Shed One Less Tear, Spare a Family's Tears

Medical Center.

Operating Room.

"...Are you ready?"

Faced with the King of Cuckolds' persistence, Adam did not know whether to laugh or cry and could only ask.

"Mm."

Mr. Robinson Jr. smiled.

Adam nodded and looked at the anesthesiologist.

The anesthesiologist placed a breathing mask filled with anesthetic gas over Mr. Robinson Jr.'s face.

Within a few breaths, Mr. Robinson Jr. was anesthetized.

"Let's begin."

Adam announced the start of the operation.

"Scalpel!"

Adam held out his hand, took the scalpel handed over by the nurse, and began operating on Mr. Robinson Jr.

As expected, Malignant Glioma was not green.

Beep beep.

Beep beep.

Halfway through the operation, the monitoring equipment began sounding alarms.

"Complete heart block!"

"The injection entered an artery!"

"Give a dose of atropine!"

"No response!"

"Another dose of atropine!"

"..."

The patient was in critical condition, and repeated resuscitation attempts proved ineffective.

"Patient One, treatment failed."

Adam stopped and looked at Lexie. "Dr. Grey, pronounce the time of death."

"Time of death, 11:23."

Lexie checked the time and announced it.

"Dr. O'Malley, I'll leave the rest to you and Dr. Carter."

Adam gave his instructions as he removed his surgical gown and gloves and headed out.

The patient had already died.

Naturally, the cleanup afterward was left to the interns.

"Yes."

George agreed and stepped into the lead surgeon's position, beginning to suture the patient.

"Dr. Grey, what are you still waiting for?"

At the door of the Operating Room, Adam looked at Lexie, who was still standing there in a daze. "Come with us and tell Mr. Robinson's family this unfortunate news."

"Oh, oh."

Only then did Lexie notice that Shorty was already standing beside Adam. She hurriedly agreed and walked over.

She had almost forgotten that she had yet to develop her professional attitude