Medical Center.
After lunch, Adam left the cafeteria and passed the VIP ward with Cristina when he heard an excited voice inside.
"Thank you, Miss Florence, thank you so much."
A young nurse was beside herself with excitement.
"Dr. Duncan, could you do me a favor?"
The moment Mrs. Jenkins saw Adam passing by, she called out, "Help me be a witness."
"Cristina!"
Adam did not agree. He nudged Cristina, whose gossip-hungry eyes had gone wide, toward the room. "You go."
Then he smiled into the room. "Let Dr. Yang be your witness."
With that, he smiled and left.
What a joke.
Even if it was only witnessing something.
It was not a guarantee or anything.
But Adam had no desire whatsoever to get involved.
If his name was written on a will, any inheritance disputes that would likely arise in the future might drag him in as well.
As a witness, he would have to appear in court too.
In the American TV Show World, getting tangled up with any of those powerful institutions was an extremely troublesome matter.
A simple example.
When dealing with famous police departments like the NYPD, whether anything happened or not, there was always a good chance they would empty their magazines at you.
And once you went to court, you had to swear an oath and take responsibility for every word you said.
Otherwise, you would be breaking the law.
And everyone knew what laws were like in the American TV Show World.
A high-EQ way of putting it was that they left plenty of room for interpretation.
A low-EQ way of putting it was that they were nothing but putty in the hands of lawyers and judges, molded into whatever shape they wanted.
So, just like encounters with the police, it was