The dock.
The rescue site.
Late at night.
After nearly a full day of nonstop work, Adam stopped this legendary rescue effort when the red number on the television ticked up to 106, amid cheers from everyone.
"Dr. Duncan, could you tell us how you feel?"
"Dr. Duncan, what made you give up the luxurious life of a billionaire and choose the grueling profession of medicine?"
"Dr. Duncan..."
A crowd of reporters surged toward him.
Adam had already received a call from Richard, the Chief of Surgery.
Even Dean Glassman of the Medical Center had called.
They all said much the same thing: congratulations on Adam's accomplishments, how sincerely proud they were that he was part of the Medical Center, and how they hoped that after work, he could hold a brief press conference to answer the reporters' questions and showcase the Medical Center.
Emmm.
Of course, their tones had been so cordial that even Adam felt a little uncomfortable.
With things having reached this point, and with Adam not wanting to offend so many media reporters, he could only temporarily give up the chance to rush back to the Medical Center and farm a second wave of merit.
That's right!
Although saving one critically ill patient meant +0.01 Lifespan.
That did not mean the critically ill patients Adam had treated were completely cured.
All he had done was stabilize their injuries and temporarily hold those who should have died on the line between life and death.
Without Adam, those critically ill patients would all have died.
So +0.01 was perfectly reasonable.
But whether they could fully recover afterward still depended on whether the follow-up surgeries could keep up.
Adam naturally did not want to miss such a good opportunity to improve both his skills and Lifespan.
Therefore, after walking