Death God Elementary School Student

Medical Center.

The 24th hour of the first 48-hour shift.

Hospital cafeteria.

The group sat together, and apart from Adam, they all seemed somewhat listless.

"They call me 007, haha."

"I feel so bad," said George, the effeminate chubby boy.

Nobody calls you 007.

Several girls, with their eyes closed, offered words of comfort in a weak voice.

"Don't lie to me, I heard them whispering in the elevator."

George had an expression that said, "I know everything, so don't try to comfort me. But I was lying, so you'd better comfort me anyway."

Don't be upset.

Adam laughed and said, "The first Alex to call you that was a typical 007 himself."

"What?"

George was taken aback.

Cristina and the other girls were no longer sleepy and all looked over with gossip in their eyes.

Adam recounted his previous encounter with Alex and his diagnosis.

"That bastard!"

George said indignantly, "He was so careless, yet he had the nerve to be the first to mock me."

"I never expected him to be this kind of person."

Meredith said with some disappointment.

A woman's intuition about her backup plan is practically a superpower. Alex's gaze towards her was quite lewd, but because of his somewhat roguish charm, she wasn't disgusted deep down. However, her unprofessional behavior was something she couldn't accept.

"Ha ha."

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

Everyone stared at him in astonishment.

Cristina said bluntly, "George, are you out of your mind from being so depressed?"

"Depressed?"

George shook his head and laughed, "Although I failed in the previous surgery and was called 007, Alex is also 007. Isn't that funny? Compared to him, what do I have to be upset about? Besides, I just comforted one of my patients. Their joy is my joy."

How did you comfort her?

Adam looked at him strangely.

"That's Tony, isn't he going to have heart bypass surgery?"

George explained, "He and his wife were a little worried, so I told them that Dr. Burke is extremely skilled and that this kind of surgery would definitely be fine, I assured them..."

"You promise?! *7!"

Adam and the other seven people shouted in unison.

"What's wrong?"

George looked completely bewildered.

"Are you related to the dean?"

Adam asked curiously.

"Uh, no."

George was puzzled. "Why do you say that?"

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

Adam exclaimed, "No matter how skilled a doctor is, or how confident they are in a surgery, there are always risks. Therefore, as a doctor, you should never make any guarantees to patients or their families. This is basic common sense, don't you know that?"

"Mrs. Savitch was so worried, I just wanted to put their minds at ease, and Dr. Burke is so capable, he said the risk was very small..."

George was at a loss.

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

"It's brutal, "Liz comforted him.

"Yes, if Dr. Burke says the risk is very small, then it really is very small."

Meredith echoed.

"That's hard to say. People die wherever 007 goes."

Cristina retorted sharply, "And didn't you guys notice how unlucky George is? Such a small probability would have been fine for anyone else, but for George..."

Seeing that everyone was staring at her, and Meredith and the others clearly disapproved, she had no choice but to apologize, "I'm sorry, George, I get a little irritable when I'm tired."

George forced a smile, then became preoccupied with the worry that he was a "Death God Elementary School Student," and felt quite unwell.

"The Nazi hates me even more now."

The ruthless Liz also spoke of her own troubles, "Mr. Jones's blood vessels are fragile and she needs antibiotics. I should have a central venous catheter inserted. I know I shouldn't disturb her rest, but I've never done it before."

"So you still woke her up."

Adam laughed.

"Yes, after she did it, she told me that next time I should only call her when Mr. Jones is dying and his toes are about to be hung up by a name tag."

The ruthless Liz propped her head up with her hand and said wearily, "She hated me before, and she must hate me even more now. I might have to have a rectal exam every day from now on."

"I agree with that."

Cristina raised her hand.

Interns take turns performing rectal exams, so the senior doctor shouldn't speak ill of the junior doctor.

If Ruthless Liz is punished by having to perform a full rectal exam, Cristina and her teammates will be thrilled, but Ruthless Liz will most likely get a nickname.

A latrine cleaner?

Chrysanthemum Monster?

For a beautiful doctor, such nicknames are incredibly embarrassing.

"Meredith, how is your girl with epilepsy? I heard she had a sudden medical emergency in the early hours of the morning?"

Adam asked casually while eating.

Such exchanges are very necessary among doctors. After all, the number of cases one person encounters is always limited, and more exchanges mean more knowledge.

However, this is limited to verbal communication.

For example, Adam would naturally perform the central vein catheterization that the ruthless Liz just mentioned.

If it were George or any other doctor, they would have done it without hesitation; it's a man's instinct to show off in front of beautiful women.

But Adam didn't mention helping the vicious Liz.

Because this is not something he should be interfering in.

The ruthless boss of Liz is the Nazi. Miranda Dr. Bailey, and the big boss is Dr. Burke.

When she encountered a problem, she could only consult the Nazi; The Nazi couldn't solve it, she would then consult Dr. Burke.

No matter how capable Adam is, he's just an intern in the same grade but a different group as her. Interfering would be against the rules, and if something goes wrong, Adam would be in big trouble.

As for the saying that having advanced technology guarantees no problems?

This was George's delusion, 'the dean's relative who was suspected of getting in through connections'.

Adam wouldn't make such a basic mistake.

Moreover, he doesn't need to act cool to attract women; most of the time, the opposite is true...

"Don't mention her!"

Meredith frowned upon hearing this. "It's just a remake of the story of the boy who cried wolf. She pretended to be sick out of boredom to trick me into coming here, saying that the TV in the ward couldn't receive her stupid beauty pageant and that I should find someone to fix it."

Please!

I'm a doctor, not a repairman!

Then she really had a relapse. I thought she was still faking it, so I arrived a little late and she almost didn't make it.

Afterwards Dr. Shepherd blamed me for not being able to take care of her the whole time.

I hate patients like this!

There was something else she didn't say: she hated Dr. Shepherd even more!

He used to spout crude jokes and look at her like he wanted to devour her, but she only refused him once. Whenever there was a problem, he would take advantage of it, not only failing to comfort her but also bullying her.

You should know that the thrill of being on the brink of life and death almost overwhelmed her. Even though she was lucky enough to save the patient in the end, the lingering fear made her run outside the hospital and vomit.

Damn man!

They have absolutely no manners!

Beep beep!

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Beep beep!

Suddenly, everyone's pagers started beeping.