Medical Center.
Observation Operating Room.
It was only a hernia repair. Cristina performed it steadily, and nothing unexpected happened.
"Yes!"
When it was over, Adam cried out in delight.
When he noticed everyone looking at him, Adam promptly shifted his main focus from his mind to his secondary focus on the outside world and naturally began applauding.
"Dr. Yang, beautifully done!"
Clap clap clap!
As Adam's words fell, the others began applauding as well.
The surgical nurses felt it most deeply.
In the past, they could ignore Cristina whenever they pleased, and if they were unhappy about something, they could snap right back at her.
But from now on, she was a real surgeon capable of leading an operation and overseeing an Operating Room.
As nurses, they had to show her sufficient respect.
Even if her attitude was poor, most of the time they could only put up with it.
Unless they truly could not bear it any longer, constantly picking fights with superiors would cost them their well-paying jobs, nurses' union or not.
Once Adam saw that everyone's attention had returned to Cristina, who was pursing her lips and nodding, her pride and satisfaction plain to see, he turned his attention back to the starry sky in his mind.
Countless glowing mathematical figures connected together, shining brilliantly.
Within the light stood an enlarged Paige, as though she had taken on a colossal divine form. After Adam solved the fifth problem, Monica's fifth checkpoint on Paige's exquisite armor exploded with a crash.
Armor fragments scattered in every direction. One shard, shaped like a dart, shot toward Adam. He effortlessly caught it between the index and middle fingers of his right hand. A number was written on it—the answer to the fifth checkpoint.
The sixth Monica checkpoint on Paige's body flared