Harrison naturally could not understand the cruelty of the political world, let alone the corruption and disgusting of the political family.

Brooklyn didn't bother to explain it to him.

He revisited the door of the chief surgeon's office upstairs and knocked on it.

Dr. Marcus Andrews happened to be inside.

Marcus Andrews was a black man who grew up in a very much federal style, came from a traditionally black family, and worked his way out of the slums to become a respected surgeon on the back of his own, even sitting in the position of chief of surgery for the second time.

Marcus Andrews is an ambitious doctor.

Brooklyn came to a conclusion while shaking hands with an enthusiastic Marcus Andrews.

The real world does not classify itself, medical care is limited to medical treatment, justice is limited to justice, and the real world is intersecting and influencing each other.

Brooklyn is not a big name in the medical world, and even he is a complete layman, but that doesn't mean he has no influence on the medical community.

As a result, Brooklyn's conversation with Dr. Marcus Andrews was very relaxed.

But Dr. Marcus Andrews' ambitions have a limit.

Brooklyn offered to work with Bellevue Public Hospital to find a medical team to help with the birth, but Marcus Andrews did not immediately agree, but asked about the situation.

Brooklyn thought for a moment, picking out what could be said and describing things in general.

He admits that it could be dangerous.

The news of the military's assassination of Chandler Kane was so loud that Chandler Kane himself was in their hospital, so Marcus Andrews thought of it the moment Brooklyn finished speaking.

He was a little surprised, then a little frightened.

They have seen the parties involved in the news before - Dr. Andrew was also one of the doctors who carried out Chandler Kane's rescue surgery - but at the end of the day, both sides are engaged in a war of words.

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

People are cheap.

The veteran has shown his characteristics and abilities, the scale of doing things, the veteran knows how to respect the rules, and also understands the rules, and will not do too much things, let alone be emotional.

It's not the same for newbies.

First of all, there is no reference to the past for beginners, so you have no way of knowing what the beginner's style of behavior is, and what the upper limit of future achievements is.

Especially those who are engaged in technology, they all have a simple obsession.

I can be inferior to you in terms of skills, I can defeat you with dignity, I admit defeat and convince me, but I can't accept that you use intrigue to win.

The arrogant ones will look down on you, and remind everyone they know not to intersect with you in the future, and your reputation in this industry will be ruined.

More will pull you into the hate list and stalk you until you kill him, or he pulls you down......

Marcus Andrews isn't that extreme, but he has all the makings of a technical talent.

Brooklyn was aware of this in a previous conversation.

She didn't want to offend Dr. Andrew, who was the chief surgeon of a hospital, but the hospital was the largest general hospital in New York, and he himself was at the forefront of plastic surgery and restoration.

The gold content of this chief of surgery is extremely high.

Before he arrived, Bob submitted a report to Brooklyn about Bellevue Public Hospital.

But in any public hospital, the funds will never be enough, because it is a public hospital, and the primary consideration is not to make money, but to assume social responsibility.

As a result, life at Bellevue Public Hospital is tight every year.

Also in New York, Marcus Andrews has been eye-catching at Cornell Presbyterian Hospital next door for a long time.

With E.. Once the cooperation is reached, Bellevue Public Hospital will have a long-term and stable economic channel, which will greatly alleviate the hospital's financial constraints.

Marcus Andrews was moved.

He had long wanted to tear down the two huge propaganda posters downstairs and throw them in the face of the woman who did it, shouting to her, "Take your money and get out!" We don't want it!"

He dreamed of it!

In his opinion, using the fact that Shaun Murphy is autistic to promote it is not a help to Sean Murphy, it is a humiliation to Sean Murphy.

He's been unhappy for a long time with the new board member who wielded money and messed up Bellevue Public Hospital.

But he was still hesitant.

The money is not easy to take, and it is necessary to let your own doctor take risks.

"Dr. Andrew, you don't have to rush to give me an answer first, you can calm down and think about it."

Brooklyn saw Marcus Andrews's heartbeat, and also saw his hesitation, and spoke up

"Please consider me as well."

He pointed to himself.

"In addition to being a judge, I am just an ordinary husband today, campaigning for my wife and the babies who are about to come into this world, providing them with the best and highest quality protection that I can."

With that, Brooklyn stood up, waved at Marcus Andrews, opened the door and left.

Coming down the stairs again, Brooklyn noticed that Bellevue Public Hospital had changed more than just the wall of Sean Murphy's photo.

In the lobby on the first floor, I don't know where they got a huge colorful curtain wall.

The curtain wall is a large fish tank with fish, aquatic plants, strings of bubbles, and colorful lights.

As he passed by the thing, Brooklyn stopped and glanced at it, muttering, "Are they going to party here?"

He hadn't read all of the information Bob had given him, except that there was an autism investor who was about to join the board of directors of Bellevue Public Hospital.

He guessed it was the investor's doing.

There are also paintings by Sean Murphy

Resemble!

Shaking his head, Brooklyn took another step.

