Medical Center.
Dr. Dixon's office.
Knock, knock.
Adam knocked on the door.
"Dr. Dixon, sorry to interrupt."
Adam walked in with a smile and said to the evasive-eyed Dr. Dixon, "Today is Dr. Dixon's first Christmas since arriving at the Medical Center. On behalf of the hospital, I'd like to give you a gift. I hope you like it."
"A gift?"
Dr. Dixon glanced at Adam in surprise.
"Bring it in."
Seeing that she did not object, Adam called in Lisa's men, who carried a huge wrapped gift inside.
"What is this?"
Dr. Dixon examined the gift curiously.
As long as she was not making eye contact with someone, her gaze could focus just fine.
"You can unwrap it and see."
Knowing that she disliked being watched, Adam gestured for the others to leave and smiled at Dr. Dixon.
Dr. Dixon glanced at Adam again, nodded, pulled a scalpel from her white coat, then drew it from a specially made sheath. She walked over and deftly swung the blade.
Before the razor-sharp scalpel, the gift wrapping offered no resistance whatsoever.
"..."
Adam did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Wasn't carrying a scalpel around something that doctor from Forbidden City Cop did?
Don't underestimate us doctors. We made our living with blades too, didn't we?
And ours were Dragon-Slaying Sabers sharp enough to slice through a hair!
"A Hug Machine!"
Using the dissection technique of a renowned physician, Dr. Dixon opened the gift box. The moment she saw the gift's true form, she recognized it.
"That's right."
Adam smiled. "It's a Hug Machine, designed by a good friend of mine.
His mother was also suspected of having Asperger's Syndrome. She was a neurologist and parenting expert, so she used him for child-rearing experiments from an early age.
He couldn't