American drama of life

Chapter 10 Speak from the position of strength

Saint Grace Hospital.

"Damn, this guy really has practiced boxing."

When Luke felt bad, he had already taken a punch in the back, and the force was exactly what the rookie intern said he had practiced boxing.

"Go back 1 second in time!"

Luke was very annoyed. Isn't it just trash talking to each other? Why are you so irritable? I didn't want to waste precious available time with this bastard, but now it seems that it is not necessary.

"Time Pause!"

After using two skills in a row, the severe pain from the back disappeared immediately, and the entire time and space were suspended there. Luke turned around and saw the rookie intern punching, his face was red and his eyes were full of anger.

Huh?
Could it be that he said it casually to reveal the truth in one sentence?
This poor guy really came in through the back door, so he broke the defense directly?
However, it is not surprising that the other party came in through the back door because of the attitude of the other party and the obviously poor level of basic medical care.

But that's not a reason to hit people.

Taking advantage of the time and space pause, Luke walked directly behind him, gave him a slight push, and returned to his original position: "Pause the end time!"

At the end of the moment, Luke turned around magically and cleverly avoided the punch.

And Alex Clive originally slammed his fist firmly and ruthlessly, but Luke avoided it, his fist missed, and a force from his back directly caused him to lose his balance and hit him with a punch. Luke's face also hit the wall behind him.

"son of a bitch!"

This was completely beyond his expectations. The pain from his fist and face turned this rookie intern who didn't speak martial arts directly into a son of the beach.

Even Luke could feel the pain in his voice.

Ok.

well.

That's what I want!

"Alex, are you okay?"

Seeing this, the female intern who was annoyed by being called a nurse immediately stepped forward to check.

"I don't care about you!"

Covering his bleeding fist, Alex pushed the female intern away, staring at Luke fiercely.

Luke looked back at him calmly.

Anyway, even if you don't fight back, it's not Luke who suffers in the end.

There are so many people watching!
There is evidence!
What are you afraid of!
After a few seconds of confrontation, Luke couldn't be scared, Alex turned and left to deal with the wound.

You know, the most precious thing to a surgeon is their hands with a scalpel.

If he fails to deal with it in time and leaves some problems, it will be a major blow to his entire career and life.

"thanks for reminding!"

Luke nodded and thanked a fat white male doctor who was shouting for him over there.

"You're welcome, he attacked you, it's his fault."

The fat male doctor was a little shy: "By the way, my name is George O'Malley."

"Luke Ball."

Luke gave his name.

"This Alex is an asshole."

Another Korean female intern leaned against the wall and said lazily, "It's not worthy of sympathy at all!"

"I originally thought he was just being cool..."

George O'Malley was puzzled: "I didn't expect him to do something that would directly hit someone."

"Maybe it was my unfortunate words."

Luke smiled: "After all, it's really not very glorious to come in through the back door. It's easy to break the defense when someone says it."

"No way?"

George O'Malley's eyes widened: "Does he really have to go through the back door to get in? Damn it! He even laughed at me as 007?! No matter how bad I am, I will come in by my own ability!"

007 is a classic role in film and television dramas, and when you talk about it, it reminds people of a beautiful car playing cool.

But when it comes to doctors, saying that the doctor is 007 is more embarrassing than saying that the doctor is a nurse.

Because 007 has a license to kill.

Using 007 as a metaphor for a doctor means that the doctor is useless and cannot save the patient at all, but kills the patient instead.

This is the greatest humiliation for a doctor who swears to heal and save lives.

"It's hard to use your own strength to prove that you are stronger than others. It is difficult to speak from a position of strength."

Seeing that Luke had already met this Alex Clive, he didn't mind helping him make a name for himself and explaining the confusion to the fat white George O'Malley who didn't understand.

"Not to mention that if he really came in through the back door, he would have no strength at all. In this case, what could highlight him better than stepping on you?
As long as you step into the mud, you are the worst.

No one else would have thought that he was actually the worst one.

How simple and easy this is. "

"So it is."

George O'Malley suddenly realized.

Seeing that this topic made the female intern who spoke out a little uncomfortable before, Luke already had some guesses in his heart, so he quickly stopped the topic, nodded to everyone, and was about to leave.

"Hello."

The female intern extended her hand to Luke and introduced herself: "Meredith Grey."

"Hello."

Luke shook her hand, smiled, and walked away.

"Ah, it looks like the little handsome guy is not interested in you."

The Korean female intern sneered.

"I didn't mean it that way."

Meredith Grey defended.

"Doctor Grey."

Luke, who came to the corner, stopped and called out to her, "Can I talk to you alone?"

"of course."

Meredith was stunned for a moment, then quickly ran over and couldn't help laughing: "What's the matter?"

"Thank you for speaking up for me before."

Luke struggled for a moment, but couldn't help but say, "But can I ask you a favor? Please don't take offense."

"Go ahead."

Meredith smiled even happier: "I wouldn't mind."

"Is such that."

Luke deliberately said, "I am a bit obsessive-compulsive, I have learned a little first aid, and know a little medical knowledge. I know you are a surgeon, so can you please trim and trim your nails?"

"..."

Meredith stayed there. Originally, she thought that Luke had some growing pains that she needed to solve, but who would have thought that he would say such a thing.

Manual control?
She looked at her hand and saw the somewhat long nails on it. It took a while to realize what Luke was talking about, and her face flushed instantly.

"Don't mind."

Luke left without a word.

If it wasn't to save people's lives, he wouldn't point out this kind of thing so blindly.

A dignified surgeon with long nails on one hand!

You must know that they will directly touch the internal organs of the patient with their hands. The long fingernails of this hand can completely turn into nine yin white bone claws at a critical time, directly piercing the internal organs of the patient and causing death.

This most basic professional habit, this Meredith Grey does not understand.

What else can Luke say?

I can only sigh once again that Dr. Green is Dr. Green. It is really impossible to see through this intern at a glance!

(End of this chapter)