I'm Not Who I Used to Be

The rest of the day.

The hospital was gripped by a strange atmosphere.

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

Everyone changed their previous dawdling ways and left work on time.

They each went to calm their nerves and left the matter unresolved.

Bianca, contrary to her usual behavior, followed Adam to the apartment without Adam asked.

"Don't."

Adam knew she meant well, but he politely declined when she tried to comfort him.

Firstly, he wasn't startled.

Secondly, he had almost no empathy for Alex's plight and needed no comfort.

Thirdly, although he cleaned himself thoroughly afterward, he still didn't want anything indescribable to happen in the next two days. This was a combined aftereffect of his obsessive-compulsive disorder and germaphobia.

There was already a tendency for this in Adam previous incarnation.

Every time I lock the door and leave, I have to turn the handle repeatedly to make sure it's locked.

Even so, after going downstairs, I was still a little uneasy and wished I could go back and twist it a few more times to make sure.

In this life, I spent a lot of time with Little Sheldon and Monica, and was influenced by them to some extent. Not only did I become a bit more obsessive-compulsive, but my obsessive-compulsive disorder also intensified.

At the very least, in his previous life, after confirming there were no problems, he would never have refused Bianca's enthusiastic and proactive advances.

The reason I didn't say it when Bianca got on the bus was because I didn't want her to misunderstand.

Taking her into the apartment and explaining while embracing her is far more convincing than a thousand words of explanation outside.

Bianca looked even happier than Adam in his previous life when he had a holiday for the New Year.

This is probably the scene she's most looking forward to.

Finally, there was one night where we simply embraced, instead of the daily routine that made us both love and fear it.

If Adam had been willing to do this earlier, she certainly wouldn't have moved out on her own initiative.

The two lingered tenderly for a while.

Ring ring.

The phone rang.

Adam picked up the phone, got out of bed, smiled at Bianca, and walked towards the study. "Juno? Hmm, you've heard about it too?"

The news spread faster than the virus itself; that's no exaggeration.

At the very least, no virus could have spread from New York to Boston in such a short time.

But gossip is acceptable.

The medical field is both large and small; relative to society as a whole, it is definitely a small circle.

Within this small circle, the shooting of the doctor was undoubtedly the most sensitive and explosive news.

Adam wasn't surprised that Juno knew this.

"I'm right there..."

Adam recounted the events from his perspective.

"I really need to be more careful in the future."

Over there, Juno laughed and said, "This time it was Charm Poison, next time it might be AIDS. We have a case here where the patient concealed his AIDS status when he went to see a doctor, and when he coughed, he sprayed blood on the doctor's face."

Are you infected?

Adam exclaimed in surprise.

AIDS is not comparable to Charm Poison.

At this moment, it is still a true terminal illness.

Even if medical technology advances significantly in the future and can extend the survival time of AIDS patients, their quality of life will be questionable.

"You know, first get tested, then take rapid exposure precautions."

Juno said, "Although the chance of infection is not high, three courses of antiviral drug treatment are still required: Nalphenavair, zedovudine, and almivudine."

"They all have side effects."

Adam couldn't help but say, "Headache, nausea, vivid dreams, and so on."

"Yes."

Juno said, "You also need to do HIV tests at six weeks, three months and six months. If the test results are positive, Dr. Cameron will be in trouble. The hospital will not obediently bear the endless medical expenses. They will most likely force a lawsuit and falsely accuse Dr. Cameron of having silver plating and that he contracted HIV by taking drugs."

"Well."

Adam sighed.

This seems incredibly cruel, but it's just a standard procedure.

This system is actually very practical in the United States.

Because the proportion of drug traffickers in the United States is extremely high, it practically supports drug traffickers worldwide.

Not to mention those with amazing purity, these specialty sandwiches are even legal in many states.

Adam Columbia University, he ran into Ted and Marshall, and those two idiots got really into eating sandwiches.

Among young people, less than 40% have never eaten a special sandwich, like Adam.

This proportion is actually quite alarming, because it means that almost everyone around me has tried it.

The psychological suggestion brought about by the herd mentality is the most terrifying.

The greater the work pressure, the greater the likelihood of being a "Western Poison" (a male prostitute).

Like the wolves of Wall Street, they work hard, party hard, drink hard. Without drugs, they simply cannot work or socialize.

Doctors also face significant work pressure and are easily exposed to various addictive drugs.

For example, painkillers.

Dr. House next door has a limp and seems to take this every day, he can't be without it for a moment.

In this kind of social atmosphere.

Capital can be incredibly accurate when it comes to framing people.

Regardless of your innocence, whether you've bled or been injured for the hospital, if your value isn't enough for them to make that much sacrifice, they will reveal their cruelest side.

Capital has never been humane.

"You need to be careful."

Adam couldn't help but give this advice.

He has 'Bullet Time,' which actually poses little threat to him.

After all, spitting blood isn't like being shot with a bullet, so the speed won't be that fast, and Adam doesn't need to dodge completely; he just needs to avoid vulnerable areas like the eyes, mouth, and Sheldon that are prone to infection.

You can either dodge it or block it with your hand.

Don't worry.

Juno laughed and said, "Whether the patient has a problem or not, I can't hide it from him, and I will pay close attention. But you, you'd better be extra careful."

What should I be careful about?

Adam knew what Juno was teasing and couldn't help but retort, "Let me tell you, there's a beautiful woman lying in my bed right now, and I've made her wait a few days. I've rejected so many women's advances lately; I'm not the same person I used to be."

"Tsk tsk, looks like you're serious about Paige?"

Juno clicked her tongue in amazement.

That's right!

She knew about Adam and Paige's affair.

Last Sunday evening, Adam, feeling quite excited, couldn't help but call her and bring up the matter.

Someone always has to share.

Juno, as Adam's best friend, never interfered in or criticized Adam's affairs in this regard. Adam always shared his problems with her without hiding anything from her.

Has she contacted you in the last few days?

"No."

Adam's lips twitched. "Besides, I didn't really do anything with her. I've just moved past the Dumas stage where I would want to possess any beautiful woman I see."

"Hehe."

Juno smiled meaningfully and said, "It seems that first blood does have an unusual meaning for you. But that's not surprising, since you've always been more like East Country man than United States man."

"..."

Adam was speechless.

Juno was indeed very perceptive.

If she hadn't been completely unaware of the existence of system-based time travel, Adam would have suspected that Juno had already seen through his hidden East Country soul.

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