I Won't Hit You

Observation Operating Room.

The most advanced Stillness Surgery is underway.

"Eight minutes have passed!"

When the timer reached 37 minutes, the nurse proactively started reminding the nurse.

"Shepherd, we need to restore our body temperature now."

Dr. Burke gave reminders while performing the surgery.

"Please give me the polar clamps, thank you."

"Dr. Shepherd said slowly and deliberately."

"We need to restore our body temperature now, Shepherd!"

Dr. Burke had to repeat himself.

"Wait a moment."

Dr. Shepherd, his eyes glued to the endoscope as he performed the surgery, muttered, "I can't go behind the aneurysm. If I could go behind it..."

"I want the temperature to rise right now!"

Dr. Burke raised his voice, expressing his firm stance.

Because once the time has passed and the temperature doesn't rise in time, Joe's heartbeat simply won't recover, and even if Dr. Shepherd perfectly removes the aneurysm, it won't help.

This is the strongest message from a Cardiothoracic Surgery surgeon who controls the heart to a Neurosurgery who controls the brain.

"Alright."

Dr. Shepherd paused for two seconds before finally fixing the aneurysm.

Are you sure?

Dr. Burke looked at him.

"I'm always so sure."

Dr. Shepherd said arrogantly, "My task is done. Now it's up to you, Chief!"

"Hehe."

Dr. Burke knew that Dr. Shepherd was unhappy with his position as acting Chief of Surgery.

But the acting Chief of Surgery is also in charge.

It was always so satisfying to take the lead in a competition with equally matched rivals for the Chief of Surgery.

This kind of thing is definitely more enjoyable than just being unable to describe it.

His choice was right.

"Okay, everyone, we need to catch Joe before he goes to meet God and start warming him up!"

"Release the pliers!"

"Turn on the pump! Refill the body with blood!"

"Observe the cerebral perfusion pressure!"

"Maintain arterial blood pressure above 60!"

A series of commands came out of Dr. Burke's mouth.

The team in the Operating Room began their work in an orderly manner.

Adam watched coldly from the observation seats.

Steven Murphy did not make any mistakes.

He wasn't surprised by this.

Interns really only assist in these kinds of surgeries.

If you're more capable, you can do more.

If you're not good at something, then show it less.

Unless there are dramatic unexpected events, there will be no problem at all.

If dramatic scenes keep happening, the Teaching Hospital simply won't be able to stay in business.

There have been rumors about this before.

Don't go to the hospital in summer and autumn!

This means that every summer and autumn, medical school graduates enter various hospitals, and if these novices perform surgery, the complication rate and mortality rate will increase significantly.

It was later debunked.

Interns who are not skilled enough are just assistants and cannot perform surgery at all.

Only Attending Physician approves of your skills and feels that you won't make him take responsibility will he let go.

Moreover, it's not a complete relinquishment; there are still limits!

Steven Murphy threw money into the Operating Room.

Dr. Shepherd and Dr. Burke didn't say it, but they were disgusted.

In such a life-or-death situation, technical skills are a doctor's greatest asset.

Therefore, they gave Steven Murphy almost no instructions.

The learning effect was barely noticeable, less than nothing.

Steven Murphy knew this too.

He didn't care about a few hundred thousand.

This was simply him expressing his attitude to Adam.

The surgery was successfully completed.

Steven Murphy walked out of the Operating Room with a gentlemanly smile, but as soon as he reached a corner, he took a few steps back, almost unable to keep up the smile.

"Adam, you..."

"Steven, congratulations."

Adam leaned against the wall and reached out his hand to him.

Steven Murphy was immediately caught in a dilemma.

He knew about Adam's abnormal level of power.

The feat of easily lifting a giant tumor for fourteen hours back then was known throughout the hospital, and people still marvel at it now.

He has just offended Adam.

Adam reached out his hand to him.

He seriously doubted that Adam would hurt him.

"Take it easy."

Adam changed his gesture from a grip to a pat, and patted Steven's stiff shoulder. "We are classmates and colleagues, I won't hurt you."

"Harm..."

Steven forced a smile and asked, "Do you dare?"

"Hehe."

Adam smiled and said, "We should have a good talk. Well, I have to go to work now. See you after work tonight, let's have dinner together!"

"..."

Steven used to be just arrogant, not assertive in personality. He always felt a little guilty in front of the assertive Adam, and stood there, unable to think of a reason to refuse.

Ring ring.

Fortunately, the phone rang at that moment.

Steven took out his phone, was overjoyed, and quickly answered the call. After saying a few words, he waved his phone and said to Adam, "I'm sorry, my parents want me to go home tonight."

"It doesn't matter."

Adam smiled meaningfully and said, "Didn't Mr. and Murphy Murphy you that I was the one who initiated this dinner party?"

After saying that, he patted Steven on the shoulder, smiled, and left.

Steven Murphy was completely stunned.

What's the meaning?

You actually called the parents?!

Somewhat bewildered, Steven returned to their clinic and immediately voiced his question to Alice.

"Alice, what does he mean by that?"

"This..."

Alice was both amused and exasperated, and said thoughtfully, "Perhaps he has something to say to Mr. Murphy."

"Isn't this just calling your parents and tattled on you?"

Steven said angrily, "And is he stupid? What makes him think my parents will side with him?"

"Um..."

Alice said cautiously, "Perhaps he feels that he and your father are more equals..."

"What?!"

Steven was stunned.

"Not in the medical field."

Alice quickly explained, "It's in the world of the wealthy. After all, he's the youngest self-made billionaire, and he's qualified to speak directly with your father."

"..."

Steven paused, then murmured, "Even so, why..."

Alice frowned.

Steven, as her ultimate backup option, has a good family background, high intelligence, and good abilities.

It's just that her personality is a little too gentle.

But that's not surprising.

As the sole heir of the Murphy Pharmaceuticals Group, he was overprotected by his mother from a young age.

So even at this age, I still seem somewhat naive when it comes to interpersonal relationships and worldly wisdom.

What other reason could there be for Adam to speak directly to Peter Murphy?

They just feel that your status is unequal, and they have nothing to say to you.

Rather than continuing to argue later.

You might as well find the source of your confidence directly: your dad!

Once you convince your dad, what right do you have to compete with him?

Alice couldn't immediately figure out how Adam persuaded Peter Murphy.

In terms of wealth, Adam's billions certainly cannot compare to the Murphy Family's billions.

In terms of status, Adam was merely a figure in the arts and culture world; his influence was negligible.

The connections that the Murphy Family's Murphy Pharmaceuticals has built up over the years are terrifying, far beyond anything Adam could ever achieve.

PS: Thank you to reader 161106052407890 for the donation! Chapter 392 had some content deleted; it wasn't about medicine, it was about a cheat code...