Sorry, I Forgot Only I Could Do It

"Cristina, hurry up and help Adam carry it."

After the crisis subsided, Dr. Shepherd saw Adam holding a giant tumor in one hand and pressing on the bleeding point inside the patient's body with the other, looking like a pillar supporting the flow.

Even he was deeply impressed and, fearing that Adam might not be able to hold on, hurriedly gave instructions to Cristina, who was standing on the periphery.

"Oh oh."

Cristina quickly came over and reached out to support her.

Then her small eyes widened.

Because she noticed that the weight of the giant tumor was still entirely on Adam's single hand, just as stable as when Adam had supported it with both hands.

Adam smiled at her.

Cristina immediately understood, gave him a grateful look, but didn't say anything. She stood there, reaching out as if to support him, but it was just a perfunctory gesture.

Dr. Shepherd's spinal surgery was significantly more demanding than Dr. Burke's previous lung surgery.

She hadn't recovered from the discomfort caused by maintaining the lifting posture for the previous eight hours, and she didn't dare to make things worse.

The reason she was putting on an act was because she also needed to gain the approval of the bosses.

We're having this rare surgery performed on you, but you're completely useless.

Who will offer to help you next time?

Indeed, the medical industry is full of personal connections.

But when it comes to getting serious, you must have a high level of professional expertise.

Otherwise, even a world-renowned doctor can't help a 'disastrous' relative.

Thanks to Adam's stable blood flow control, the patient finally made it to the blood bank for a blood transfusion.

This time, it was Alex donated the blood.

"Go out!"

Dr. Burke, who had rushed back to help after dealing with a heart patient's emergency, was immediately enraged when he saw Alex and pointed towards the Operating Room door.

"I'm here to deliver blood!"

Alex said unhappily.

At that time, the Operating Room urgently needed blood bags. Seeing Adam making a name for himself, he felt a surge of pride and ran out of the Operating Room. After running a few steps, he met the nurse who brought the blood bags.

After asking a question, and amidst the nurse's bewildered gaze, he snatched the blood bag and rushed into the Operating Room.

(Nurse: It's not far, I jogged here, I can actually do it...)

He considered himself a contributor who had shed sweat and toiled, and he was even moved by his own actions, but he never expected to receive such treatment.

How could he possibly accept that?

"The nurses will handle the blood delivery; you don't need to bother with it!"

Dr. Burke said coldly, "The patient clearly requested before the surgery that you were not allowed to enter the Operating Room, and I also clearly gave you an order not to enter the Operating Room for a week. Didn't you hear me?!"

"I..."

Alex's face fell. Being reprimanded like that in public was something even the thickest skin couldn't withstand.

The Operating Room and the Observation Room above it were filled with dozens of doctors and nurses, making it even more humiliating than the previous two times I had been reprimanded.

"What do you mean, 'you'?!"

Dr. Burke snapped, "Mr. Harper has been critically ill for so long now, have you, as his attending physician, visited him?"

You should be focusing your time on observing the patient's condition, not deliberately disobeying orders!

Now, get out of here!

The entire Operating Room was filled with Dr. Burke's voice, followed by deathly silence.

Everyone could sense Dr. Burke's anger.

They can understand.

As doctors who are dedicated to saving lives, we must be extremely strict in obeying orders.

Because during surgery, even the slightest hesitation could cost a life.

Alex has not only repeatedly disobeyed Dr. Burke's direct orders, but he has also nearly caused the death of Dr. Burke's patients. To this day, he remains oblivious to his surroundings in the Operating Room instead of caring for his patients.

This kind of behavior warrants immediate dismissal.

But Dr. Burke clearly knew that Alex was a relative, and a relative of the dean, so no matter how angry he was, he could only yell at Alex to get out.

Alex left the Operating Room with a livid face.

"Dr. Bailey, Alex is not allowed near the Operating Room for two weeks, I said!"

Dr. Burke, still furious, glared at Alex, the boss directly under his command.

"I see."

Dr. Bailey agreed with a cold face, secretly deciding that Alex would have two weeks of rectal examinations as soon as he left.

That's so embarrassing for her!

"Don't be angry, Dr. Burke."

Seeing the heavy atmosphere, Dr. Shepherd. Dr. Burke, spoke up, "Let's talk about something happier. Do you know what happened just now? The patient almost didn't make it, all thanks to Dr. Duncan's outstanding performance."

Once the danger was over and the emotion dissipated, Adam turned back into Dr. Duncan.

This is also human nature.

"I've heard about it."

Dr. Burke's expression softened, and he nodded, saying, "Clearly, there are truly outstanding interns among them."

"It's also thanks to your discerning eye that I recognized your talent."

Dr. Shepherd laughed, "My vision was blurred by blood just now. The situation was so urgent that even I couldn't find the bleeding point for a moment, but Dr. Duncan found it in time. What luck!"

"It's not really about luck."

Adam maintained a reserved expression, but spoke the truth frankly without a trace of humility.

This is the United States, and I'm undergoing residency training. Showing my abilities as much as possible is the only way to win this competition.

So he laid his cards on the table.

What luck and miracles?

It doesn't exist!

That's how capable he is!

"Not luck?"

Dr. Shepherd and Dr. Burke exchanged a glance, both looking at Adam with amusement. "So, in such an emergency, in such a short time, you spotted the bleeding point at a glance?"

"Um."

Adam nodded straightforwardly. "It's actually quite simple to deduce the bleeding point based on the trajectory of the spurting blood at the moment of bleeding."

"..."

Everyone was speechless, giving them a look that said, "Are you kidding us?"

"Are you serious?"

Only Cristina had a vague feeling that Adam wasn't joking.

Didn't you see how Adam could hold a giant tumor with one hand for so long and so steadily?

Even a professional weightlifter probably couldn't do that.

Adam, however, did it with ease.

You have to admit it.

"Certainly."

Adam said seriously, "This is the simplest math problem. Blood spurts out from the bleeding point, and the overlapping blood spurts form the origin."

"But there's a problem: in that instant, did you memorize all the spurting blood?"

Cristina voiced what everyone was thinking.

"Yes."

Adam said seriously, "Can't you remember?"

"..."

Everyone's lips twitched simultaneously.

Please!

The spurting of blood was so sudden, so fast, and so short that all that could be remembered was where the blood was sprayed, not the trajectory of the spray.

Even if it happened again, and they stared intently, they could at most see where the bleeding point was, but they wouldn't remember any of the bizarre blood spurting patterns!

They don't have the visual superpower of pausing or speeding up the video, so how could the average human eye possibly capture this?

"Feel sorry."

Adam shrugged. "I have High-Definition Photographic Memory; I can't forget you guys."

Everyone: "..."