The Bet in the Observation Room
Observation Operating Room.
The high-platform audience seating area, made of transparent glass, was already filled with intern doctors.
They all came to see what was happening after hearing the news.
"Wasn't it said that George would be the first surgeon?"
The ruthless Liz looked down at Adam, who was washing his hands and changing clothes in the operating room, with a puzzled expression. "Why has it been Adam now?"
"I heard that Dr. Green and Dr. Burke don't get along."
Cristina whispered, "In order to allow Adam to perform the first surgery, Dr. Green changed the surgical schedule, catching Dr. Burke off guard."
The number of Operating Room in the hospital is limited. Therefore, in order to make the most reasonable arrangement of the surgeries of the doctors, there is a blackboard in the corridor, with time as the X coordinate and Operating Room as the Y coordinate, dividing it into blank spaces.
There are dedicated staff who schedule each doctor's surgeries and write them into the blank spaces, clearly indicating the time, Operating Room, attending Attending Physician, and other participating doctors.
Dr. Burke had seen the surgical schedule before he was certain he could schedule George O'Malley for the first surgery, but he never expected Leonard to switch the surgery.
"Dr. Burke must be very unhappy."
The ruthless Liz clicked her tongue. "Adam will also be hated by Dr. Burke."
"What's wrong with that?"
Cristina pouted and said, "If a Attending Physician me like that, what would it matter if I offended the head Attending Physician Chief of Surgery? I could just go to another hospital with the Attending Physician."
"George, take a good look. It'll be your turn in an hour."
"The ruthless Liz warned."
"Um."
The effeminate, chubby George sat in the front row, staring intently at the Operating Room downstairs.
Meredith, are you alright?
Cristina nudged Meredith, who remained silent and lost in thought the entire time.
"Fine."
Meredith managed a weak smile.
She's still in a daze.
The epileptic girl she took on, because she was more inclined towards Neurosurgery, was the Nazi by her supervising resident, Dr. Miranda Dr. Bailey, nicknamed "Naomi," to the attending Neurosurgery Attending Physician. Derek Shepherd.
Then she discovered that this Dr. Shepherd. Derek Shept was the man she had partied with at the bar last night and the one she had kicked out this morning.
Moreover, the way this man looked at her was as if she were naked, and he clearly expressed his desire to continue this relationship.
She naturally refused and expressed her deep dissatisfaction, but... deep down, she felt conflicted and unable to express it, because this man was handsome, humorous, and had an authoritative air about him—truly captivating...
"I'll bet 10 dollars he won't finish."
"I'll bet $15 he'll cry."
"I'll bet $20 that he'll break down."
Some interns started making bets.
"I bet he'll succeed, I'm betting against all of you, no limit on the amount."
Bianca stood up, turned around, and looked at the male interns who had made the bet.
The male interns who were joking around were all a little stunned.
"What, you're afraid to gamble?"
Bianca laughed.
"50 dollars!"
"75 dollars!"
"100 dollars!"
"..."
Being spoken to like that by a beautiful female colleague, especially one who was a male colleague they envied and resented, the male interns couldn't stand it. One by one, they raised the stakes and placed bets against Bianca.
"Can we bet on Adam succeeding?"
Cristina raised her hand.
"Okay, we'll split the bets equally then."
Bianca nodded.
"Then I'll bet on Adam succeeding."
"The ruthless Liz raised his hand."
Count me in.
Meredith also suppressed his distracting thoughts and raised his hand.
Alice, who was around the corner, pursed her lips, glanced at Steven beside her, and moved her hand, but ultimately did not raise it.
If they were to bet a million dollars, even at the cost of upsetting Steven, her backup boyfriend, she would raise her hand and bet against them.
She had the deepest understanding of Adam's technology.
Very good and very powerful.
Appendectomy is a minor surgery with a 100% success rate.
Seeing that several female doctors favored Adam, the other male doctors who hadn't planned to participate got excited and placed bets on Adam, only to lose.
This is no longer a joke; it's a battle of wits.
We're all men, so why is Adam who's so impressive?
"Let's begin."
Leonard washed his hands in the outer room of the Operating Room, put on a mask, and walked in with his arms outstretched. He let the nurse help him put on his surgical gown and smiled at Adam, who was already prepared.
Adam nodded, looked at the surgical area of the patient that was covered up but only a small part was visible, reached out, and said calmly, "Scalpel!"
"Yay!"
The interns in the Observation Room upstairs started making noise, almost like they were trying to cause trouble.
Leonard glared at them, but didn't say anything. He knew that with Adam's level, this interference wouldn't have any effect.
He arranged this surgery partly to annoy Dr. Burke, and partly to make Adam famous.
The glory of an intern's first surgery belongs to the best intern.
This honor belongs only to Adam!
"Scalpel!"
The operating nurse repeated Adam's instructions and skillfully handed the scalpel to Adam.
Adam, scalpel in hand, made a decisive cut, his skilled and confident demeanor immediately stunning the onlookers upstairs.
An expert's skill is immediately apparent.
"Tweezers!"
Adam gestured with his hand.
"Tweezers!"
The operating nurse reiterated Adam's request and handed the forceps to Adam.
"Clamp!"
"Clamp!"
Soon, Adam removed the appendix, then skillfully reversed the stump into the cecum, pulled it up and tied a knot... and finally sutured the wound.
"Shit! How can he be so skilled!"
"Look at the speed at which he stitches, his technique is just too amazing. Is he really just an intern, not a visiting doctor?"
The interns in the Observation Room upstairs were all talking about it, feeling it was all a bit unbelievable.
Then everyone fell silent, only to find that, without anyone noticing, Dr. Burke had stood at the corner, Jingjing meeting Leonard's gaze as he looked up.
"The technique is good."
Dr. Burke said something and left.
"Dr. Duncan, you are amazing."
"Yes, the level of stitching is high enough to warrant professional stitching. Those who care about their appearance would definitely be willing to pay a high price."
The nurses also praised it.
"George, you're in big trouble."
While Cristina and Bianca were collecting and distributing the money, she reminded them, "The better Adam performs, the more pressure you'll be under. If he makes even the slightest mistake, you'll be in for a good scolding from Dr. Burke."
"..."
The effeminate, chubby boy was on the verge of tears.
If he had known it would turn out this way, he would never have dared to talk back to Dr. Burke, even if you beat him to death.
Now, all we can do is hope that the upcoming surgery goes as smoothly as Adam's.
However, the differences between people can sometimes be truly disheartening.
An hour later.
Dr. Burke unleashed his fury on George.
"Get out of here, you idiot!"
"Get him out of the way, don't get in my Operating Room!"
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