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Medical Center. Conference Room.
The seminar rolled on.
The Chief of Surgery led by example, encouraging everyone to brainstorm and grow together.
Adam played along perfectly, tossing out ideas about the Chief's surgeries. He'd "accidentally" leave out a few details here and there, baiting Dr. Burke and the others to fill in the gaps—then he'd thank them with genuine praise.
Every now and then, he'd glance at Cristina, Shorty, and the crew, nudging them with a look to think harder and ask more. It sparked the doctors in the audience to jump in too.
With the Chief holding it down, and a few combo moves later, the seminar's vibe heated up.
Most people were loving it.
Back in the day, questions came loaded with feelings.
Take Dr. Bailey, for instance. Right after she had her kid and came back to work, she stepped up to present her first case. Some jealous resident didn't hold back: "Could it be that after pregnancy and childbirth, your hormone swings messed with your skills?"
In a later era, no one would dare ask that in public. One wrong move, and bam—big trouble. That resident would've been toast.
But this wasn't that extreme yet. And hey, it's a hospital—hormones do mess with you sometimes.
Even though Bailey knew the guy was just venting his petty grudge, she swallowed her annoyance and said flatly, "No, they didn't."
"You can't prove that," the resident shot back, digging in like a total troll.
"There's surgical footage," Bailey replied, taking a deep breath, her face blank. "That's proof. Watch it. If you can spot a single mistake, then we'll talk hormones. Haven't seen it yet? Go watch, then we'll discuss something professional."
She locked eyes with him, cool and confident, and that shut the guy up.
Or take the residents and interns. Some of the strictness wasn't even about work—it was personal.
Cristina, calling interns by numbers instead of names? Total personality jab. Other residents weren't that extra, but they still rode the newbies hard, making them uncomfortable and ticked off.
So, at the seminar?
Those grumpy interns saw their shot. No way they'd pass up a chance to vent.
They weren't dumb enough to target their own mentors, though.
No worries—interns are a pack. That frustration? Universal.
They had this unspoken deal: hit the residents who didn't oversee them. Covered all bases, no payback later.
Stuff like that happened all the time.
Residents sniped at each other out of jealousy. Interns stirred the pot from below.
You get me today, I get you tomorrow.
After a while, what was supposed to be a chill academic discussion turned into a blockbuster popcorn flick. Cristina and her crew even started prepping—grabbing snacks and drinks before every meeting.
They'd munch away down there, loving the show, popping up now and then to throw a zinger.
For folks whose lives were all work, was there a better way to unwind? Nope! 😋
With chaos-lovers like Cristina in the mix, the seminars just got messier and messier.
Now, Adam and the Chief were out to flip the script—bring it back to its roots.
So far? Looking good.
Dr. Burke and the others were legit big shots. Once they let their guards down and got into it, their decades of experience lit up Adam's eyes.
He was soaking it all in—the biggest winner here.
With his photographic memory and hardcore work ethic, his theoretical knowledge was unbeatable.
Add in his near-superhuman physical stats—hands steady as a robot—and his practical skills were insane.
What he lacked? Raw, real-world experience.
Nightly sessions with Alice Grey patched some of that up, but even a legend like her had limits. Her expertise was mostly cardio, and since Alzheimer's hit, her hands-on game had stalled for years.
In a field where tech evolves daily and you've gotta keep practicing, that's a big gap.
But Dr. Burke, Dr. Shepherd, Dr. Sloan—all these top attendings? They were giants in their specialties. Their years of experience were the final piece Adam needed.
Once he locked that in, he'd be the triple-threat legend: theory, experience, and skill, all maxed out. The "Future All-in-One Medical Prodigy."
Step one was in the bag—how could Adam not be secretly thrilled? 😎
But patients and doctors can't camp out in a meeting forever.
A few hours later, the seminar wrapped up, much to Adam's reluctant sigh.
"Thanks, Adam," the Chief said after everyone cleared out. Seeing Mark Sloan leave without that awkward, sour vibe, he let out a relieved breath and turned to Adam.
"No problem. It's what I do," Adam replied. Sure, he'd gained the most, but he didn't mind pocketing a favor from the Chief too.
Clap, clap, clap!
A janitor wheeled in a wheelchair. In it? Larry, the hospital chairman, clapping with a grin. "Brilliant!"
"Larry, what are you doing here?" the Chief said, hurrying over. "You need to rest!"
"When two of my star doctors are butting heads like this," Larry chuckled, "and the only guy who can wrangle them—my prized Chief of Surgery—tells me he's retiring early, how am I supposed to rest easy?"
"Larry…" The Chief hesitated, torn.
"Stay, Richard," Larry urged. "Look at what you just pulled off. No one could've done it better. Those four attendings eyeing your spot? They're not ready yet…"
He glanced at Adam. "Maybe someday there'll be someone, but right now? No one's stepping into your shoes. Adam, back me up here?"
"Totally agree," Adam said with a nod and a smile. "No one's topping the Chief."
Today's performance? The Chief's management skills were unreal—pure respect.
As for the four big attendings? Forget the pecking order of plastics or neonatal—each of them had their own messy personal drama, all tangled up right here at work.
That kind of stuff gets people talking, and not in a good way.
Sure, the Chief had his own soap opera back in the day, but he'd cut that mess off before taking the top job.
To be Chief, he'd kept himself in check—heck, he even went full "green" in the end.
A Chief like that? Say what you want about power plays or whatever—he was damn good at his job.
Plus, Adam couldn't take the gig yet. Having the Chief hold the fort was a win for him too.
So yeah, those words? Straight from the heart, 100% real.
"See that, Richard?" Larry beamed. "That's what everyone's saying! You still wanna ditch us early?"
"Alright," the Chief said, glancing at Adam's earnest look, then turning to Larry with a spark of excitement. "I'm in—I'll keep serving the medical center."
(Chapter End)