Everyone Gets to Work on the Intestines

Medical Center.

"What's wrong? You look so pale."

Adam snapped out of his reverie and was somewhat surprised to find that Meredith looked unwell.

Did Meredith also hear the story of that 'famous gourmet,' psychologist, and professor'?

"Mr. Harper ..."

Meredith hesitated for a moment, as if she had swallowed a fly, before saying, "He said my features were too beautiful and delicate, like porcelain, and that he didn't want to tell me what he had swallowed because it was somewhat offensive, and also because of the way he looked at me..."

She had previously assumed that Mr. Harper was only after her beauty.

She felt it was normal, and deep down she even felt a little happy.

After all, my beauty is no joke.

This is how a normal man would react to her.

But now Adam has pointed it out.

She really felt offended.

"I see."

Adam said seriously, "Then I suggest you talk to Dr. Bailey and have this case handed over to someone else, preferably not a woman."

"Thank you for reminding me."

Upon hearing that he was to hand over the medical records, Meredith's eyes sharpened immediately. "But no need, I can handle it."

"Are you sure?"

Adam laughed and said, "This kind of person either has pica, a curtain fetish, a strange orientation, or simply likes it."

"I think he simply likes her."

Meredith took the CT scan and prepared to go see Dr. Bailey.

You wouldn't think that way.

Adam quickly caught up with her and stood beside her. "Do you know why he likes to do this? He either likes the feeling of swallowing and then excreting, or it's the prelude to some kind of perverted desire."

"I don't want to hear it anymore."

Meredith yelled and turned his brisk walk into a jog.

Tsk!

This didn't scare Meredith into handing over the surgery she was about to perform to him.

Adam couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

However, he still quickly followed after them.

Joking aside...

Meredith was a friend, to a large extent, and he didn't want her to actually meet someone like that.

It would be good to go and take a look to confirm.

After all, he had spent a long time with Juno, studied psychology seriously, and undergone mental enhancement to become a super genius, which greatly improved his sense of danger.

I can't see through people's hearts like Juno.

The vague feeling is still somewhat accurate.

The movie screening room.

"The results are in?"

Nazui Dr. Bailey glanced at Adam, then fixed his gaze on Meredith: "Calf?"

As a senior resident physician, she had clearly already formed her own judgment.

"No."

Meredith handed the CT scan to Dr. Bailey: "It's a toy doll's head."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Dr. Bailey was astonished. He took the CT scan, shoved it onto the viewing light panel, adjusted the light intensity, and looked closely before exclaiming in surprise.

"Holy crap! It's Judy Doll!"

"You can even tell the brand?"

Adam glanced at Dr. Bailey in surprise.

I know what you're thinking.

Dr. Bailey rolled her eyes. "Can't I get to know Judy Doll?"

"Of course not."

Adam immediately shook his head. "Every woman has a girl inside her, Dr. Bailey, it's perfectly normal for you to like Judy Doll."

Meredith rolled his eyes immediately, his gaze towards Adam filled with contempt.

Dr. Bailey is the Nazi!

Which eye of yours saw that she has a girlish heart?

You sycophant!

Adam ignored Meredith's gaze, a genuine smile on his face.

Dr. Bailey is indeed not good-looking, and he is short and fat.

But they have a warm heart.

From now on, even many men will have a girl living in their hearts.

Why is Dr. Bailey not good enough?

Adam said this from the bottom of his heart; he absolutely did not want Dr. Bailey to give him more opportunities.

Um.

Absolutely not!

"I love Judy Doll, and I collect Judy Doll."

Dr. Bailey glanced at Adam expressionlessly, but his tone had changed.

She, who usually focuses on her work and doesn't talk about her personal life, took the initiative to say a few more words this time.

Meredith, who had been following Dr. Bailey, was even more struck by the contrast in this regard.

How could Dr. Bailey not see through Adam's blatant flattery?

Dr. Bailey still benefited.

She knew it!

No one is invulnerable.

Nazui Dr. Bailey wouldn't do!

Thinking of this, Meredith gave Adam a disdainful look.

Adam gave her a look, letting her figure it out herself.

Back then...

After Meredith finished her first shift, she went to her second shift early in the morning and handed Dr. Bailey a latte right in front of everyone.

What kind of behavior is this?

This is blatant flattery!

"Meredith, what do we do now?"

Dr. Bailey composed himself and switched back to his the Nazi demeanor.

"Cleanse your intestines!"

Meredith began to answer her tutor's questions seriously.

"Specifically."

Dr. Bailey pressed for an answer.

"We need to remove all 36 feet (10.8 meters) of Mr. Harper's intestines from his abdominal cavity, find the heads of these Judy Doll by hand, cut open the intestines, squeeze out the Judy Doll one by one, and then sew them up."

Meredith answered quickly.

"Okay, Meredith, go schedule Operating Room appointment. Mr. Harper is in critical condition; the surgery must be performed today."

Dr. Bailey was fairly satisfied with Meredith's answer and began assigning tasks, "Then see if George, Young, and Liz are free, and call them over if they are."

"Yes."

Meredith answered loudly, giving Adam a smug look.

Trying to steal the surgery?

Stop dreaming.

Adam smiled without saying a word.

"Duncan, go to the psychiatry department and get someone to take a look at this Mr. Harper and see what's wrong with him."

Dr. Bailey looked at Adam: "Then if you're free, you can come and help with the surgery. This long intestine needs to be cleaned, and we need enough people."

"Okay, Dr. Bailey."

Adam's smile became even more genuine.

In the corridor.

"Sycophant!"

Meredith complained.

"Are you slandering Dr. Bailey's impartiality?"

Adam raised an eyebrow.

"Of course not..."

Meredith was speechless.

She worked under Dr. Bailey and wouldn't dare admit to such a thing.

So that's why.

Adam laughed and said, "Your ideas are pure conjecture and don't exist at all. Go and make an appointment."

After saying that, he quickly went to the psychiatric ward to find someone to take a look at Mr. Harper.

Meredith was left there gritting his teeth.

Inside the ward.

Adam, accompanied by a psychiatrist, finally met the legendary Mr. Harper.

Adam's gaze sharpened the moment he saw him.

That smile!

That look in his eyes!

It's not the kind of perversion that some professor has.

But if the other person is standing at the crossroads and looks around, they can definitely see the shadow of a certain professor in one of the directions.

Adam was overwhelmed with thoughts.

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