Firepower at Full Blast

Medical Center.

Operating Room No. 1.

"Ah!"

Meredith, who was watching from the Observation Room above, exclaimed out loud.

Adam was simply too fast and his movements were too exaggerated, making it look very violent.

How could Bonnie, in her physical condition, withstand such movements?

It's not just Meredith.

Even Leonard, who had great confidence in Adam, was taken aback.

"Dr. Green!"

Time was of the essence, Adam immediately reminded them loudly.

Leonard then realized what was happening and stepped forward to perform surgery.

"Blood pressure is stable, and heart rate is normal."

The operating nurse exclaimed in surprise, "The bleeding has really stopped!"

"Well done!"

Leonard looked at Adam's hand reaching into Bonnie's chest and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Dr. Burke was using a chainsaw to cut off the excess steel pipe so that Mr. Maynard could lie down for surgery.

The doctors and nurses in the second group couldn't help but glance at Adam's hand.

They all had the illusion of seeing things.

Now, however, they are all deeply shocked.

Adam wasn't just messing around; he actually stopped the arterial hemorrhage.

This is incredible.

But no one dared to ask.

As the steel pipe was cut by the hacksaw, Mr. Maynard lay down, and two emergency surgeries were performed simultaneously.

Everyone got busy and tense.

The original plan was to rescue Mr. Maynard, but compared to Bonnie, who was lifeless, his chances of survival were slightly higher; it didn't mean he would definitely be saved.

That is indeed the case.

The second group consisted of Dr. Burke and Dr. Shepherd.

However, various dangers continue to arise.

On this side, Leonard is the lead surgeon, with Dr. Bailey as the first assistant.

There are naturally dangers here as well.

But compared to Group 2, there were fewer.

As the surgery neared its end, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but then they couldn't help but glance at Adam's hand, which had been stuck in Bonnie's chest the entire time.

"Adam, how did you do that?"

Leonard asked what everyone was thinking while undergoing surgery.

Nothing more.

Adam smiled and said, "It's still those three words: fast, accurate, and steady."

Everyone: "..."

"To be more specific, let's talk about people."

Leonard was speechless, but still gave Adam a chance to show off.

After all, their interests are aligned.

"There's really nothing to say."

Adam explained, "First, I mentally simulated Bonnie's injuries, and then, at the angle of the steel pipe insertion, I pulled her out as steadily as possible without causing any unnecessary additional pressure."

After pulling it out, based on the location of the injury, I immediately replaced the original steel pipe with my hand and accurately blocked the artery. Of course, all of this had to be done quickly, and fortunately, I was fast enough.

Everyone: "..."

That makes a lot of sense!

It's simply about being fast, accurate, and steady.

But besides you, who the hell can do that?

He effortlessly lifted a person weighing over 100 pounds and pulled her out at a precise angle, without the slightest error.

Which doctor has the power to just go boxing and make quick money? Wouldn't that be better?

He inserted his hand directly, accurately replacing the original steel pipe and blocking the artery. Fortunately, his eyesight was accurate and his speed was fast enough.

Which doctor has that speed and accuracy? Wouldn't it be better to be a super magician like David Phil, reaping fame and fortune?

And what's with that thing that simulates injuries in the brain?

"I think Adam, your manual hemostasis could become a specialized medical technique."

Leonard broke the silence and said in a serious tone.

Adam smiled reservedly.

This move possesses the elegance of Li Xiaoyao's Dragon Cloud Hand, the unerring accuracy of Duke Wei's Dragon Claw Hand, and the hemostatic effect of the Sunflower Acupoint Tapping Hand.

Adam himself was extremely proud of himself.

This isn't a martial arts story set in the East Country, so we can't come up with a name that has such profound meaning.

The Hand of God is barely acceptable.

However, naming it after God here would be too high-profile and could easily attract extremists, so that option had to be abandoned.

The surgery lasted a long time.

Fortunately, they all succeeded in the end.

Adam didn't bask in the praise of the crowd; after leaving the Operating Room, he threw himself into another rescue effort.

There were more than 300 people on the derailed train.

Given the level of rescue capabilities in the United States, at this point in time, many people are probably only just being found, put on ambulances, and rushed to the hospital.

Dr. Bailey wouldn't let Meredith go back to sleep; he wanted her to wake up and get back to work—and he wasn't kidding.

Even a single acute or critical illness requires a large number of staff.

Major surgeries like those performed on Bonnie and Mr. Maynard involve a large number of doctors and nurses, yet only one or two people are saved in such a long period of time.

Those still experiencing milder symptoms might have already developed into severe cases by now.

The emergency room is in complete chaos and urgently needs continuous support.

Adam had just approached the emergency room when he witnessed a case.

A middle-aged African American woman with her hair styled in numerous braids was lying there motionless on her phone, which kept ringing. Her friend nudged her.

With a thud.

She collapsed to the ground.

"OMG!"

Her friend immediately screamed, "Help! Doctor! Someone help!"

Originally, it was her friend who was lying in the hospital bed waiting for treatment.

She was the lucky one who escaped unharmed after such a major accident.

Previously, she had been constantly returning calls from other relatives and friends who had received the news and offered their well wishes.

Amidst laughter and scathing remarks, she showed no concern for the accident.

They not only used the disaster as a bragging point, but also constantly mocked George and his friends for being young.

Is a little kid who looks about the same age as her son considered a doctor?

He kept talking nonstop for hours.

This made all the medical staff, and even the injured patients nearby, extremely disgusted with her.

Later, when she was really sleepy, she lay down on the edge of the bed to take a short nap, still holding her phone in her hand, ready to answer the call and brag to someone else at any time.

Then, without warning, she fell asleep and never woke up.

"Blue alert! I need help!"

George, who was standing nearby, bent down to examine the area and shouted.

Adam strode over, examined her, and shook his head, saying, "She lost too much blood and is dead. Announce it."

"Died from blood loss?"

George said in disbelief, "I didn't see her bleeding at all, she didn't say anything, she wasn't even a patient."

"Internal bleeding."

Adam glanced at him. "It's not your fault, George, go ahead and announce it."

"Time of death: 8:23."

George glanced at the time and announced.

I was completely dazed.

Although he utterly loathed her incessantly insulting mouth, when she collapsed beside him, how he wished she could continue to so obnoxiously criticize him for being too young to be a doctor.

"Stop standing there, quickly check on the others to see if anyone has internal bleeding that they don't know about."

Adam nudged him.

"Oh oh."

George immediately agreed.

While waiting for new critically ill patients to arrive, Adam kept his mind focused, observing the entire emergency room to see if anyone was injured without realizing it.