Rocket Propelled Grenade Incoming

Outside the Medical Center.

Adam, having done a good deed, waved goodbye to the grateful middle-aged African American man and drove to New Jersey.

That night.

It was naturally another scene of joy and celebration.

Emmm.

More than one million words of code have been omitted here.

After Christmas.

Time flies by even faster.

New Year's Day will arrive soon.

It was 1999.

"Adam, tonight at Friends Bar, New Year's party!"

Lily called early to make an appointment.

"OK."

Adam laughed and said, "But I might be a little late. You don't need to wait for me, just play by yourselves."

"Good."

Just as Lily was about to hang up, she suddenly remembered something and quickly reminded her, "Robin's here tonight too, so don't bring any other girls over."

"..."

Adam's lips twitched, and he hung up the phone immediately.

What kind of person do they take him for?

You're underestimating him!

Unless it's a surprise attack, Adam always plans his time meticulously and would never accidentally hit someone.

Medical Center.

Emergency room.

"Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!!"

An ambulance arrived, Adam, having been notified beforehand, went out to greet it. The back door opened, and a middle-aged woman covered in blood, in shock, trembled and screamed repeatedly.

The real patient was lying there, with a beautiful young female paramedic reaching into the patient's chest, seemingly trying to stop the bleeding with her bare hands.

Adam was about to step forward and take the bed when he was suddenly jolted by a strong sense of crisis, and he automatically entered Bullet Time.

"Wait!"

Adam retreated repeatedly, all the way into the hospital, before his time flow returned to normal. He then shouted at the stunned emergency personnel and the nurses who came out of the hospital to help, "Don't move!"

"Dr. Duncan?"

The medical staff all looked puzzled.

"If there is danger, do not move."

Adam focused his gaze on the young female paramedic's hand as she probed into the patient's chest. "Especially you, don't move!"

In Bullet Time, he had scanned his surroundings and pinpointed the source of the danger to the patient.

"What is the patient's condition?"

Adam asked seriously.

"James Carnegie, 46 years old, was unconscious when we arrived. I tried to stop the bleeding with gauze, but it didn't work. To stop the bleeding, I had to reach in. Is there a problem?"

"I can't breathe," the young female paramedic said nervously.

How did he get injured?

Adam pressed further, "How did such a large wound form?"

"Have no idea."

The young female paramedic paused, then said, "On the way here, we also wanted to ask his wife, but as you saw, the patient's wife was in a state of hysterical shock and just kept yelling the whole way."

"Don't move!"

Adam emphasized it again, then walked over to the patient's wife and asked, "Madam, how did your husband get injured?"

"Ah!!! Ah!!!"

The patient's wife's eyes were glazed over; she could only scream and shout, venting her endless fear.

"Doctor, the patient is losing blood and needs immediate treatment!"

The young female paramedic reminded her.

"I know!"

Adam had a guess in mind, and waved his hand, signaling, "You absolutely mustn't move, don't move an inch!"

"Ah!!!!!!"

With time running out and seeing that the patient's wife was completely disoriented, Adam grabbed her shoulders, faced her, and, mimicking her, let out a roar.

The sound was so loud that it instantly drowned out the patient's wife's screams, immediately silencing her and stopping her from screaming.

How exactly did your husband get injured?

Adam pressed for an answer.

"Eek goose goose..."

However, although she was calmed down, the patient's wife could only make "goose goose goose" sounds when she tried to speak, and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"What's going on?"

At this moment, Dr. Burke, who had received the news earlier and was waiting to take over, came over, frowned, and asked, "Why isn't the patient being taken inside?"

"I was the one who stopped it."

Adam said, "I sensed danger and needed to find out exactly how the patient was injured before I could get him to the hospital."

"Nonsense!"

Dr. Burke looked at Adam in astonishment. "What do you mean you sensed danger? The patient is in critical condition and must be taken to the hospital immediately!"

"I disagree with doing this."

Adam looked at Dr. Burke and said in a deep voice, "Dr. Burke, I have a keen intuition for danger. Please trust my intuition and my judgment!"

Dr. Burke was taken aback. "Dr. Duncan, are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

Adam said something, then looked at the patient's wife. "How exactly did your husband get injured? If you don't tell us, we can't save him. Do you want your husband to die here?"

"He, he..."

The patient's wife also realized the seriousness of the problem and tried her best to organize her thoughts, but she couldn't explain it clearly for a while.

"Does he have a bomb inside him?"

Adam stared into her eyes.

There aren't many things that could give him such a strong sense of threat. Considering the large wound on the patient's chest, his first thought was that the patient was Human Bomb.

This has happened before in the free United States.

Wow!

These words caused an uproar among the surrounding people, who then retreated in disarray.

"Fire... arrow... ball..."

Reminded by Adam, the patient's wife finally managed to gather her thoughts. "James, he was hit by Rocket Propelled Grenade..."

"Rocket Propelled Grenade!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in uproar again and retreated even further.

"Doctor, what should I do?"

The young female paramedic also realized what was happening and cried out in a trembling voice.

"Is something hard you're pressing down on? Like metal?"

Adam asked.

"I don't know... it seems so!"

The young female paramedic was on the verge of tears.

"Call the bomb squad over immediately."

Dr. Burke instructed the nurse.

"Don't move."

Adam gave the young female paramedic another instruction, then said to Dr. Burke, "The Rocket Propelled Grenade probably didn't explode, but it could explode at any moment. We can't let him into the hospital, and we certainly can't let him near the Operating Room."

Operating Room rooms are equipped with oxygen supply systems.

Once it explodes, with such a large amount of oxygen, it will definitely be a chain reaction explosion, blowing the entire hospital to smithereens.

"Right."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Burke clearly had the same thought.

He even began to suspect that this was a meticulously planned terrorist attack.

After all.

The original Human Bomb had limited effect, but with such disguise, they could destroy an entire hospital, and the resulting devastating impact would be earth-shattering.

"Black Alert."

Dr. Burke instructed the nurse beside him, "Evacuate everyone in this building."

God knows just how powerful that Rocket Propelled Grenade was.

The best solution is to have someone drive an ambulance away from the hospital and away from crowds.

But in a situation like this, who would dare to drive it?

You might just move and the Rocket Propelled Grenade will detonate, either intentionally or unintentionally.