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Medical Center.
The middle-aged doctor felt offended.
But it was all for naught.
Dr. Shepherd examined the patient's pupils, checked her responsiveness to the outside world, and glanced at the medical record on the gurney.
"She had a tumor in her brainstem, right? I didn't see an MRI; an EEG is needed to confirm brain death."
"Yes, Dr. Hans said he did it."
The middle-aged doctor offered an explanation.
But the tone wasn't so forceful.
Say what you want to say to whom.
These are basic survival skills.
"I don't know Dr. Hans."
Dr. Shepherd interrupted, "They've already ignored the brain's involuntary responses, and who knows what else they've overlooked!"
"Six patients in three states are waiting for this woman's organs."
The middle-aged doctor offered this reminder.
"If the organs came from a brain-dead person, they would be very happy, but she is not dead yet."
Dr. Shepherd said sarcastically.
"No one is allowed to touch her while she is still alive."
The middle-aged doctor stopped pretending and laid his cards on the table.
He just wants to wait until the patient dies completely.
Because if the patient is saved, not only will his removal surgery be out of the question, but his friend Dr. Hans may also be in trouble.
After all, Dr. Hans didn't even do an MRI, ignored the patient's involuntary brain responses, and directly declared the patient brain dead.
If the family investigates the matter afterward, it will definitely be a huge problem.
If the patient is kept from moving, they won't be able to hold on for long.
If someone is completely brain dead, then their actions are perfectly acceptable.
Because you have no way of proving that she can be saved.
Then the matter will most likely pass.
Is there a problem?
George led Dr. Burke over.
Adam had noticed that the middle-aged doctor was going to delay, and after George returned, he gestured for him to go find Dr. Burke.
As the acting Chief of Surgery, Dr. Burke now has absolute decision-making power in the surgical department.
"This donor is not completely brain dead yet, and I want to do an MRI and EEG for her."
Dr. Shepherd explained.
"That's too much of a waste of time."
The middle-aged doctor was making a last-ditch effort.
"I insist on doing it."
Dr. Shepherd said firmly.
"You insist?"
Dr. Burke glanced at him as he flipped through the medical records.
"Yes!"
Dr. Shepherd nodded.
"If my Attending Physician Neurosurgery he needs an MRI and an EEG, then he can do it."
Dr. Burke closed the medical record and made the final decision.
"But we still have patients..."
The middle-aged doctor felt that he could still be saved.
"I can't control it."
Dr. Burke interrupted him directly, putting his hands on his hips and saying, "Who gets the organs is a matter for the organ sharing center."
Who donates organs is a matter for her and her family.
There's someone in my Operating Room waiting for a liver. That person might not be worth saving, but I can't do anything about it.
What can I possibly control?
All of the others!
Faced with such domineering words, the middle-aged doctor completely gave up resisting.
It's not that my brother isn't supportive.
"The patient is now in your care, Dr. Shepherd."
"Thank you, Dr. Burke."
Dr. Burke was pleased with the middle-aged doctor's helpless silence and his competitor's gratitude.
This is the taste of power.
Far beyond anything.
This reminded him of what Richard, the Chief of Surgery, said to him when his wife came to help him pack his things so he could temporarily move home to recuperate.
"I hope he's forced to retire, that's very appealing to you, isn't it? We all hope that. This job is a good fit for you, Preston. You're independent, a workaholic, the hospital and this job are enough for you, aren't they?"
He did not answer Richard's wife.
But the answer is obviously yes!
"Dr. Duncan, would you be willing to assist with the MRI scan?"
Dr. Shepherd glanced at Adam and George.
"Certainly."
Adam nodded.
Mr. Dean is not brain dead, but now he has immediately encountered a case that is almost brain dead, which is a golden learning opportunity.
George looked somewhat dejected, but he didn't question it.
Although he was the one who took over the case and it was he who went to see Adam, Dr. Shepherd, and Dr. Burke, it was Adam and his team who truly played the decisive role.
He finally gave up and became timid.
At that moment, a medical record came into view.
"O'Malley, you come too."
Dr. Shepherd handed him the medical record and patted him on the shoulder.
"Yes!"
George was overjoyed.
What could be more exciting than affirmation from a senior doctor?
Adam smiled to himself.
He understood that feeling.
Just like in my past life when I wrote online novels, I cared about my editors even more than I cared about my girlfriends.
Unless there's a problem, no one dares to bother her.
Even if there are problems, they are handled with extreme caution.
Is she there?
Let's wait until 9 o'clock to send it.
No, let's keep it at ten o'clock.
Don't bother her.
How should I put it?
Why isn't she replying?
Should I send it again?
Why hasn't she replied yet?
Ah! She replied! She replied! She replied!
Although she seems aloof, she's a really good editor!
Emmm...
That's how humble I am.
MRI Room.
"Did you see the tumor on her brainstem?"
Dr. Shepherd laughed.
"It looks terrible."
George stared at the MRI scan.
"But her brain is really alive and treatable."
Adam said.
"Yes! As long as the tumor is removed, she has a great chance of recovery."
Dr. Shepherd smiled and nodded, then looked at the organ removal team standing to the side waiting. "You can go back now. Only I can perform the surgery on her today."
The middle-aged medical team reluctantly carried away the freezers one by one.
"Dr. Duncan, you don't seem very happy?"
Dr. Shepherd noticed that Adam's expression remained rather serious.
"No, I'm very happy for her."
Adam shook his head. "I was just thinking about something."
"What's the problem?"
George blurted it out.
"Will she tear up the organ donation agreement as soon as she wakes up?"
Adam sighed.
Dr. Shepherd and George were both taken aback, and then the smiles on their faces disappeared.
Those who are willing to donate organs are, in theory, good people.
Their donated organs can save thousands of patients suffering from pain and the threat of death; it is a great act of altruism.
However, once an agreement is signed to donate organs after death, the risk of death increases exponentially for some unspeakable reason.
And if this kind of messed-up thing happens again and again, will anyone still be willing to donate organs?
Obstetrics and Gynecology.
Rachel has finished her checkup.
What did the doctor say?
Adam asked.
"Everything is fine."
Rachel laughed and asked, "What's this?"
"A gift for you."
Adam handed Rachel a wrapped gift box.
"Treat the symptoms correctly and recover as soon as possible?"
Rachel pulled out the note and read the blessing Adam had written on it, "Oh, thank you, Adam."
"You're welcome."
Adam said in a serious tone, "I hope you'll like it."
"I'm sure I'll like it."
Rachel fiddled with the gift box as she asked, "What is it?"
"You'll be even more surprised if you take it apart yourself when you get home."
Adam quickly stopped him.
"Give me a hint."
Rachel shook the gift box. "What color is it?"
"..."
Adam's lips twitched, and he said uncertainly, "Black?"
He didn't buy it.
Of course he didn't know.
However, as a psychology graduate, he had read many psychology books, and based on the instruction of "buy according to your preferences" given by Tool Man No. 3, he made a reasonable guess...
After all.
Get Out, anyone?
P. S.: Thank you to readers 20200510022929734, Pandoragon_Zongheng, Ouge Suiyue, and Xishanggehehe for the donations! I have something to do today, so there will only be one update at noon. I will try to write as soon as I get back this afternoon and try to guarantee three updates today.