Luck with Women

"Thanks."

Susan sensed Adam's sincerity and smiled with relief.

The two naturally looked at each other.

Susan's gaze was momentarily fixed on him.

She had done this kind of thankless task many times in silence, and it was impossible for her not to feel frustrated at all.

Now she's met Adam, a 'confidant' who's also so handsome and charming.

In addition, she was too busy with work and couldn't remember whether she had broken up with her boyfriend or not, or even what he looked like. For a time, she couldn't help but become somewhat infatuated with him.

Adam paused for a moment, then immediately looked away.

According to Rajesh's theory, in that 0.01 second just now, a spark ignited between Adam and Susan —not the kind Rajesh imagined but wasn't, but something that actually happened.

Susan is good-looking and fits Adam's aesthetic standards.

Her character is worldly-wise yet not cynical, and she does good deeds quietly, which is something that Saintly Mother Liz, who wants to do good but prefers others to do things according to her ideas, cannot match.

But she was a colleague and superior at the hospital, not Bianca, whom Adam knew well, and he didn't want to create that kind of spark.

"OK".

Susan, a kind and mature woman in her thirties, immediately realized her lapse in composure and gave an awkward laugh, "I have another patient I need to see. Call me if there's any emergency."

"Good."

Adam smiled and nodded.

He let out a soft sigh of relief after Susan left.

As expected of a world encompassing American TV series and movies, there are just too many handsome men and beautiful women in the hospital; one wrong move and things could easily escalate into something more intimate.

This further strengthened his resolve to avoid getting involved with his pretty female colleagues at the hospital.

It's important to understand that people have an innate desire for beauty, both men and women.

He wasn't the only handsome guy in the hospital.

But there's only one handsome guy as virtuous and upright as him.

Let's not be like-minded.

"Adam".

The sleazy, chubby-faced Stu leaned over and winked, saying, "I heard you were the first to see that self-mutilated genius."

There are indeed no secrets in a hospital.

In such a short time, this explosive news has spread throughout the hospital.

It's only now, if it were in the previous life of Adam, that it might trend on social media, or even create a new saying like "You can't even cut yourself, yet you dare to say you love me."

If the shy young man had known this, he probably wouldn't have endured it for so long and suffered so much, waiting until Adam came over and the nurse left before taking off his pants.

"You're interested in this too?"

Adam teased, "What, are you already planning to abandon the oranges?"

"You know I'm a very free-spirited and unconventional person."

The chubby Stu said smugly, "No one can hold me back. I recently got a new girlfriend. Honeydew melon, still the same old way of putting it in the microwave for 30 seconds after drilling a hole in it. The taste..."

That's enough.

Although Adam was mentally prepared, he still couldn't resist Stu's lewdness and interrupted, "What are you doing here? Why are you in the emergency room?"

"Hehe, I asked Sheran to transfer me to the Plastic Surgery Department to help out."

The chubby Stu chuckled and said, "Dr. Jordan over there really likes me. He said I have a talent for the Plastic Surgery Department. I was involved in the whole process of your self-mutilation surgery."

"Not bad."

Adam looked at Stu in surprise.

Among the group of interns, besides the outstanding Adam and the unluckiest George, Meredith, who bribed the boss with a latte early in the morning and had an ambiguous relationship with the big boss and the even bigger boss, who would have thought that the most sleazy Stu would also be in the Operating Room so soon.

"When I finish my internship and choose my specialty, I will definitely choose Plastic Surgery Department."

Stu was in high spirits.

"A good choice."

Adam nodded. "The work isn't strenuous, the pay is high, and most importantly, you like it."

"The most important thing is that I like it."

Stu exclaimed excitedly, "Adam, just imagine! Once I become a renowned Plastic Surgery Department surgeon, countless beauties will come to me and let me do whatever I want with them. I could even go to Hollywood and open a plastic surgery clinic in Beverly Hills, catering exclusively to Hollywood actresses. That would be amazing..."

"I didn't hear anything."

Adam's lips twitched, too lazy to pay any more attention to the utterly lewd Stu.

Whoever encounters a Plastic Surgery Department surgeon like this in the future is doomed.

So much Liu Bei, isn't it?

"Dr. O'Malley, come with me."

The nurse called out to George, the effeminate, chubby boy who had also been assigned to the emergency room.

"OK."

Upon seeing this, George gave a warm smile and followed the nurse to the ward, "What kind of patient is this? Someone who has suffered cardiac arrest and needs a defibrillator, or an infant who has swallowed something and is unable to breathe?"

"You know about Dr. Duncan's outstanding performance, huh?"

The nurse glanced at him and said with a playful tone, "Neither."

As he spoke, he pushed open the door to the ward.

"What's going on?"

George's smile froze.

The ward was filled with people, each holding a basin, vomiting intermittently, and a strong, pungent smell that made them want to vomit swept over them.

"This is a Germany tour group."

The nurse explained, "They suffered a mass food poisoning at the Palace Hotel on 46th Street."

Then he looked at the patients and said, "Good afternoon. This is Dr. O'Malley. He will be in charge of your condition. You can ask him any questions you may have."

"Good afternoon, Dr. O'Malley, ugh!"

Someone greeted him, but then he started gagging again.

George stood there, forcing a smile, but it was utterly devoid of warmth.

"Don't worry, Bambi, it's very simple."

The nurse thought to herself that this was how an intern should behave. Dr. Duncan was indeed different from others, and said with a smile, "You just need to perform rectal examinations on them and collect stool samples while you're at it."

"Everyone?"

George's face turned green, especially when he saw some burly women with round, thick thighs that were even thicker than his waist. He felt terrible.

"Everyone."

The nurse gave him a sympathetic look.

"I saw Dr. Duncan at the nurses' station just now. Could you ask him to come and help?"

George a smile.

"I'll give it a try, but you'd better start first; the patient's condition can't wait."

The nurse reminded her.

"OK."

George, with a pained expression, put on his latex gloves and began his emergency room duties.

Nurse station.

"Hehe."

Unsurprisingly, George's condition became the subject of gossip, and the nurses burst into laughter.

"Dr. Duncan is right there, why don't you go and call him?"

An older nurse joked.

"Dr. Duncan is responsible for real emergencies, how can he waste his time on such trivial matters?"

The nurse who took George there laughed.

"Yes."

The other nurses chimed in.

"Dr. Duncan is really skilled, he's just as good as the resident physician."

"He's so handsome, how could he go and clean up manure?"

"..."

At the corner, George, holding the stool sample he had extracted, was about to have the nurse take it to the lab for testing when he heard these heartless words and was completely stunned.

George O'Malley, who was always popular with girls since childhood, who would have thought that compared to Adam, he would be regarded as a latrine cleaner by girls? What's wrong with this world...?

P. S.: There will be more tonight.