The Heroine Who Came Knocking

Medical Center.

VIP ward.

"... That's how the surgery goes. The surgery will be performed immediately after the children are born, so there won't be time for a Q&A session. So please ask any questions you have now."

Dr. Montgomery, the Chief of Neonatology who was in charge of this case, explained the entire surgical procedure.

But Mrs. Rusebin was lost in thought and did not react at all.

Clearly, the bad news had a huge impact on her.

"We all know, there's no doubt about it."

Mr. Russebin nodded blankly, his face filled with sorrow.

Ring ring.

His phone rang again.

"I'm sorry, this is the home phone. My mother is over seventy years old and can only take care of my three four-year-old boys for a short while. Could you please take better care of Doreen?"

Mr. Russebin picked up his phone, looked at it, and made a wry smile as he pleaded.

"Certainly."

Dr. Montgomery nodded quickly.

"Mother?"

Mr. Russebin kissed his wife's forehead, picked up the phone, called out, nodded to the others, and walked outside.

"Dr. Duncan, Dr. Stevenson, you two will coordinate your schedules and be responsible for the full-time care."

"Dr. Montgomery gave the order."

"Yes."

Adam and Liz nodded.

After everyone left.

"Aren't you on standby as a backup?"

Liz's gaze toward Adam became somewhat strange.

"It's all work, what's this talk about backups?"

Adam said seriously, "Let's coordinate the timing. Given Mrs. Rusebin's current condition, she will give birth either tomorrow or the day after, so our main care time will be in the next few days."

How about this, you do the first half of the night, and I'll do the second half?

"OK."

Liz immediately agreed upon hearing this.

This is equivalent to Adam taking over the night shift, clearly looking after her.

She was naturally willing.

In this respect, she doesn't object to having another Adam help her.

But I still feel a bit awkward.

Originally, she was the 'master' and Adam was the 'guest'.

Now Adam has clearly taken the lead.

She had no choice but to accept it, which perfectly mirrored the ruthless, shameless, and unreasonable nature of life!

Adam took the ultrasound machine to Alice Grey's office, told her about Mrs. Rusebin's situation, and together they discussed how to improve the surgical outcome.

Alice Grey's previous surgery was not due to a pregnancy with five babies.

There were some details that Adam hadn't even considered when he discussed them with her.

Each situation requires specific analysis.

The legendary female doctor's experience, vision, and approach to problems indeed provided Adam with a lot of inspiration when he encountered new challenges.

Night falls.

After discussing the case, and knowing that he would be spending the next few days on the quintuplets, Adam took advantage of Liz's shift to go to the emergency room.

Let's steal a few days of our Lifespan, at least.

Nurse station.

"Violet, are there any interesting cases?"

Adam asked the Nurse Know-It-All.

"There really is."

The Nurse Know-It-All, smirked and pulled one out of the medical record box, handing it to Adam: "Dr. Duncan, this patient who came to the clinic is particularly interesting."

"Oh?"

Adam smiled and took the medical record, heading towards Consultation Room 7.

"Mr. Patrick, I am Dr. Duncan."

Adam pushed open the door and smiled at a young white man inside, saying, "Are you feeling unwell?"

He then noticed that one of the other person's fingers was broken.

Just as he was about to speak to the other party.

Mr. Patrick spoke, poking his left leg with his broken finger, then his right leg. "Ouch, it hurts here, ouch, it hurts here too."

Then he poked at various parts of her body, each poke causing pain. "Ouch, it hurts everywhere."

Finally, he looked at Adam with a blank expression and asked seriously, "Doctor, do I have some serious illness? Am I going to die?"

"..."

Adam's lips twitched. He carefully observed Mr. Patrick's expression and realized that the other man was not joking with him. He immediately made a guess.

"Mr. Patrick, have you been on drugs?"

"No."

Mr. Patrick shook his head. "I never take drugs."

Adam nodded, held up three fingers, and waved them in front of the other person. "How many is this?"

"3!"

Mr. Patrick said.

"Yesterday was Halloween, what day was it again?"

Adam asked casually.

"November 1st."

Mr. Patrick thought for a moment and replied.

"And the day before yesterday?"

Adam asked again.

"October 30th or October 31st?"

Mr. Patrick scratched his head.

"There's something I've never understood: why is the reflection in a mirror upside down, instead of upside down?"

Adam asked with a smile.

"Well."

Mr. Patrick was stunned. He scratched his head and racked his brains, but he just couldn't answer.

"It seems I'm not the only one who can't figure it out."

Adam interrupted, "Nobody understands."

"I see."

Mr. Patrick gave a simple, honest smile.

"The good news is that I know the cause of your illness."

Adam laughed and said, "You're not in pain all over your body, but because this finger of yours is broken. If you poke any part of your body with this finger, the pressure will intensify the pain in your finger, creating the illusion that your whole body is in pain."

"So that's how it is."

Mr. Patrick suddenly realized. "Then, doctor, can you cure me?"

"Certainly."

Adam nodded and helped him treat his external injuries.

However, this is only a temporary solution and not a cure.

If Adam wasn't mistaken, this Mr. Patrick must be mentally challenged.

"Dr. Duncan, over here."

He had just finished his treatment and stepped out of the consultation room when he saw the Nurse Know-It-All waving at him.

Adam glanced at it, paused slightly, and then quickly walked over.

However, a tiger's head was stuck on a child's face.

"He climbed onto a stool in the house, stuck his head in it, and then started screaming."

The child's father said helplessly, "I took him to see the Lion King nine times. It seems this is karma."

"His teeth were stuck in his neck."

Adam examined it and said, "We need to pull out the tiger's teeth."

"Ooh ooh ooh".

The child's father immediately exclaimed, "This specimen was brought back from the Three Kingdoms by my great-grandfather along with Teddy Ross. It has been in my family for ninety years. It is a precious antique!"

"Your child's neck is bleeding."

Adam reminded him.

"I wanted to pull it out before, but I probably made things worse."

The child's father said with remorse.

"Dad, it hurts."

The child cried out.

"Go ahead and do it."

The child's father gritted his teeth.

Ultimately, they cherish their children more than their precious antiques.

"Dr. Duncan, I'll go get the saw."

"The Nurse Know-It-All said it."

"No."

Adam shook his head, reached into the tiger's mouth, grasped its teeth, and with a little force, removed one of the tiger's teeth stuck in the child's neck from its root.

With a few quick movements, Adam pulled out all the tiger's teeth that were stuck in the child's mouth, freeing the child's head from the tiger's mouth.

The child's father stared in disbelief as he reached out and took the tiger teeth one by one.

"Adam!"

As Adam was treating the child's neck wound, a familiar, angry female voice came from behind.

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