Even a Saint Has a Girlish Side

Medical Center.

Emergency room.

Waaaaah.

The siren of an ambulance blared again.

Adam immediately went to meet him.

"In a highway car accident, there were two male minors in the car. Both of them were wearing seat belts. They were thrown out of the car. One of them suffered a sudden heart attack and was unconscious with weak vital signs."

"That's what the paramedics said quickly."

Adam immediately began CPR and other emergency treatments.

Unfortunately, the injuries were too severe, with a large amount of gray matter in the brain leaking out. Atropine was injected, and cardiopulmonary resuscitation was performed for nearly ten minutes.

"Time of death: 7:33."

Adam stopped performing CPR, glanced at the time, and announced.

They were both car accident patients.

Last time, Adam did his best to save the patient for over an hour and created a miracle.

This time, after about ten minutes of resuscitation efforts, they simply gave up.

Aside from the different injuries...

Adam's subconscious was also present in it.

The last time, the victims were innocent.

This time, according to the policeman who came with him, the teenager was Street Racers who ran a red light on the highway and killed a 22-year-old girl.

They were the first to be brought in for emergency treatment.

The innocent girl had her neck broken and was left at the scene.

They didn't even have a chance to be rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Adam was a doctor, not a judge.

But for such speeding killers, he will only follow the procedures and will not make any extra efforts.

"I need help!"

From the emergency room next door, Susan's voice could be heard.

Adam immediately pushed open the door and went over.

The second person in the vehicle that caused the accident was also brought in, struggling in pain.

"Ouch! It hurts so much!"

Susan wanted to examine him, but the two of them couldn't hold him down at all.

"Adam, come help me hold him down."

Susan was overjoyed to see Adam approaching.

Adam was famous for his great strength.

"OK."

Adam nodded, stepped forward, and reached out to hold the other person down.

The man was immediately frozen in place.

"Well done!"

Susan praised the young man as she examined him.

"Prepare to irrigate the wound."

Susan said.

This is an examination step to determine whether there is internal bleeding and whether surgery is required.

First, make a small incision in the patient's abdomen, then use a catheter to infuse saline solution. Once the incision is full, if blood flows out, it indicates internal bleeding, and the patient must be immediately taken to the Operating Room for surgery.

"No need, he's bleeding internally, get him to the Operating Room immediately."

After examining it, Adam confirmed.

Are you sure?

Susan was taken aback.

"Sure."

Adam nodded.

"All right."

Susan and Adam exchanged a glance and chose to believe Adam.

Even though she was the emergency room resident.

Adam was merely an intern under her.

But everyone has their own judgment on who is more capable.

"Notify the Operating Room, we're coming right away."

Susan immediately gave the order.

The outcome of internal bleeding can be completely different if surgery is performed earlier.

"OMG! Larry is dead!"

As Adam pushed the young man on the gurney toward the Operating Room, he saw his friend lying alone next door through the crack in the opening door and immediately cried out in terror.

"Will I die too?!"

"We will do everything we can to save you."

Susan comforted her.

The nurses immediately contacted the Operating Room.

"What? They're all in use? Can't you make room for us? No? This is Dr. Duncan's surgery! Can we cut in line for Operating Room number 5? Okay, we'll go to Operating Room number 5 right away!"

After hanging up the phone, the nurse immediately ran after Adam and the others.

"Dr. Duncan, Operating Room number 5."

After saying that, he ran to the front and opened the door to guide Adam and his group.

Operating Room No. 5.

"They don't have time."

While preparing for anesthesia, Susan contacted her Attending Physician and obtained permission to perform the surgery.

"We're the only ones who can do it."

"Don't be nervous, we can do it."

Adam laughed as he cleaned and disinfected.

"You shall be the surgeon."

Susan smiled wryly.

She is an emergency room physician.

Although they can perform surgery, they usually handle emergency rescues, stabilize the injured person's condition, and then send them directly to the operating Operating Room for surgery.

