Joe's Bar.
As the system notification rang in Adam's mind, his brain seed to explode.
Bang!
Big Bang!
It was as if his brain had undergone a cosmic explosion.
Countless nebulas ford, stars appeared.
The photographic mory he previously had as a half-finished product had now transford into a high-definition version.
The complex mathematical formulas he struggled with last night were now easier to understand, and inspiration kept flowing.
The world seed to slow down at that mont, becoming clearer than ever.
"My IQ just broke through 180—I've officially stepped into the realm of super geniuses. I'm now in the sa category as Peggy and Sheldon."
Adam was ecstatic.
Although he still couldn't engage in deep intellectual discussions with Peggy and Sheldon without prolonged study and contemplation, sothing that was once impossible had now beco possible.
And with Adam's boundless energy, that possibility would soon beco a reality.
Just imagining Peggy's shocked expression, her mouth hanging open in disbelief, filled Adam with motivation.
That final push from genius to super genius—it was Christina who gave it to him.
Though Christina was arrogant, competitive, and had the face of a middle-aged woman from the Southern Universe, she had provided him with those crucial three intelligence points. Looking at her now, Adam felt a newfound appreciation.
If they were just friends, her appearance didn't really matter.
Adam wasn't a racist or a mber of the "looks matter" club… well, at least not when it ca to ordinary friends.
After having a few drinks at the bar, the group returned to the hospital.
The hospital had an on-call room for resting.
It was a small, narrow space with two or three bunk beds arranged side by side, accommodating four to six people.
Like the locker rooms, there was no gender segregation.
If you were tired, you could just walk in, lie down, and sleep.
If soone needed privacy, they could lock the door from the inside, and everyone else would understand. People generally respected that unspoken rule.
Technically, with the hospital's mandatory 566-hour training regulation, it was already two or three in the morning. To maximize their chances of getting assigned to surgeries, they should have taken this as a rest day and co back at five in the morning to compete for cases.
But aside from Adam, Christina and the others didn't seem too concerned about strictly following that rule.
Despite having endless energy and theoretically being the one who should stay in the hospital the most, Adam had an obsessive-compulsive adherence to following procedures and regulations.
In this regard, he was even more rigid than Christina and the rest.
If they got caught, they would just admit fault and accept their punishnt.
But Adam couldn't tolerate even the slightest risk in his path to growth.
That's why, even though he was an incredibly capable intern, he was also known for playing it overly safe.
Green Clinic
"That giant tumor removal surgery last night—beautifully done!"
Leonard was in high spirits. "I knew it! You have the sa passion and talent I did back in the day. As long as no one takes your opportunities, people like us are destined to shine!"
"Heh."
Adam responded with a polite smile.
This was the third ti Leonard had said sothing like that.
"I'm saving all the good surgeries for you here," Leonard continued excitedly. "I've already spoken to Sherry. Any ti there's an opportunity, she'll send you over to other departnts. Take as many surgeries as you can, show them why I trust an intern with this much autonomy!"
"Thank you, I definitely will."
Adam smiled.
After their conversation, Sherry sent him to the ergency room.
This special treatnt made Bald Chris and Chubby Stu a little jealous.
Working in the ER, where you could interact directly with patients, was far better than doing endless rounds and writing up case notes.
If Adam got lucky, he could catch a case requiring surgery, and as the first doctor on the case, he would naturally beco the primary in-charge and follow it into the operating room.
The most frustrating part?
Even though Chris and Stu were technically responsible for managing Green Clinic's patient beds, whenever a major surgery ca up, Dr. Green would call Adam back without hesitation—not only to let him participate but to give him as much hands-on practice as possible.
Sotis, Dr. Green would just supervise while Adam perford the entire procedure.
That was a privilege usually reserved for senior residents, if not beyond that.
Most residents could only perform minor procedures independently. When it ca to major surgeries, attending physicians had to take over.
Even seasoned senior residents didn't get as much hands-on surgical ti as Adam did.
It was only because Sherry had an exceptionally good personality and got along well with Adam that there wasn't any backlash.
If this had been Dr. Bailey, or any other ambitious resident, there would have been protests and resistance long ago.
"Your arms aren't sore, are they?"
As soon as Susan saw Adam, she playfully squeezed his arm. "You were up till dawn with that giant tumor case, and now you're back after just a few hours of rest? You really are an energy machine~"
"Not sore at all."
Adam chuckled helplessly.
Clearly, his feat of holding up the massive tumor had cented his reputation for sheer physical endurance.
"Adam, there's a patient in Room 5. Let's go check it out."
Susan teased him briefly but then shifted back to business.
"Alright."
Adam had no objections.
Room 5
Following Susan inside, Adam saw a young white man sitting there, looking uneasy.
"I'm Dr. Lewis, and this is Dr. Duncan."
Susan introduced them briefly before asking, "Mr. Gale, what seems to be the problem?"
"...I…"
The young man hesitated.
"Mr. Gale, we're doctors. There's nothing you can't tell us."
Susan reassured him.
"Can… Can I speak to Dr. Duncan alone?"
The young man avoided eye contact with Susan.
"Of course."
Susan exchanged a glance with Adam and nodded.
"I'll leave this to you, Dr. Duncan."
"Got it."
Adam smiled.
As she left, Susan whispered teasingly, "I didn't know your charm worked on n too."
Adam's mouth twitched slightly.
Once the door closed, he turned to the young man. "Mr. Gale, you can tell
your symptoms now."
"I… I want to get a contraceptive injection."
The young man finally mustered the courage to say it.
"…"
Adam nearly pulled a muscle in his back from sheer surprise. His expression was a clear "That's it?
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