daily drama

Chapter 562 Fortune and Misfortune
medical center.

Emergency.

"Doctor, I have something to do, the children are still waiting for me."

Santa Claus hurried.

"No matter how urgent you are, you have to see a doctor first."

Adam directly brushed away the beard and other decorations on his face, and began to examine him: "Have you taken any medicine recently?"

"No."

Santa claus shook his head directly: "I'm fine, just a little dizzy before, maybe I'm tired recently, but when I think of the children being happy, I feel energetic again, doctor, please let me go."

American tradition.

Many people dress up as Santa Claus and interact with children during Christmas.

Like sitting on Santa's lap for a photo or something.

Emmm.

And it's not just kids, of course.

If it was Rachel's first few months of pregnancy, she would be able to sit on the laps of all the Santas in New York City...

In America, everything is business.

These Santas are no exception.

Some of them are full-time, some are part-time, and most of them are employed by the Santa Claus Association, and then appear at the door of the store in need to gather traffic for the store.

The store sends money to the association, and the association distributes the money to its Santa Claus.

The association is a platform for second-hand middlemen to earn the difference.

Similarly, there are a series of classic images such as clowns.

In the movie clown, didn't the clown just pretend to be a clown at the beginning, holding the shop's signboard, standing at the door of the shop to attract traffic to the shop.

Under such circumstances, is there any Santa Claus who wants to contact the merchants by himself, so as to prevent the middlemen from making bad money?

Of course there are.

But think about the end of fighting against the association, ranging from being beaten by a group of Santa Clauses under the association, to be killed directly.

Therefore, there are not many doing it alone.

Christmas, time is limited, in order to earn enough money in such a short time, don't even think about 996, basically 007.

Of course, the external statement naturally became, for the children to interact with Santa Claus, no matter how hard and tiring it is, it is worth it...

"I'm afraid not."

Adam shook his head: "You don't want to scare the children, do you? How many children will be frightened when Santa Claus, who originally represented happiness, suddenly fell in front of them?"

"what?"

Santa Claus was taken aback: "Is my illness very serious?"

"You need an MRI first."

Adam signaled Santa to go back: "Have you taken any medicine recently? And what's your name? Do you have any medical records?"

Santa Claus was also frightened by Adam's posture.

It is said that it is to bring happiness to the children, but in fact this is a job.

It's not worth it to sacrifice your life for work.

He's not that high yet.

A series of symptoms that he forcibly suppressed before, such as dizziness, weakness, and nausea, resurfaced in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

"Dr. Duncan, I asked him to see a doctor, but he didn't listen to me."

Only then did John Carter add.

"I know."

Adam nodded.

Doctors are only responsible for giving medical orders, but it is the patient's freedom to listen or not.

If Santa Claus didn't want to listen to Adam just now and forced him to leave, Adam would not stop him.

after all.

Life is one's own.

Americans.

Live freely, die randomly.

NMR room.

"Go and call Dr. Shepter."

Adam glanced at the MRI film and told Carter to say.

"Yes."

Carter immediately ran to call.

For a while.

Dr. Sheppert came.

"what's the situation?"

"Our Santa has brain cancer, terminal."

Adam pointed to the MRI film and said.

"that's too regretful."

Dr. Shepter took a look, agreed with Adam's diagnosis, and shook his head: "The children will cry if they know."

"Fortunately Dr. Duncan stopped him."

Carter said with a look of fear: "Otherwise, if he suddenly collapses in front of so many children, he will definitely become a shadow for many children's lives."

"Let's go, let's persuade Santa Claus to let him have an operation. If he succeeds, he can live for a few more years."

"Today might be his lucky day," said Dr. Shepter.

"He probably doesn't think so."

Adam shook his head.

For Santa Claus, it is really hard to say which news is better between the possible sudden death and knowing that he has terminal brain cancer and will not live long.

All bad news!
The facts are not what Adam expected.

After Santa heard the news, his plump body shook and his face turned pale.

"How long can I live?"

"It's hard to say."

Dr. Sheput pondered: "If the operation goes well, pay attention after the operation and be optimistic, you can live for 2 to 3 years, or even longer..."

"How long can I live without surgery?"

Santa interrupted.

"In your case, a few months at most."

Adam explained: "There is also the possibility of sudden death at any time."

"I see."

Santa Claus was speechless for a while, then nodded.

After finishing speaking, he directly picked up the Santa hat and put on Santa's white beard.

"Sir, are you going to have an operation?"

Dr. Shepter was surprised.

"I just want to go home and be with my family."

Santa Claus goes to the door.

"Sir, I strongly recommend that you perform the operation immediately."

Dr. Shepter reminded: "Otherwise you are at risk of sudden death at any time."

"I see."

Santa Claus made a perfunctory sentence and left directly.

"Ugh."

Dr. Sheput looked at his leaving back and sighed: "Only in the face of life and death, people will remember what they should cherish most."

"I hope so."

Adam sighed too.

"Ok?"

Dr. Shepter looked at Adam in surprise: "You disagree?"

"I just hope he's really home with his family."

Adam sighed: "Otherwise, after today, maybe some children will never want to spend Christmas again."

"You mean..."

Dr. Shepter was startled.

"Sudden death during working hours, even if he has advanced brain cancer, their company must pay some money to the family, right?"

Adam said: "Or he was 'hit by a car' when he went out, and the car owner and the insurance company will have to pay more or less money to the family?"

"..."

Dr. Shepter and Carter were dumbfounded.

But thinking about Santa's attitude just now, these things might really happen.

after all.

When most people hear this news, they will still choose to have surgery. If they can live a few more years, they still want to live a few more years.

It's not as decisive as Santa Claus.

And when he goes back to reunite with his family, he doesn't need to put on Santa's white beard, put on a Santa hat, and redress as Santa Claus here...

"Are we doing nothing?"

Carter hesitated.

"We are just doctors, and we are only responsible for treatment. We should not take care of other things, and we can't take care of them."

Doctor Sheppert sighed.

After speaking, he turned and left.

"Let's go, go back to the emergency room. Rather than dreaming uselessly here, it's better to treat a few more patients."

Adam patted Carter on the shoulder and walked to the emergency room.

(End of this chapter)