As he reached the last step of the stairs, there was a shout overhead.

"Wait a minute, Judge Brooklyn!"

Brooklyn stopped and looked up.

Dr. Andrew was lying on the railing on the second floor and shouting at him.

Seeing Brooklyn stop, Dr. Andrew trotted down, came to Brooklyn, looked up from Brooklyn's angle, and then he saw the propaganda poster that made him angry.

Shaun Murphy hugged his chest, raised his head slightly, and smiled mechanically, with the words "Shaun Murphy - Autistic Genius" written next to him.

"Do you remember Sean?" Marcus Andrews asked.

Brooklyn nodded, "I was shot by a gunman last year and was sent here for rescue, it was you, Sean and Lin, you who performed the operation on me together, I remember it very clearly."

"Dr. Sean is amazing, he helped me find the critical gap and snatch me back from the clutches of death."

Brooklyn talks about her impressions of Sean.

"Even though he's autistic, this—" He gestured up to the poster on the wall, "With all due respect, Dr. Andrew, it's a little too exciting for Sean."

"He agrees now, but he doesn't react for a while. Publicizing his autism in this way will cause him a lot of trouble, and all his patients will ask the doctor "Are you autistic, are you really professional?" before the consultation, and his professionalism will be questioned for the rest of his life."

Brooklyn shook his head.

"It's too costly."

Dr. Andrew stared at the promotional poster side by side with Brooklyn for a moment, shook his head, and said, "This is a 'good' idea from our new board members."

"That's too?"

Brooklyn pointed to the curtain wall of the fish tank not far away, where the laser lights were turning pink and purple, illuminating passers-by purple and looking like some kind of underground dance hall.

"To hell with it!"

Marcus Andrews said angrily, and then took the initiative to get to the point.

"We'd love to talk to E.. Y cooperates, and I personally fully approve of it, but this matter requires the nod of the board, so I need time."

"I've thought carefully about what you said in your office, and you're right, Judge Brooklyn."

"In the courthouse, you are a judge, and here, you are just a husband, a family member of the patient."

Dr. Andrew said with some shame.

"Even if we were with E.. If Y's cooperation is not reached, I will agree to form a medical team to help you."

"We are not helping a judge, but a husband, an anxious patient's family."

"It's nothing, Dr. Andrew." Brooklyn chuckled and shook his head, and took the initiative to say, "If you really don't want to go, then promise me that you will definitely pull Dr. Sean into the medical team."

He gestured and said, "I met Dr. Sean before I went to talk to you about it, and he pulled me around for a while, and I found out that he knew a lot about obstetric surgery. I believe in his skills."

Andrew seemed a little hesitant about this.

Not to be sold, but out of responsibility for the patient, and the protection of Shaun Murphy.

In Marcus Andrews' mind, it was already determined that something big was going to happen on the day of the birth, and their medical team would be attacked.

He has traveled to Africa and the Middle East many times to participate in international relief activities and technical exchange activities of charitable organizations, and he knows what it is like to be in the midst of war.

He is already thinking about passing on his experience in the Middle East and Africa to the members of the medical team.

Shaun Murphy is indeed a genius, he can see places that ordinary people can't see, and come up with novel ideas to solve problems, but Shaun Murphy suffers from autism, and his state is not stable enough.

A field hospital in a hail of bullets

The most important thing in work is to have a big heart and be calm.

Shaun Murphy clearly can't do that.

In case of any accidents, Shaun Murphy is likely to be the object of emotional catharsis in Brooklyn.

Dr. Andrew thought so, and was ready to say no.

"Listen to me, Dr. Andrew."

Brooklyn felt that it was not easy to talk to someone like Dr. Andrew, who was thinking all on his face, and could read what was going on in his mind by just staring at their faces.

At this point, Brooklyn read the resistance, the fear and reluctance, and the shame on Dr. Andrew's face.

"That day doesn't have to be dangerous."

Brooklyn said

"What I'm talking about about the NYPD and the security guards I'm hiring are just the worst-case scenario."

"It's more likely that you were escorted all the way to your destination by NYPD police cars, had surgery without incident, and nothing happened in the end."

"No one can afford another KB attack in the city of New York. No one."

The damage caused by the Twin Towers to New Yorkers and to the people of the Federation has been profound enough, and after all these years, New Yorkers' nerves are still sensitive.

If the KB attack does happen, New Yorkers will have to go crazy.

Angry New Yorkers will give the attackers a good look at what the East Coast is all about!

In the face of Brooklyn's assurances, Marcus Andrews let go of the last shred of concern.

"Hopefully we can reach a cooperation soon."

Seeing the obvious change in the other party's face, Brooklyn smiled slightly and took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

Dr. Andrew shook his hand and pointed back to the Shaun Murphy poster on the wall, "From the first time I saw it yesterday, every moment felt like tearing it off."

After speaking, he pointed to the curtain wall fish tank that had turned blue and pink.

"And this! I'm going to smash it to pieces with a hammer."