The Joker Was You

Medical Center.

Operating Room 2.

Everyone, feeling the overwhelming Money Power, fell silent.

"Alright, as long as the protective suits are fine, let's refocus on the surgery."

Chief of Surgery Richard, disliking the atmosphere, quickly interrupted, "After all, we are doctors, not astronauts!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

But inwardly, he was thinking, "Even astronauts might not be able to afford this kind of custom-made clothing."

The Chief of Surgery Richard, also noticed what everyone was thinking.

Because he also wanted to complain.

However, everyone's attention returned to the surgery, and they dared not and were unwilling to bring up this topic that exuded endless Versailles atmosphere again.

"Dr. Burke, you've been here for 28 minutes. Get ready to leave."

During the surgery, Adam stopped prematurely at a crucial point and reminded Dr. Burke was so engrossed in the procedure that he lost track of time.

"So fast?"

Dr. Burke was surprised.

"Yes."

Adam nodded. "I kept track of the time."

"Preston, come out here."

The Chief of Surgery Richard, also realized what was happening and instructed, "Derek, get ready."

"Good!"

Dr. Shepherd. Shept, who was already mostly dressed, nodded and said to the nurse who was helping him, "Let's begin."

Once this orthopedic protective suit is put on, there is only 30 minutes of oxygen available. If this time is exceeded, the wearer will suffocate and fall into a coma.

Therefore, one cannot be fully dressed until the moment of entry.

Dr. Burke did not object. Once out of work mode, he immediately noticed some difficulty breathing, a sign of insufficient oxygen.

"Let's continue."

After Dr. Burke left and Dr. Shepherd came in and took his place as assistant, Adam smiled and said, "The patient's intestines are completely swollen. We must squeeze out the excess liquid inside, otherwise we will not be able to put the intestines back in place."

"OK".

Dr. Shepherd said he understood.

He is the Chief of Surgery neurosurgery, so he also has some knowledge of Cardiothoracic Surgery.

Even in critical moments, he can be the one to perform the surgery.

However, unlike Adam, who tried to be a generalist, he generally didn't get involved in areas outside of Neurosurgery.

Of course, if there is a special occasion, he doesn't mind showing off his skills.

Less than 30 minutes later, Adam reminded Dr. Shepherd to go out again, and Dr. Burke, who had replaced the battery, came in.

And so, with Adam the lead surgeon and Dr. Burke and Dr. Shepherd. Shept as assistants, the surgery lasted for eight hours before it was finally completed.

"Well done!"

The Chief of Surgery Richard, applauded and cheered.

Other doctors echoed this sentiment.

The surgery is over.

Cristina and the others came looking for them immediately.

"Damn it, Adam, when did you forge this equipment?"

Several people surrounded the disinfected protective suit, touching it and trying to move it, exclaiming in amazement.

"I ordered it on my first day as an intern."

Adam laughed and said, "But back then we hadn't thought about renting a dedicated office in the hospital, so we kept it in the apartment. Now that we have an office, it's more convenient to just put it in the office."

How much does this cost?

Cristina pressed for an answer.

She also experienced the benefits of this protective suit.

Moreover, she doesn't need such an exaggerated 72 hours; 8 hours, which is the same as a regular spacesuit, would be sufficient. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to endure that long.

Adam gave a number.

"..."

Cristina, whose family is quite wealthy, completely gave up on the idea.

Medicine was indeed her passion and pursuit.

However, the income-to-expenditure ratio should also be considered.

Even if she didn't care how much money a doctor could make, she wouldn't dedicate her entire life to a set of protective clothing, especially one that would likely only allow her to perform a few surgeries.

"Damn it, it's too heavy!"

Cristina tried to move the protective suit, but after a while, she could only move it a little bit.

"That's good, now no one can steal it even if they want to."

Meredith complained.

Adam smiled without saying a word.

Even if an ordinary person wanted to steal it, they wouldn't be able to, but all the necessary precautions were still in place.

