Daily American Drama

medical center.

nurse station.

Doctor Duncan!

A female nurse stopped Adam.

Rosie, what's the matter?

Adam stopped and smiled.

Remembering everyone's name in the hospital is Adam's little request to himself.

For him, it's easy.

But in the eyes of others, this is respect.

details make a difference.

Here is a case that needs you to deal with.

The nurse Rosie, whose name was called, had a bright smile on her face.

A gunshot wound to the head?

George, who was searching for the case there, glanced at the case summary in the nurse's hand, and his eyes widened all of a sudden: It's not fair, I have been searching here for so long, and you actually hid such a good case?

“We are all sick and we all need a doctor.”

Nurse Rosie explained seriously to George: Different cases require different doctors, and this case just needs such an excellent doctor as Dr. Duncan.

...

George's fat face was full of grievances.

You women have changed.

He survived the gunshot wound to the head?

Adam walked over and took the medical records, amazed.

Not only survived, but also drove to the hospital by himself for a surgical appointment.

Nurse Rosie pouted towards the waiting area.

It's a miracle.

Adam followed her gaze, and saw a middle-aged man sitting there, flipping through a magazine, with a conspicuous bullet hole in the middle of his forehead.

Thank you, Rosie.

Adam sincerely thanks.

Whoever encounters such a special case is lucky.

Although nurse Rosie is willing to help.

But it was also Adam's good luck.

After all, if the patient came too early or too late, the nurse Rosie wouldn't dare to do it. She probably just arrived, and then the nurse Rosie saw Adam coming, so she took it out of the case box.

After all, George searched one by one, and they who were in charge of registration could not clear the door.

you are welcome.

Nurse Rosie blushed slightly, and said hesitantly, Dr. Duncan, can you bring me a copy of the video of your public class last night? I'm also studying.

of course can.

Adam was taken aback for a moment, and immediately agreed.

Originally, he copied so many discs just to give this to that, and take the opportunity to spread it.

Although nurses are at the bottom of the hospital's chain of contempt, they have little effect on spreading Adam's reputation.

But to whom is it not given?

Not bad for this plate.

Besides, maybe what she said was true.

It is not that there are no self-motivated nurses who study hard, get admitted to medical school, and finally transform into doctors.

thanks.

Nurse Rosie smiled even sweeter.

Of course she didn't want the video tape to study as she said.

She couldn't understand it at all.

There are very few nurses who want to transform, and doctors are not so easy to do.

The reason why she wanted it was to watch it as a movie.

In this era, there is no word licking the screen.

But her intentions do liven up the word.

you are welcome.

After Adam smiled and nodded at her, he took the medical records and walked towards the patient.

Mr. Linden? I'm Dr. Duncan, mind if I check you up first?

of course not.

Mr. Lyndon put down the magazine.

As Adam began to check, he also began to tell his story: While I was cleaning the pistol, I pulled the trigger. I thought the clip was out. Who would have thought that would happen.

yes?

Adam smiled noncommittally.

Why don't you say that you are Fire Cloud Cthulhu?

Point the pistol at your forehead and pull the trigger, but you made a mistake and didn't have time to catch the bullet with your fingers, but you have a protective body, so the bullet entered the brain without any damage.

That's the real good story.

You do not believe?

Mr. Linden was anxious: What a mistake, you don't think I committed suicide, do you?

Don't get excited.

Adam comforted: I'm a doctor. I'm responsible for taking out the bullet in your head. We don't care about other things. The police will ask you when the time comes.

The police? Why involve them?

Mr. Linden was more anxious.

All gunshot wounds need to be reported to the police, that's the law.

Adam explained: Even if the gun is accidentally fired, the key is that the police must agree with your statement.

Mr. Linden was silent for a moment, and murmured: Everyone makes mistakes, and I am no exception. Now I have paid the price for my own mistakes.

Adam glanced at him thoughtfully: Mr. Linden, we need to take a CT first.

casual.

Mr. Lyndon was in low spirits.

After getting the CT film, Adam was amazed.

The bullet entered from the forehead, miraculously avoided all important brain tissue, and got stuck there.

OMG! Doctor, how is my husband?

Adam told the nurse to call Dr. Sheputer, and when he returned to the ward, he found that there was already a middle-aged woman standing in front of the bed, exclaiming at Adam.

He needs an operation, and the detailed operation plan will not be determined until Dr. Sheputer comes.

Adam explained.

Dr. Sheppert came quickly.

Duncan, tell me what you think.

Judging from the CT film, we only need to remove the necrotic tissue caused by the bullet's trajectory, and we don't need to take such a big risk to take out the bullet.

Adam said: This plan is safe enough, but the disadvantage is that the patient will not be able to have an MRI later, and it will take a lot of time to go through the security check on the plane.

very good.

Dr. Shepter nodded and looked at the Lindens: The operation plan is like this. Taking the bullet is very risky. If you don't take the bullet, it will be more troublesome. What is your decision?

No bullets.

The Lindens spoke in unison.

Well.

Dr. Shepter closed the medical record and ordered, Duncan, you go to make an appointment in the operating room, and then do the preoperative examination. We will perform the operation as soon as possible.

yes.

Adam agreed.

When he came back from his appointment in the operating room, he heard the Lindens arguing.

21 years, I love you, I forgive you.

You're having an affair! You don't have to pretend to be magnanimous here! You betrayed me!

I've got a bullet in my head!

This way we can't get even!

You shot me!

Oh, you should have thought of that when you cheated! You also said that we have been together for 21 years, and you just met me today?

...

Adam couldn't laugh or cry outside.

Sure enough, there is something inside.

It was indeed a misfire.

But Mr. Linden wiped his own gun, and then his wife's gun was fired.

I think Mrs. Linden should be from Texas like Adam.

But Mr. Lyndon had true love for his wife.

Without bad luck, he would have died long ago.

Mrs. Linden really intended to beat him to death, otherwise it would be impossible to headshot him directly.

As Mr. Linden was wheeled into the operating room, the police arrived and began questioning Mrs. Linden.

Adam shook his head.

With Mrs. Linden's violent temper, even if Mr. Linden covered it up in every possible way, unless the police, like Adam, turned a blind eye, they would definitely not be able to hide it.

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