Medical Center.
"Dr. Duncan's surgical skills are extraordinary..."
Catherine Avery had started to learn how to ingratiate herself, showering him with lavish praise.
At the same time, she did not forget to imply that next year's Harper Avery Award for Surgical Innovation would surely go to Adam.
Let them erase any unnecessary misunderstandings with an eraser.
"Dr. Catherine Avery... Oh, right, you used to be a doctor, didn't you?"
Adam interrupted.
"...I'm still a doctor now—a fine doctor!"
Catherine's expression changed.
She sensed Adam's attitude, and that was not a good sign.
"All right."
Adam nodded indifferently. "There's no need to nominate me for next year's Harper Avery Award for Surgical Innovation.
I don't have the time or energy for that right now.
Hmm.
That's that."
"You have the time and energy to establish a new Harper Avery Award for Surgical Innovation?"
Catherine Avery could not help questioning him.
"That's different."
Adam looked at her in surprise. "I thought you were already a qualified capitalist...
Isn't establishing a new award something I can settle just by saying the word and signing a check?"
"...It's not that simple!"
The corner of Catherine Avery's mouth twitched as she began explaining to Adam just how difficult it was for an award to reach the current stature of the Harper Avery Award for Surgical Innovation.
"Heh, I thought it was something difficult."
After listening, Adam chuckled. "It's fine. I don't care about decades of continued investment. At most, it'll be a few hundred million.
Rather than spend that money buying yachts and planes, I'd rather invest it properly for a few decades and give the medical field I love a better future.
Only when medicine flourishes can people's lives and health be better protected, right?
It benefits ourselves, our families, and all humanity. Isn't