Medical Center.
"Adam, here's the latest batch of applications."
The Chief of Surgery handed Adam a list. "When are you planning to begin the second surgery?"
Ever since the first Green-Hat King had died, Adam had not performed a second clinical tumor-elimination surgery using the virus. The Chief of Surgery was very concerned about it.
There was no shortage of brain tumor cases where death was inevitable with or without surgery.
Adam's groundbreaking clinical research had caused quite a stir in the medical world.
Especially since he had previously invited many top experts in related fields, including Dr. House, to brainstorm together.
Adam's own abilities had already been recognized by professionals, and he had the endorsement of a top Neurosurgery specialist like Dr. Shepherd.
So whenever many neurosurgeons took on such cases and eventually had to give up, they kindly recommended Adam to their patients and suggested that they consider participating in Adam's groundbreaking clinical surgery.
A desperate gamble.
As a result, Adam's pool of potential patients kept growing.
If not for the Professional Ethics Committee supervising the project and setting a hard limit of twelve consecutive cases—
If anyone else had run this clinical research, with so many cases over such a long time, they would probably have already finished all twelve.
Success or failure, there would already have been an answer.
But Adam was aiming for success, so he had deliberately slowed the pace, continually accumulating factors that favored success and treating the remaining eleven opportunities with caution.
It was the Chief of Surgery who became anxious first.
Many of the patients could not afford to wait. They were desperate to try and had been pressing for it.
"Him."
Adam had actually been prepared. Taking the latest application list, he scanned it and circled a name.
"You're sure?"