Emperor's Constitution Meets Jinx Constitution

Medical Center.

What was comfort therapy?

What was an Emperor's Constitution?

Adam finally got to see it for himself.

Half an hour after the Mystical Palm Technique was performed, Dr. Bailey's son, Georgie Jr., suddenly began to sob.

But apart from his father, Tucker, everyone else was delighted rather than alarmed.

Because this was Georgie Jr.'s reaction to regaining autonomous breathing and rejecting the intubation tube.

And this meant Schrödinger's recovery was now completely, one hundred percent certain.

"Ms. Ache..."

When news came from the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit, Adam looked at the smiling Elizabeth.

"Call me Elizabeth."

Elizabeth smiled.

"All right." Adam nodded. "After your surgery, I hope you can do me a favor. I'm researching the use of viruses to eliminate cancer..."

That was right!

Adam was tempted.

This Emperor's Constitution was simply too powerful.

And sometimes, scientific research required exactly this kind of mysterious inspiration and luck.

Some people could spend their entire lives studying, yet accomplish less than someone playing beneath an apple tree who got hit on the head by an Apple and was instantly struck by inspiration.

The fact that Sheldon would win the Nobel Prize in Physics in the future was also full of such mysteries. On his wedding day, inspiration suddenly struck him, and he nearly gave up on getting married.

You could say the writers were cheating.

But it was also very true to reality.

Many times, when scientists were at the same level, what they competed over was simply who had better luck.

Now that Adam was conducting groundbreaking clinical research, how could he possibly let an Emperor slip away without squeezing her dry?

Perhaps with her help, Adam could find the answer among endless possibilities in one stroke.

It was only a casual request, anyway.

There was no harm