Daily American Drama

medical center.

The entrance of the building.

An ambulance was parked here alone. A young and beautiful girl in uniform was sitting on the ambulance, sweating profusely, with her right hand stuck into a bloody chest, and her eyes were full of fear.

Go and save my husband!

As time passed, the patient's wife, who was screaming and terrified before, came back to her senses, and saw that everyone was eight feet away, and no one came to rescue her husband, and she was in a hurry.

Sorry, we can't go through until the bomb squad arrives.

Adam shook his head.

joke.

Although he has bullet time, his speed is far beyond the average person.

But this does not mean that he can take over the position of the girl in uniform, take out the rocket in the patient's body, and then quickly throw it out.

The explosion speed and explosive power of the bomb are unknown.

The sense of threat to Adam is so strong.

Obviously once it explodes in his hands, or explodes beside him, it will give him a cool song.

He was indeed very devout in healing the sick and saving the sick.

But don't forget.

The reason why he did this was to save people safely and increase their lifespan, that is, to survive.

And now he was asked to risk his life for an outsider he didn't know?

Feel sorry!

After working hard for so many years, he never forgot who he is.

He is not the Virgin!

Shout out to people: I will raise your wife, it is very exciting.

But to be called that by others, it would be too fucked.

If he had an accident now, and everything, he didn't know who would be cheaper in the end.

Only a fool would do that!

You are doctors! It is your responsibility to save people!

The patient's wife yelled hysterically again.

Saving people is our responsibility, dismantling bombs is not.

Adam said indifferently: We have to wait for the bomb disposal team to come over and eliminate the bomb threat before we can save people.

Dr. Burke stood aside with a troubled expression on his face, but after hesitating again and again, he chose to remain silent.

If he didn't know it at the beginning, he took over the patient. For his professional ethics, maybe he would insist on being responsible to the end.

But at this moment, not only has he not taken over yet, but he also suspects that the other party is a terrorist who bombed human flesh. Naturally, he will not impulsively insist on being a hero.

That's right, we are just medical staff, not bomb disposal personnel!

Who knows if they are terrorists, they did this on purpose!

Do normal people have rockets?

If she really loves her husband, she should drive an ambulance to a secluded place and dismantle the rocket bomb in her husband's body. That's true love. Otherwise, why ask the doctor to dismantle the bomb?

She must know about the pink mist, that's why she didn't dare to go through it.

Pink mist?

You don't know? When the bomb explodes, the people affected will be blown into countless pieces. If the power is strong enough, people will be liquefied or even gasified.

One moment you are alone, the next moment you are a blood mist, leaving nothing but bloody particles.

OMG! It's horrible! We are just ordinary medical staff, not battlefield medical staff.

In America, is there a difference?

Thanks to Dr. Duncan's keen intuition, he sensed the danger and warned us in advance, otherwise we might all die and the whole hospital would be blown up.

...

The medical staff standing far away were talking there with lingering fear.

Under the fear, he was full of gratitude to Adam, and full of hostility and anger towards the patient couple who caused the crime.

We are not terrorists!

The patient's wife also heard everyone's discussion, blushing and roaring around, but her footsteps did not move.

Minty, why are you here? Where's James?

At this time, a car stopped, and a white middle-aged man wearing a World War II Allied military uniform stepped out of the car, with blood on his body, and shouted at the patient's wife.

You idiot! You killed James!

When Minty saw the other party, she immediately shouted, Hurry up and save James.

I'm not a doctor.

The man looked at the crowd in bewilderment: You are all doctors, why didn't you save James?

Because he has rockets in his body!!!

Minty broke out: How old are you and James, you two idiots? You still play such a dangerous game...

We're not playing a game!

The man interrupted in dissatisfaction: We are repeating, we have accurately copied the anti-tank weapon of the Allied forces in World War II, the M9A1 rocket launcher!

Is it the rocket you fired?

Adam was shocked.

It is said that Americans can play, but this time, it still broke Adam's imagination.

We did the test in the backyard, I was the gunner, James was the loader, and we did exactly what those specs were, and it was a 60mm, 1-and-a-pound bazooka, it was perfect...

The man still didn't understand the situation, and fell into the joy of perfectly replicating the weapon again while talking.

How powerful is the explosion?

Adam interrupted.

I do not know.

The man was taken aback, and murmured: Anyway, it's an anti-tank weapon with great power.

The rocket with such a powerful force is now shot into James' body by you, and it may explode at any time!

The patient's wife Minty yelled: If you are really James' best friend and comrade-in-arms, then you go over now, drive the ambulance to a place where there is no one, and then take the rocket out of James' body, let the doctor save James, Time is running out, James is dying!

...

Cosplay The man of the Allied forces of World War II was stunned, and then he remembered that the rocket he blasted did not explode, and now it was lying in the stomach of his comrade James, and it might explode at any time.

Mindy, you know I'm French-Italian, and I really want to save James, but this is really not my strong point, let's wait for the bomb squad to come...

...

When Adam and the others listened, the corners of their mouths twitched.

Such a powerful truth.

I am of French-Italian blood, so the cosplayers are also French-Italian soldiers.

What can you do, run away from the first place!

Nothing wrong!

Quite a few Sheldon and Leonard teamed up to play games, snatched the Blade of Azzinoth, and let Leonard and his teammates be outnumbered and killed on the spot, but he teleported away directly, shouting 'I am the sword St'.

Then he quickly auctioned off the sword of the Juggernaut. Facing the questions from the three of Leonard, he replied confidently, I am a night elf thief, haven't you read the character introduction?

What's going on now?

The bomb squad finally arrived quickly.

Wait for Adam to finish talking about the situation.

The captain of the bomb squad was also very speechless, it was like killing others even if he wanted to die.

How is the evacuation of the building going?

Still evacuating.

Dr. Burke has been paying attention to this matter, and immediately replied: Some operations in the operating room cannot be stopped.

for example.

Dr. Shepter is performing a craniotomy, and it is aborted halfway through, and the patient is 100% dead.

I suggest that the ambulance be driven to an empty place as soon as possible before bomb disposal.

Adam suggested.

No, homemade bombs are too unstable to move.

The leader of the bomb squad immediately denied it.

Adam said nothing more.

Such occasions should only be left to professionals.

ps: Thanks to Fu Jian for the reward!