Adam Under Scrutiny

Medical Center.

Dining room.

With a slight reminder from Adam, Cristina finally saw through the fog, and then a great anger rose in her heart.

What is she working so hard for?

It's just a fight over a pancreatic resection.

But after much arguing, Meredith, who had no competition, received the 'Seven Arrows of the Skull' (seven nails removal) book, which was far more interesting and rare than pancreatectomy.

Instead, she was relegated to performing a series of arduous examinations, including rectal tests, for the elderly nurses.

Now we know even more clearly that these checks are pointless.

No wonder this pancreatectomy should have been done as soon as possible, but every time she suggested it to Dr. Burke, the surgeon, he would send her away to do more tests.

The older nurse crossed her arms and frequently mocked her.

It turns out everyone knew that the old nurse had come in to die and had never considered having a pancreatic resection.

And she was like a Joker constantly jumping around...

"Meredith, you know about her too?"

Cristina looked at Meredith with red eyes.

"Know what?"

Meredith was bewildered.

"My pancreatic cancer patient came in to die."

Cristina stared intently at Meredith.

"Ah!"

Meredith exclaimed, "I didn't know she was that badly injured? I heard she was my mother's surgical nurse."

"She worked as your mother's surgical nurse for eighteen years."

Seeing that not everyone knew, Cristina's expression softened slightly, and she said with a wooden, middle-aged face, "But she has never seen you once. She thinks your mother is extremely arrogant."

Although doctors and nurses are two different groups, the relationship between a regular surgical nurse and the attending surgeon should not be so distant.

In particular, they maintained this relationship for 18 years.

If it were any other nurse who had pancreatic cancer, and her colleagues of 18 years had never invited her to dinner, she would probably think that doctors are arrogant and look down on people.

"My mother is arrogant..."

Upon hearing this, Meredith's excitement from participating in the ' Pinhead Seven-Arrows Manual ' surgery vanished instantly.

Their mother-daughter relationship was very bad; she also felt that her mother was arrogant, serious, and even somewhat cold.

When she applied to Harvard Medical School, her mother said she wasn't good enough.

But now that her mother has Alzheimer's disease and has forgotten everything, she suddenly feels very uncomfortable when she hears others talking about her mother's arrogance.

"And where did you hear about this?"

Cristina turned to look at Adam.

"This is not a secret."

Adam shrugged. "The nurses all knew she came in."

Cristina knew perfectly well that, given the nurses' attentiveness to Adam, this news would surely reach Adam's ears immediately.

"That's too much."

Cristina said, frustrated, "She's wasting medical resources!"

"She is a long-time employee who has served this hospital for decades."

Adam cautioned, "It's only natural that she chose to come to the hospital to die as she lay dying. Rules are no substitute for human compassion. Put yourself in her shoes; what would you do if you were her?"

"I would choose to have a pancreas removal surgery..."

Cristina couldn't continue speaking when she saw Adam's "tell the truth" expression.

Whoever's ass is on, that's who they'll speak for.

She is now eager to participate in pancreatic resection surgery, and naturally wants the older nurse to perform the surgery.

But to be fair, the old nurse had three choices at that moment.

The first option is to stay home and wait to die.

The second option is to perform a pancreas removal surgery.

The third option is to stay in the hospital and wait to die.

Of the three options, the first is the most painful. The pain of pancreatic cancer itself, coupled with the pain of waiting to die, results in a double torment of physical and mental suffering. No one would choose this option.

The second option, pancreatectomy, would likely result in her dying on the operating table given her physical condition, but since she was under anesthesia, it was the most euthanastic option.

The third option is to stay in the hospital and wait to die. There are painkillers such as morphine. Compared to the first option, the pain is less, and compared to the second option, you live longer.

Humans have a will to live, and death is a great fear.

Knowing that there's a 95% chance of death on the operating table, who wouldn't want to live a little longer unless absolutely necessary?

Most people would choose the second option.

But as Cristina said, the second option is a waste of medical resources, such as hospital beds, various tests, and medications.

Given the profit-driven nature of United States capital, how could such wasteful behavior be allowed?

Therefore, doing so is neither legal nor compliant.

Most people don't even get to enjoy this treatment.

The elderly nurse who had been battling pancreatic cancer had spent her entire life at this hospital, and everyone there was a familiar face.

The Chief of Surgery didn't say anything, the Attending Physician didn't say anything, the resident physician didn't say anything, and the nurses didn't say anything. They all acted as if they were old nurses who were going to perform a pancreatic resection, and they conducted one set of tests after another on her until she died of natural causes.

This is the maximum favor that falls within the prescribed limits.

Even if it gets exposed, it won't be a big problem.

Moreover, who would dare to expose it?

Unless she doesn't want to work anymore!

They are all medical staff. The old nurse with pancreatic cancer today could be the next tomorrow for many others. It wastes the public's medical resources and the capitalists' money. Only a fool would be willing to offend everyone for this.

Cristina was clearly not stupid, so she could only suffer in silence.

As everyone was talking, Liz sat down with her plate.

"Isn't this our model doctor?"

Cristina, with nowhere to vent her anger, couldn't help but spit out a sarcastic remark.

Liz glared at her fiercely.

Don't look at me like that.

Cristina, realizing her mistake, offered a roundabout way of comforting her. "Six feet tall (about 1.8 meters), fiercely perfect, with hair reaching your chest. If I had your figure, I would walk around naked all day long, without needing to go to school or work. I could have everything I wanted."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

"I put on makeup and edited the photos."

Liz sensed the goodwill and couldn't help but smile.

"Taking Alex in the changing room is cool!"

George gave a thumbs up.

Adam smiled knowingly.

After Alex learned that Liz had posed for a photoshoot for Bethany's Secret Ladies Magazine, he made dozens of copies and plastered them all over the changing room and even the hospital elevator doors.

Upon seeing this, Liz, in front of a crowd of onlookers, took off her clothes and mocked Alex when he provoked her.

They're all doctors; who hasn't studied anatomy?

Who hasn't witnessed extreme brutality?

It's just a big lump of fat, isn't it?

This turn of events left Alex, who had been provoking and causing trouble, completely embarrassed and unable to back down, and the onlookers could no longer laugh.

The scene was so explosive that it caused a sensation throughout the entire hospital.

Liz caught sight of Adam's smile and gave him a 'you have the nerve to laugh at me' smile, which startled Adam slightly.

Then, Adam realized something was wrong. He saw many people around him pointing and whispering, some pointing at Liz as expected, and others at him unexpectedly...