The frequency of surgeries performed cannot be compared to that of a surgical resident like Bailey who specializes in surgery.

She only performs surgeries when everyone is busy.

If the frequency is insufficient, confidence will inevitably suffer.

Are you sure?

Adam asked.

Doctors, especially resident physicians still in training, all enjoy performing surgery.

Because only through a sufficient number of surgeries can one hone their skills.

This is the foundation of a doctor's livelihood, their bread and butter.

"I'm sure."

Susan laughed and said, "You're the surgeon, aren't you?"

"All right."

Adam glanced at her, considered her personality, and nodded in agreement.

Her Saintly Mother nature (a true Saintly Mother, not in a derogatory sense) means she values patients' lives far more than her own technical improvement.

In her opinion.

There was clearly an Adam in this Operating Room who was far more skilled than her, but for the patient's sake, it would naturally be better to have Adam perform the surgery.

Replace her with Cristina.

She would only go first herself, and if that didn't work, she would consider switching to Adam.

That's right!

Only at this point will she begin to consider it.

This is a typical surgeon with God Complex and extreme self-confidence!

And Susan.

No wonder she gave up surgery and chose emergency medicine.

Once everything is ready.

Adam walked to the surgeon's position, nodded to Susan was standing opposite him as his assistant, and held out his hand, saying, "Scalpel!"

The operating nurse immediately handed the scalpel to Adam.

Adam skillfully and calmly cut open the patient's chest.

"Everyone says you're great at theory, but I think you're even better at surgery."

The surgery went smoothly, and Susan was in a good mood, admiring Adam's smooth and skillful surgical technique, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"At this stage, theory is still the most powerful."

Adam smiled reservedly.

The surgery was a success.

Afterwards, Susan left in a hurry; she still had that uremia patient from Zaun waiting for her.

Nurse station.

As Adam approached, he could hear the Zaun Madman shouting from afar.

"Who told you to do this?!"

"I've already booked a doctor for you."

Susan stood there and said helplessly.

"Dr. Lewis said all sorts of nice things to persuade the clinic to readmit him, but he didn't appreciate it."

"He even insulted Dr. Duncan."

"This kind of person is despicable."

The nurses condemned it.

"I'm not going!"

The Zaun Madman crumpled the appointment slip into a ball and threw it at Susan's face.

"Mr. Rake."

Even Susan was getting angry. She took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "If you don't go, you'll just come back here, but none of us want that."

"Shut up!"

"Zaun Madman shouted."

"What did you say?"

Susan couldn't believe it.

Are you deaf?

The Zaun Madman pointed at Susan and yelled, "I said shut up! You disgusting idiot!"

Adam couldn't stand it anymore and signaled to the nurse to notify security.

Susan's expression changed repeatedly as she walked to the nurses' station.

Her good intentions were once again brutally rejected, this time crushed into a pulp.

"Don't get angry over this kind of person."

Adam comforted him.

Susan shook her head, her eyes sweeping over a pot of sunflowers at the nurses' station, a glint in her eyes.

The security guards arrived quickly.

Susan saw this, gestured for them to stay away, then walked over to the Zaun Madman and put on her sweet smile again.

A short while later.

"God, I'm not a baby."

"Can't you just put it in my mouth?" Zaun Madman said helplessly.

"Sorry, it's hospital policy. I'll be back in ten minutes."

Susan's lips curled up as she spoke, pulling all the curtains around the hospital bed closed.

"Wait, don't I have any privacy at all?"

The Zaun Madman was also getting anxious.

He was lying on the hospital bed with his pants and everything else off, just to have his temperature taken.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

"What's so funny? Haven't you ever seen someone taking your temperature before?"

"Zaun Madman frowned."

Everyone was trying hard to suppress their laughter.

But there stood a sunflower, leaning precariously, seemingly smiling at everyone.

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