Duncan-Style Reasoning

The docks.

The rescue site.

Ring, ring.

The phone rang again.

Old Bai's Brother-in-law, the Texas tough guy who had stayed behind, immediately answered it and put it on speaker, holding the phone beside Adam.

"What's the situation?"

Adam asked.

"His left pupil is dilated, his right pupil is enlarged, he's convulsing all over, and he's lost consciousness."

Cristina's voice came through the phone.

"Possible brain herniation."

Adam made the diagnosis at once, then asked, "Has the emergency team arrived?"

"Not yet."

Cristina looked around and shook her head. "What should we do now? Are you coming over?"

"I can't get away."

Adam continued treating the critically ill patient. He glanced at Old Bai's Brother-in-law, who was staring at him expectantly, then continued into the phone, "You need to perform cranial drilling surgery on Rick at the scene, relieve the intracranial pressure, and clear the blood buildup."

"What?!"

Cristina's voice abruptly rose on the other end. "You're not joking, are you? Performing cranial drilling surgery on him here?"

"Do you have a better option?"

Adam asked.

"..."

Cristina had no answer. She could only raise a practical concern. "But there's nothing here. How am I supposed to drill a hole in his skull?"

"There's an electric drill in my trunk."

Old Bai's Brother-in-law couldn't help interjecting.

"No need."

Adam motioned for one of the visiting doctors to take a surgical drill from his custom first aid kit, then instructed, "Taylor, take the drill and follow—"

"Vincent!"

Old Bai's Brother-in-law immediately said, "Call me Vincent!"

"Fine."

Adam continued, "Vincent, hand the phone to Daisy, then take Taylor over there immediately. Help Dr. Yang perform cranial drilling surgery on Rick."

"Yes."

"Okay."

The visiting doctor Taylor and Vincent immediately agreed.

Nurse Daisy took the phone and held it up so Adam could