Daily American Drama

Chapter 348 If you can't die, you will become stronger

Okay, Doctor Clive, leave this to me.

Adam greeted him and smiled.

What did you say?

Alex was taken aback, then furious: This is my patient.

Do not.

Adam shook his head: Your patient is still waiting for you to check the rectum. This patient has a gunshot wound. The wound is on the shoulder, not the rectum, so he is not your patient.

Hi! I like Dr. Clive. I want him to be my doctor.

The African-American man obviously congenial with Alex, seeing Adam bullying Alex, he immediately helped his friend out.

Feel sorry.

Adam shook his head and said, This is an emergency department. I'll contact Dr. Lewis right away.

I'm not an emergency room!

The African-American man was very loyal, and he stood up holding his wound: I have an appointment with Dr. Burke, and I ask Alex to be my bed doctor.

Obviously, he is a frequent visitor to the hospital. Not only did he make an appointment with a specific attending doctor, but he also knew the concept of a bed doctor.

I'll put you in touch with Dr. Burke.

Adam smiled and said, But believe me, even if Dr. Burke comes, Dr. Clive can't be your bed doctor.

why?

The African-American man was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Alex whose expression was similar to his.

Alex was speechless.

What can he say?

Because of his negligence, Dr. Burke let the patient he managed almost die, so Dr. Burke punished him by not being allowed to enter the operating room for two weeks, and Dr. Bailey also fined him for two weeks for rectal examination?

How can I tell my 'good buddy' such a shameful thing.

No matter what, I have the right to decide my own bed doctor.

The African-American man got excited, and said stubbornly: Alex, don't worry, Dr. Burke and I are old acquaintances, and I will definitely let him appoint you as my bed doctor.

Having said that, he stretched out his hand and made a shaking gesture.

Alex also stretched out his hand, put it next to the African-American man's hand, and made the same shaking motion.

It is very similar to the punching ceremony that African Americans like to do.

Alex's complexion improved a lot, and he gave Adam a mocking look, full of triumphant expressions of don't think you are powerful, you can steal my patient.

Adam had the nurse call Dr. Burke.

I'd rather see you again in some other way, Mr. Owens.

Dr. Burke reached out and shook hands with the African-American man.

Just call me Digby.

The African-American man laughed.

what's going on?

Dr. Burke looked at Adam.

Adam told the story.

Digby, Dr. Duncan is the best intern we have here.

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

Do not!

The African-American man shook his head and said, I just want Dr. Clive.

Digby, Dr. Clive has violated the hospital's regulations and cannot be a bed doctor for a short time.

Dr. Burke persuaded: I am your doctor and an old friend again. Don't you believe my decision?

come on.

The African-American man exclaimed exaggeratedly: Who doesn't make mistakes in young people? It's nothing. And I know my injury, it's just a simple suture, and maybe I don't need to be hospitalized. It's no big deal to let Alex do it. Believe in you, and believe in him.

Dr. Burke shook his head helplessly. In the end, he could only respect the patient's choice. He nodded and said, That's fine, Dr. Clive. First do the suture, and then take a CT scan. You are in charge. Congratulations!

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

Alex was an old man. He didn't look at Dr. Burke at all. He pushed the African-American man to the ward. When he passed by Adam, he gave Adam a provocative look.

Snapped!

Snapped!

After walking past, Alex and the African-American man clapped in Adam's ears.

Dr. Duncan, you are right.

Dr. Burke gave Adam full affirmation.

Adam smiled.

correct.

Dr. Burke glanced at the direction Alex left in disgust: Help me inform Dr. Bailey that Dr. Clive's rectal examination will last for another week.

I see.

Adam nodded.

Alex thinks he can get around the ban and treats everyone else as fools.

But who is a fool who can be a doctor?

Not to mention a famous doctor like Dr. Burke.

Those who violated the orders of the superior doctor and dared to do so were really fools.

noon.

Hospital restaurant.

I heard that you failed to rob Alex's patient?

Christina was carrying the dinner plate, and immediately started gossiping as soon as she came over.

No way, I met a patient who is not afraid of death.

Adam shrugged.

Tsk tsk, Alex is really good at it.

Christina was amazed: Yesterday I almost cheated that female patient with a giant tumor, and today I forcibly tricked a tattoo 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, but to be precise, it is uncomfortable if you are not afraid of death.

The gunshot wound on his shoulder was shot by a 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 his armpit.

This patient is with the Iowa State wrestling team.

George interjected: Alex seems to be a wrestler too, and when I checked in the morning, I heard them talking about the spirit of wrestling.

What 'what doesn't kill you, makes 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 borrowed a camera for him, and took close-ups of the gunshot wound. The two were as good as brothers.

Pretend!

Liz sneered and said, Just like he lied to that poor female patient with a giant tumor, I really want this patient to hear his true inner voice.

Hope Alex doesn't have too much fun again.

Adam smiled.

what do you know?

Christina's heart moved.

His first gunshot wound, in order to commemorate, did not take out the bullet. This time the gunshot wound caused broken ribs and pneumothorax.

Adam said: Although Dr. Burke cannulated him to drain the blood from the lungs and repaired his lungs, the gunshot wound may have caused his body to react. Think about it. If there is any small body in his body at this time wound, what will it cause?

Infect!

Christina and the others shouted in unison.

Do you think a tattooed masochist who believes in pain is more likely to have a small wound?

Adam said casually: If I were his doctor in charge of the bed, I would definitely ask in detail, but these are common sense, and Alex must know...

Liz stood up abruptly, left a word and ran away.

I don't trust Alex!

Adam ate by himself.

As the African-American man said, this is his freedom and his belief: whatever doesn't kill him can make him stronger.

All Adam can do is to respect and bless him, and besides, he is not short of this 0.01 point of life span.

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