Medical Center.
A king leading four bombs, their white coats swaying lightly, made their official debut as they walked down corridor after corridor to the BGM.
Adam familiarized the four interns with the surgical department.
George could have handled this step.
But Adam still did it himself.
Since he intended to train a group of widely recognized future star doctors, he had to handle everything personally from beginning to end, without skipping a single step.
And Dr. Bailey's opening speech for interns was an absolute classic, well worth Adam paying tribute to.
"Dr. Duncan!"
As they passed a hospital room, a familiar bald man called out to him.
"Vincent!"
Adam stopped and looked at his fellow from Texas.
The four interns following closely behind him immediately stopped as well.
"How's Rick?"
"Thanks to all of you, Rick is recovering quickly."
Vincent, the Texas tough guy, smiled broadly at the four followers behind Adam and said admiringly, "I knew Dr. Duncan was the best. This is the presence you ought to have. Just what I'd expect from someone from Texas."
Emmm.
That was right!
Back at the cruise ship disaster rescue site, Vincent—the Texas tough guy who had rushed over at Cristina's reminder to beg Adam to save his friend Rick, trapped beneath a car, and who had briefly feared Adam was from Texas or had a Texas soul—had now learned that Adam was also from Texas and immediately took pride in it.
That unpleasant and unnecessary worry from back then had been lightly wiped away.
"I'm just a resident leading a few interns."
Adam smiled. "Rick is a hero. He deserves the best care we can give him."
A complete stranger who, when disaster struck, had charged into danger without hesitation and rescued more than a dozen trapped people, only