Birdman Adam

Medical Center.

Two days later.

Mr. Robinson had passed the critical stage.

After Adam asked him to think it over carefully, Mr. Robinson Jr. still chose to agree.

"Starting tomorrow, in addition to your regular rotations, you'll also take turns looking after Mr. Robinson Jr., observing and recording all his reactions.

Everyone will be even busier. Any questions?"

"No!"

The Four Interns shouted in unison.

"Thank you, Dr. Duncan, for letting me join this exciting clinical research project. I'll give it everything I have and do my very best!"

Shorty rarely spoke up first, and he had even said so many words.

It showed just how excited he was.

"Me too!"

George and the others, who did not have much "education," chimed in as well.

That was right!

Even George, that old hand, was excited.

Especially whenever he imagined Cristina and Meredith's envious, jealous faces twisting out of shape, he felt absolutely incredible!

He could now hold his head high and tell everyone, "That's right! I deliberately failed the Certification Exam back then! I seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Very good."

Seeing that morale was high, Adam nodded in satisfaction.

With this kind of long-term research project, the benefits of having people under him became apparent.

Most of the tedious observation and record-keeping could be handed over to them.

After assigning the Four Interns their tasks, Adam ran into Cristina in the hallway.

"Huh? Why are you in such a bad mood? Did something go wrong with the surgery?"

"There's no surgery anymore."

Cristina complained, "The patient is allergic to anesthetics! Damn it! It was a coronary artery bypass surgery! It got canceled because of such a bizarre reason!"

"Can't you use angioplasty?"

Adam asked in surprise.

"No."

Cristina shook her head. "There's a clot in the artery, and it's completely