Chapter 847: I am the master, I am the master!

Medical center.

Outside the operating room.

"Adam, talk?"

The director of surgery sent in God's right hand and walked to Adam.

"Talk about surgery, yes."

Adam smiled and said, "Talk about other things, forget it."

"..."

The director of surgery stagnated and recovered from his arms akimbo to his normal state. He whispered: "Adam, I just want to tell you a story. 28 years ago, I was an intern..."

"excuse me."

Adam interrupted: "Director, you are trying to say that an African-American intern tried to become a surgeon. In that era, there was no chance and no one appreciated him.

It was Dr. Walter Tapery who selflessly broke the invisible ceiling and gave you this opportunity to guide you patiently.

Without him, there would be no today for you!

is it? "

"……Yes it is!"

The director of surgery nodded.

"This story is very contagious."

Adam smiled and said: "We all hope that the two protagonists in this story can be more, but what do you want to do when you tell me this story?

Make me pay more attention?

Or does it make me more stressed?

If it's the latter, it's not a good idea!

If it is the former, don't you feel my attention yet?

Or do you think I value it to the point of trembling? "

"I just think……"

The director of surgery was silent for a moment: "Well, you are the chief surgeon, you have the final say!"

"Thank you."

Adam smiled and nodded, then looked at the little man: "Melendes, go to Dr. Burke to see if he is free, come and participate in the operation together."

"Yes!"

The little man went away.

The director of surgery couldn't help smiling.

This is what he wants to say most.

Adam could only shook his head secretly.

It really makes sense not to allow the patient's family members to participate in the operation.

Even people like the director of surgery are inevitably concerned about gains and losses, and people who are overly concerned are speechless.

Let alone other people.

Operating room.

Dr. Burke is here as a spare tire for the director of An Surgery.

"scalpel!"

Adam stood at the position of the chief knife and reached out for a scalpel.

"Be careful, don't mess up!"

The director of surgery, who was standing on the opposite side of the assistant position, couldn't help but say something when Adam was so casual.

"Doctor Burke!"

Adam had a scalpel in his hand and turned to look at Dr. Burke next to him: "You come to be a helper! Dr. Weber is a second helper!"

"what?"

The director of surgery was dumbfounded: "Walter let me be a help!"

"I am the chief sword!"

Adam glanced at him and said with a strong attitude: "My decision is final! This is the patient's choice! Dr. Weber, please implement it immediately! You don't want me to accidentally mess up, do you?"

"Richard."

Dr. Burke has walked over and reminded: "You care too much, it has had a negative impact on the operation, listen to Adam, none of us has a stable mind!"

The director of surgery looked at Dr. Burke and then Adam. Although unhappy, he could only give up his position.

"Doctor Weber, I'm going to use the knife, please don't question any of my decisions afterwards!"

Adam took the scalpel and faced the director of surgery who was standing next to him, and solemnly reminded: "If you can't do it, please tell me in advance, I will let Melendez do it for you."

"...Let him come."

The director of surgery struggled again and again, but wisely stepped aside, retreated to the third line, and took his teacher's hand.

He figured it out.

Caring is chaotic.

He should be a pure disciple and family member.

What the mentor wanted him to do was nothing more than this.

"let us start."

Adam smiled when he saw it, and pointed the scalpel at the chest of God's right hand on the operating table with a silky stroke.

That relaxed and casual made the corner of the surgeon's mouth twitch uncontrollably.

"No wonder no one wants to operate on him except Greg House, Ted Ginsberg, and me."

Adam shook his head and said, "This situation is worse than expected."

Dr. Burke was completely relieved.

Change him, he can't do it!

If it were his chief surgeon, when he opened his chest and saw the awfulness inside, he would immediately stop the operation without hesitation and re-stitch it.

This chance of success is so slim that he dare not move the knife.

Perhaps only such famous madman legends as Greg House and Ted Ginsberg in the medical world dare to ignore this pressure.

Because they often do this kind of things, it's much more crazy than this.

It's all dry.

Of course they don't care.

Now it seems that Adam Duncan will be added again.

I don't know if Adam has a good mentality, or he also has the crazy genes of Greg House and Ted Ginsberg?

At this moment, Dr. Burke flashed countless thoughts.

Adam ignored the entanglement of the surgical director and Dr. Burke's relief.

After the operation started, he was fully absorbed.

Actions must be chic, but where you should be cautious, you must be cautious.

In this way, the surgeon's mouth opened and closed silently, closed and opened again, and the operation was in the second half.

"There is a new breach, and the bypass surgery should be processed again."

Adam commanded: "Melendez, loosen the clamps on the aorta and aorta!"

"Doctor Burke, please clean up here."

"The thrombosis in the left atrium was ruptured in a large area."

"Mizenberg surgical scissors!"

"..."

Unexpectedly, a series of instructions were issued from Adam's mouth.

The director of surgery pursed his mouth, his expression extremely serious.

This time, he really didn't dare to speak out.

Because once Adam is distracted, his mentor will really die on the operating table.

Now I can only hope that Adam will be fast and accurate enough to repair the ruptured wound in time and accurately and stop the leakage.

Adam's eyes were focused, steady and fast.

"Okay! The repair technique works, there is no leakage!"

After Adam stopped, he looked and observed, only then did he tell the news that surprised the director of surgery.

"Wonderful restoration technique!"

The old face of the director of surgery almost burst into laughter.

"It seems that God does not want his right hand to return prematurely."

Adam smiled and said, "He still has hope for mankind."

The operation ended smoothly.

Afterwards, the director of surgery, who returned to the office, slumped in a chair with his chest.

no way!

The various thrills during the operation stimulated his heart too much!

After half an hour.

Ward.

"Good job."

When God opened his eyes with his right hand, he saw the little man in front of him: "It seems that the hand of Adam, Doctor Miracle, is really well-deserved."

"Dr. Duncan is the strongest!"

The little man smiled and said, "He won't disappoint your trust!"

"Are you his trainee?"

God smiled with his right hand: "Seeing you, I'm like seeing Weber when I was young."

"I'll notify the director."

The little man smiled and did not answer.

Although the director of surgery is good, he is not a legend and is not his goal.