Controversial Theory

Medical Center.

After passing by Dr. Montgomery.

Adam was getting ready to go to the emergency room.

Then someone called out to me again.

"Adam!"

Cristina stopped Adam: "How about I exchange that favor for a surgery?"

What kind of surgery?

Adam smiled noncommittally.

"Intestinal Foreign Body Removal Surgery".

Cristina pitched, "She swallowed four razor blades and is very likely to suffer intestinal perforation and multiple infections. This surgery is good; although it's not exactly rare, it's enough to make up for the favor I owe you, isn't it?"

"No."

Adam shook his head and smiled, "However, I can perform this surgery for you for free, so you won't owe me another favor."

"What?"

Cristina exclaimed.

"Come on."

Adam shrugged and said, "You don't think I don't know about that female prisoner who was just rushed in, do you? She killed three people and is kept in a solitary Xiao Hei in prison."

This isn't the first time he's swallowed razor blades just to get some fresh air. It's perfectly normal to be afraid of such a vicious patient; I can help you with that.

"Damn it! It was so close!"

Cristina clenched her fist in frustration, then complained, "How do you know everything?"

"So don't try to fool me."

Adam laughed and said, "How about it? I'll help you for free, how about it?"

Don't even think about it.

Cristina rolled her eyes and turned to leave. "She said she doesn't kill doctors... at least not a single doctor has died at her hands yet."

"Stay away from her."

Adam shouted a reminder at Cristina's retreating figure.

This ruthless criminal, who killed three people, could potentially attack and kill a doctor at any moment if one is not careful.

Anyway, killing him is no big deal.

At most, the sentence will be extended by a few hundred years.

Therefore, the other party's attitude was extremely arrogant.

Adam heard from the nurse that when the female prisoner was first brought in, she was shouting and yelling happily, calling everyone her precious treasure. Her crazy behavior was quite frightening.

The nurses in charge of her were all unlucky ones who hadn't drawn a good lot, so they all kept their distance from her when she went in.

Even with her hands handcuffed, the nurse was still terrified when changing her dressings, fearing that the female prisoner might suddenly attack and hurt someone.

The female prisoner noticed that the nurse was afraid of her, so she yelled at and ordered the nurse around as if she were her servant.

The nurses had no choice but to put up with it.

No way.

I'm really scared.

Even though Cristina naturally possesses the calmness and rationality of an excellent surgeon, it's impossible for her not to be afraid when facing such a patient.

She was right to come to Adam.

Of all the Medical Center, only Adam could handle it with ease.

However, the idea of Adam owing favors was something he would never even consider.

Noon.

Self-service restaurant.

"The patient you met before who kept a rattlesnake as a pet was already bizarre enough, but this time I've met someone even more bizarre."

George couldn't help but say, "He keeps leeches as pets."

"What's going on?"

Adam was also taken aback.

"My patient Multiple Cutaneous Melanoma."

George explained, "Biotherapy was used."

"They used leeches."

Adam suddenly realized. "He wants to keep them after the treatment?"

"Right."

George complained, "He said the leeches helped him, and he wants to keep them and find a chance to release them back into nature."

"That's normal."

Adam laughed and said, "It's not for any strange or weird purpose."

As they were talking.

Cristina walked over with a frown.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing Adam looking her up and down, Cristina said irritably.

"Your body is in perfect condition; you're lucky today."

Adam joked.

"She's really not afraid of death."

Cristina complained, "Even after we told her about the risks of the surgery, she still just kept asking us for mint chocolate ice cream."

"The more this happens, the more afraid you become, isn't that right?"

Adam pointed out the key point.

"Isn't that obvious?"

Cristina said speechlessly, "You didn't see how the nurses who were taking care of her were shaking so badly. They went to the toilet several times in just a short while."

"I'm thinking about a question."

Adam laughed and said, "If everyone in prison were like her, wouldn't our medical system be overwhelmed immediately?"

"Certainly."

Cristina paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "There are so many people in the prison, and they're all like this. How could we possibly save them all?"

Do you know how much government funding is required for a single prison inmate each year?

Adam asked again.

"How many?"

George asked curiously.

"Sixty thousand dollars per person per year."

Adam laughed and said, "They can easily call an expensive ambulance to the hospital and boss us around. In some ways, they live a better life than us interns."

"Puff!"

George burst out laughing, incredulously asking, "How much? Sixty thousand dollars?! That means it would take two of us to support just one of them?"

"Wrong."

Cristina corrected, "You earn about $30,000 a year, and you only pay a few thousand dollars in taxes. It would take more than ten of you working hard to support just one of them. And that doesn't even take into account the precious medical resources they would consume if they caused such trouble all the time."

"No way?"

George was dumbfounded.

"Why not?"

Cristina cautioned, "If a prisoner consumes $60,000 of government funding each year, building more prisons and taking in more prisoners would be equivalent to thousands of standard middle-class elites working for themselves."

They still eat pig feed, and there's no rest all year round!

Earning hundreds of millions of dollars a year is a piece of cake.

Why are there more and more private prisons?

"How could it have risen so wildly if it wasn't making money?"

"Hehe, now you understand, right?"

Adam laughed and said, "They say doctors and lawyers are the most standard middle-class professions, but after four years of university, four years of medical school, and six or seven years of residency, it takes fourteen or fifteen years to truly reach the middle class."

Only then will their 'income and spending power' begin to catch up with those of the criminals in prison.

It's actually quite funny, actually.

Interns and residents don't earn much; it's only when they become Attending Physician that they start to really make money.

Even so, it also depends on the Attending Physician's skill level and whether they are good at handling things.

"That's not how you calculate it..."

George was unwilling to accept this Controversial Theory and instinctively shook his head. "We have freedom, and they don't..."

"You're just an intern, what freedom do you have?"

Cristina interrupted, "Even prisoners in other prisons have time to go outside every day. When we get busy, we don't even have time to eat or go to the toilet."

"..."

George was speechless.

Then I felt terrible.

He worked hard to become a doctor, and he was still very proud of it. He looked down on his two older brothers, who were a postman and a car mechanic, respectively.

But after Adam and Cristina analyzed it this way, that inner pride and sense of accomplishment suddenly diminished somewhat.

He certainly knew there was something wrong with the comparison.

If he can get through this tough time, things will get better for him, while things will get worse for the prisoners.

But for some reason, he just felt really depressed.

"I've heard that some surgical fanatics bring their own diapers when they get busy with surgeries. I really hope that one day I can wear a diaper to the Operating Room..."

When Cristina started talking about this, she went off-topic, fantasizing about becoming a top surgeon and living in the Operating Room every day.

They're really going to great lengths to avoid wasting time.

"Adam, it won't be as convenient for you to wear it as it is for me."

"... No, that won't happen."

Adam's lips twitched. "I'm in charge of my bladder. No matter how busy the surgery is, I can handle it."

P. S.: Thank you to Big Tiger and Resurrection Armor for their generous donations over the past few days! I'm not feeling well today and want to go to bed early, so this is the only chapter I have. Tomorrow I will take a bath, burn incense, fast, and go into seclusion to write more chapters and make up for it. Four chapters in total. Please forgive me!