A Perfect Score in Comprehension

Medical Center.

The ward.

"Mr. Linden, you're awake. How are you feeling?"

Adam asked.

Where is my wife?

Mr. Linden, with a white bandage on his forehead, looked around as soon as he opened his eyes.

"She was taken away by the police."

Adam explained.

"What did you tell the police?"

Mr. Linden, without the anxiety he had before the surgery, asked wearily, his eyes half-open.

"We didn't say anything."

Adam shook his head. "It was Mrs. Linden, she told me everything."

The police officer who came to question her was no novice; he quickly provoked Mrs. Linden's temper, and she blurted out everything without a second thought.

"I will not sue her."

Mr. Linden said remorsefully, "I'm sorry to her, and I deserved to be shot by her."

Adam didn't reply, but asked again, "Mr. Linden, how are you feeling? Is there anything wrong? I mean, physically."

"No."

Mr. Linden then asked, "What will happen to her?"

"Police will charge her with first-degree assault."

Adam closed the medical record, ending the conversation. "Mr. Linden, please get some rest. If anything happens, have the nurse contact me."

Noon.

Self-service restaurant.

"Adam, did you really take on a patient who survived being shot in the head?"

Cristina said enviously.

"It's not as good as you imagine."

Adam knew what she envied and explained, "We simply cleaned away the necrotic tissue from his forehead where the bullet had damaged it; the bullet is still in his head."

"I see."

Cristina was immediately disappointed.

This surgery is very simple.

The attraction naturally vanished instantly.

"See? Never offend a woman."

Meredith mocked.

"Hehe."

Ya looked up at her and smiled, "Dr. Shepherd said the same thing."

What did he say?

Meredith's eyes immediately sharpened.

"He said he could understand Mrs. Linden, and if he were Mr. Linden, he wouldn't blame her either. Sometimes, if giving a bullet can win back affection, it's worth it."

Adam was earnestly delivering his 'love words'.

Earlier in the Operating Room, Dr. Shepherd brought up this topic while performing surgery, expressing his feelings at length. Who was he talking to?

Only a fool would think it was meant for Adam.

That was clearly meant to be said to Meredith through Adam's mouth.

"He's treating choosing between me and her as something harder than getting shot in the head."

Meredith, being a woman and one of the parties involved, immediately understood the message and offered her own interpretation. "That is to say, even if she and his best friend betrayed him, he still loved her more than he loved me."

"..."

Adam's lips twitched.

Dr. Shepherd, it's not that I didn't want to pass on the message, it's just that Meredith's comprehension is perfect!

But upon closer reflection...

One is blessed with passionate love, the other with a crazy reduction after betrayal, but in the end they get an inseparable love, a love that is equivalent to being killed rather than making a choice.

Dr. Shepherd loved his wife more, and Meredith's understanding seems to be correct.

"Adam, be careful."

Liz remarked, "You never know when something like this might happen to you."

No, it won't.

Adam smiled reservedly.

Don't say he wouldn't lie.

Even if he accidentally encounters a machete, as long as it's not Asura's Battlefield, he can dodge scattered bullets in advance thanks to his 'Bullet Time' ability.

There's absolutely no need to rely on incredible luck like Mr. Linden did.

And he also has Juno.

If he encounters a 'good friend' who can't adjust to psychological problems, he can ask Juno for help in comforting him.

No one knows more about this than her!

"Liz, how is your patient?"

Cristina changed the subject.

She prefers discussing medical cases to gossip, which broadens her horizons.

"Still no clue."

Liz said in distress, "We can't find anything wrong. I don't know how my heart suddenly stopped beating."

"Is this her medical record?"

Cristina took the medical record book next to Liz and started flipping through it.

"Multiple intermittent syncope, irregular heart rate, history of rheumatic heart disease and mitral stenosis, but currently electrolytes are normal, urine toxin test is negative, and electrocardiogram is normal..."

"Everything was normal, but then I suddenly fainted. It was terrifying."

Liz smiled wryly, "But she herself is a PhD in pharmacology. If I could have discovered the problem, she probably would have known long ago."

"Let me see."

Adam also became interested, took the medical record, and while looking at it, casually remarked, "This should be considered a rare or difficult case, right? Why doesn't she go to Dr. House next door?"

"She didn't say."

Liz explained, "Dr. Burke was going to have me do Ultrasound first, but she wanted to have a heart rate restoration procedure or a thoracotomy, and also wanted to have a pacemaker or an internal permanent defibrillator."

"She wants to have major surgery before even understanding the situation?"

Cristina asked in surprise, "How did she get her PhD in pharmacology?"

"Her illness may not be physical, but psychological."

Adam seemed to be deep in thought.

"How so?"

Liz looked over immediately.

"She has changed hospitals four times this year."

Adam noted, "I live in the hospital almost all year round, and the timing of my palpitations and sudden fainting is quite interesting; it always happens around the time the hospital routinely discharges patients."

"Are you saying she's faking illness and trying to stay in the hospital?"

Cristina immediately understood.

"What?"

Liz was stunned and asked, puzzled, "Why?"

"Her experience."

Adam explained, "Her parents were missionaries abroad for many years, and she was all alone with no relatives to care for her. Perhaps she liked the feeling of being taken care of."

"Munchausen Syndrome".

Cristina exclaimed, "She's playing the patient, imagining us medical staff as her family, taking good care of her."

"But she doesn't seem like the kind of person who lies. She's very sincere and cheerful, and the nurses all love listening to her stories about her travels abroad."

Liz hesitated.

How do you know she has a PhD in pharmacology?

Adam asked.

"What she said..."

Liz was taken aback.

"But her medical record doesn't have the suffix 'PHD'."

Adam points to the medical record.

Doctors and PhDs, as highly educated individuals, are usually highlighted on various documents to demonstrate their status and position, just like traditional nobles.

The divorce papers for Dr. Shepherd were signed Derek Shepherd MD.

Liz was completely stunned.

"Everyone lies."

Adam chuckled, "You can ask to see her handbag; it should contain medication that can cause palpitations and fainting. If she firmly refuses, you'll have your answer."

Ring ring.

Just then, Adam's phone rang.

Adam picked it up and rolled his eyes. After answering the call, he said directly, "Ted, don't even think about it. I said six months and it's six months... I'm coming right away."

Upon hearing Ted's words, Adam immediately got up and ran towards the emergency room.