"Alright, Dr. Clive, I'll leave it to me. ”

Adam greeted him and smiled.

"What did you say?"

Alex was stunned, then furious: "This is my patient. ”

"Nope. ”

Adam shook his head: "Your patient is still waiting for you to have your rectum examined, this patient is a gunshot wound, the wound is on the shoulder, not the rectum, so he is not your patient." ”

"I like Dr. Clive and I want him to be my doctor. ”

The African-American man is obviously a ruffian with Alex, and when he sees Adam bullying Alex, he immediately helps his friend out.

"I'm sorry. ”

Adam shook his head and said, "This is the emergency room, I'll contact Dr. Lewis." ”

"I'm not an emergency!"

The African-American man was very righteous, covered his wound and stood up: "I have an appointment with Dr. Burke, and I asked Alex to be my bedside doctor. ”

Apparently he is a frequent visitor to the hospital, not only has he made an appointment with a specific attending doctor, but he also knows the concept of a bedside doctor.

"I'll help you get in touch with Dr. Burke. ”

Adam laughed, "But believe me, even if Dr. Burke comes, Dr. Clive won't be your bedside doctor." ”

"Why?"

The African-American man was stunned for a moment and looked at Alex, whose face was already similar to his.

Alex was speechless.

What can he say?

Because of his negligence, Dr. Burke almost killed the patient he managed, so Dr. Burke punished him for not being allowed in the operating room for two weeks, and Dr. Bailey also punished him for two weeks of rectal examination?

How can you say such a humiliating thing to 'good buddy'.

"Either way, I have the right to decide my own bedside doctor. ”

The African-American man became energetic and said stubbornly: "Alex, don't worry, Dr. Burke and I are also old acquaintances, I will definitely ask him to appoint you to be my bedside doctor." ”

At this point, stretch out your hand and make a shaking.

Alex also reached out and placed it next to the African man's hand, doing the same shaking motion.

It's a lot like the fist-banging ritual that African-Americans like to do.

Alex's face was much better, and he gave Adam a mocking look, full of smug expressions of 'don't think you're good enough to rob my patients'.

Adam had the nurse call Dr. Burke.

"I'd rather see you again in other ways, Mr. Owens. ”

Dr. Burke reached out and shook the African man's hand.

"Just call me Diegoby. ”

The African-American man laughed.

"What happened?"

Dr. Burke looked at Adam.

Adam told the story.

"Diegoby, Dr. Duncan is the best intern we have here. ”

Dr. Burke gave Alex a cold look, and said softly to the African man, "He will be your bedside doctor and will be in charge of your condition." ”

"No!"

The African-American man shook his head and said, "All I need is Dr. Clive." ”

"Diegoby, Dr. Clive has broken the rules of the hospital and will not be able to be a bedside doctor for a short time. ”

Dr. Burke advised, "I'm your doctor and an old friend, don't you believe my decision?"

“come on。 ”

The African-American man pompously exclaimed, "Who doesn't make mistakes, young people? And I know the extent of my injury, it's just a simple stitch, maybe I don't have to be hospitalized, what's the big deal if I let Alex do it, I believe in you, and I believe in him. ”

Dr. Burke shook his head helplessly, and finally could only respect the patient's choice, nodded and said, "Okay, Dr. Clive, do the sutures first, and then take the CT, you are in charge, congratulations!"

As he said this, Dr. Burke looked at Alex with disgust.

Alex didn't look at Dr. Burke at all, and pushed the African-American man to the ward, passing by Adam, and gave him a provocative look.

Syllable!

Syllable!

As he walked over, Alex and the African man gave him a high-five.

"Dr. Duncan, you're doing the right thing. ”

Dr. Burke gave Adam full affirmation.

Adam smiled.

"That's right. ”

Dr. Burke glanced in disgust at the direction Alex was leaving, "Help me inform Dr. Bailey that Dr. Clive's rectal exam will continue for another week." ”

"I see. ”

Adam nodded.

Alex thinks he can bypass the ban and take everyone else for a fool.

But who is a fool to be a doctor?

Not to mention a famous doctor like Dr. Burke.

Those who dare to do this are really fools.

Around noon.

Hospital cafeteria.

"I heard you didn't succeed in robbing Alex's patient?"

Christina was holding a plate and immediately began to gossip as soon as she arrived.

"There's no way, I met a patient who wasn't afraid of death. ”

Adam shrugged.

"Tsk, Alex really has a hand. ”

Christina was amazed: "Yesterday I almost deceived the female patient with the giant tumor, and today I deceived a tattooed masochist who is not afraid of death in front of you." ”

It may be too much to say that you are not afraid of death, to be precise, it is uncomfortable not to die.

The gunshot wound on his shoulder was aimed at by his friend, in order to add a scar from the gunshot wound, which is an upgraded version of the tattoo.

And it's not the first time.

Last time, the bullet grazed under the armpit.

"This patient is from the Iowa Wrestling Team. ”

George chimed in: "Alex seems to play wrestling too, and when I checked in the morning, I heard the two of them talking about the spirit of wrestling.

What 'things that don't beat you, make you stronger'.

'You can't beat me unless you kill me'.

'Pain is a dividing line, it's all about how we deal with it'.

Alex also helped him borrow a camera and took a close-up of the gunshot wound, and the two of them were like brothers. ”

"Pretended!"

Liz sneered: "Just like he lied to that poor female patient with a giant tumor, I really want this patient to hear the true voice of his heart." ”

"I hope Alex doesn't have too much fun again. ”

Adam smiled.

"What do you know?"

Christina's heart moved.

"His first gunshot wound, for the sake of commemoration, did not take out the bullet, this time the gunshot wound caused a broken rib and hemopneumothorax. ”

"Although Dr. Burke gave him a tube to drain the blood in his lungs and repair his lungs, a gunshot wound could cause his body to react in an emergency, so imagine what would happen if he had any small wounds on his body at this time?"

"Infected!"

Christina shouted in unison.

"Do you think a tattooed masochist who believes in pain has a good chance of having a small wound on his body?"

Adam said nonchalantly: "If I were his bedside doctor, I would definitely ask in detail, but this is common sense, Alex must know ...... too"

Liz jerked to his feet, left a word and ran.

"I don't believe Alex!"

Adam eats on his own.

As the African-American man said, this is his freedom, and it is also his faith: anything that can't kill him can make him stronger.

All Adam can do is respect and blessing, and besides, he is not short of this 0.01 point lifespan.