This protective suit is kept in a special safe and is very well protected.

Just because you can't steal it doesn't mean you can't destroy it.

If any part of the protective suit is damaged, it will be mostly ruined and will need to be repaired and maintained.

This amount of money is nothing.

The worst thing is when the timing is wrong.

Adam specially ordered these protective suits so they would be effective in critical moments.

If it fails at a critical moment, then this meticulously crafted protective suit will be completely useless, and the $20 million will have been wasted.

Even if you have money, you can't play around like that.

Therefore, it is very important to completely eliminate any opportunity for theft or vandalism.

Fortunately, it still comes down to that simple principle.

As long as you have money, none of these things are a problem.

If money can't solve it, then double it!

After seeing Cristina and the others off, Adam locked his protective suit in the safe, left the office, and went to check on the patients outside the intensive care unit.

The patient is currently undergoing continuous renal replacement therapy, also known as dialysis, to remove unknown neurotoxins from the blood.

George O'Malley simply drew blood from the patient, Olivia simply held the blood sample; both of them fell ill.

The entire medical team, led by Chief of Surgery Richard, was poisoned. During the surgery, when the patient's chest was cut open, a large amount of blood was exposed, causing the concentration of the Unknown Neurovirus in the Operating Room to reach an alarming level.

Zhou Shuren said, "To talk about toxicity without discussing dosage is pure nonsense!"

The same goes for this time.

Once the patient has completed dialysis, they will be relatively safe for others.

Because there was no bleeding exposure, her boyfriend who brought her there was perfectly fine.

After that, figuring out exactly what this Unknown Neurovirus was became the work of medical researchers and lab mice.

Night falls.

Adam received a call from Lily, who said she wanted to meet him at the Friends Bar because she had important news to announce.

"What important news?"

When Adam came over to exchange pleasantries with Marshall and the others, before Marshall and the others could reveal what the important news was, the waitress brought over the beer that Marshall and the others had ordered, and then handed an extra bottle of water to Ted with a playful and mischievous look on her face.

"This water is free for you, I'm worried you might get dehydrated, Ted Mosby ~"

"Hahaha!"

Marshall and Lily burst into laughter upon hearing this.

Anna smiled gently.

Ted glanced awkwardly at his wife, then said helplessly to the waitress, "That's funny, Wendy, but you're the Joker, because we all know you watch action movies now!"

"Um?"

Adam asked in surprise, "What's going on?"

You don't know yet, do you?

Lily suppressed a laugh and said, "A rising star has emerged in the action movie industry. He's only been in the business for three months, but he's already made 125 movies and received widespread acclaim. Can you guess who this rising star is?"

"Ted Mosby".

Adam immediately smiled knowingly.

"That's right!"

Marshall laughed, "This rookie is Ted Mosby from Shaker Heights, Ohio, a legendary action star who debuted at his peak."

"I must find this guy!"

Ted exclaimed in frustration, "He not only stole my name, but he also stole my birthplace. It's terrifying to even think about."

In the United States, having your real, complete name, address, and other information known to others can be a very troublesome matter.

"Do you need my help?"

Adam laughed.

"No."

Ted shook his head. "There's an Action Film Expo in Manhattan tomorrow night, and he'll be having a book signing there. I'm going to see for myself who this guy is!"

"I simply can't believe that such an expo actually exists..."

Lily's eyes became mesmerizing.

"This is New York."

Adam was not surprised at all. "Anything is possible."

"Marshall, how about we go with Ted?"

Lily made the suggestion with great anticipation.

"Alright."

Marshall nodded.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Adam smiled and looked at Ted.

With a pained expression, Ted recounted an embarrassing story, supplemented by Marshall Lily.

ps: Thanks to Passerby, The Sea After the Rain, Overlord Sword Hengkong 2, A Wry-Necked Duck, and book friend 160601201604275 for their rewards! Happy New Year's Eve everyone!