked the scalpel to the chest of God's right hand on the operating table with a silky stroke.

That relaxed and casualness made the surgeon's mouth twitch uncontrollably.

"No wonder no one except Greg House, Ted Ginsburg, and me, is willing to do something about him."

Adam shook his head and said, "This situation is even worse than expected."

Dr. Burke was completely relieved.

If he is replaced, he really can't do it!

If it were his main surgery, when he cut open his chest and saw such a bad thing inside, he would immediately stop the surgery without hesitation and suture it again.

The chance of success is so slim that he dare not take action.

Perhaps only famous madman legends like Greg House and Ted Ginsburg dare to ignore this pressure.

Because they often do this kind of thing, they are much more crazy than this and stressful than this.

It's all dry.

Of course they don't care.

Now it seems that I will add another Adam Duncan.

I don’t know if Adam has a good mentality or if he also has the crazy genes of Greg House and Ted Ginsburg?

At this moment, Dr. Burke flashed countless thoughts.

Adam ignored the director of surgery and Dr. Burke's relief.

After the operation began, he was fully focused.

The movements should be casual, but the things that should be cautious must be cautious.

In this way, the director of the surgery silently opened his mouth and then closed it again and again, and the operation reached the second half.

"There is a new break, and the bypassing technique is re-treated."

Adam directed: "Melendez, release the clamps on the aorta and the aorta!"

"Dr. Burke, please clean up here."

"There are large-scale ruptures in the left atrial thrombosis."

"Metzenburg surgical scissors!"

“…”

No surprise, a series of instructions were sent from Adam.

The director of surgery pursed his lips and looked extremely serious.

This time, he really didn't dare to speak out.

Because once Adam was distracted, his mentor would really die on the operating table.

Now I can only hope that Adam's hands can be fast and accurate enough to repair the broken wound in a timely and accurate manner and stop leakage.
To be continued...