The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 244 Chuck: House, you can't do it, just me!
"He really said that?"

Dr. House was stunned by Chuck, but his eyes were bright, and the corner of his mouth was smiling, quite happy. He took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket and stuffed a few painkillers into his mouth.

His leg has old injuries and is in pain all the time. This is quite similar to Chuck, except that Chuck is congenital, while he is a sequela caused by an acquired injury that was not treated in time.

"What do you think?"

Dr. Wilson in the white coat, as one of the involved parties, rolled his eyes in shame.

"Too."

After taking the painkillers, Dr. House nodded and said with a smile, "You can't make that up, it's really this guy's style."

"What do you say? Can I see the patient? Time is limited."

Doctor Wilson in the white coat really didn't want to continue this topic when he came, and he was a kind-hearted doctor who was really worried about Professor Alicia Harper's condition.

"It's still the same sentence, let him beg me!"

Dr. House put away the medicine bottle, put down his crutches, and limped out.

"Do not be like that."

Doctor Wilson in the white coat hurriedly followed, and continued to persuade: "Why leave the fun to the coroner?"

"That makes sense."

Dr. House smiled and said: "In normal times, I might think about it, but autopsies are fun, but Chuck's pleasure of begging me is unique, so if you don't want to leave the joy of autopsies to the coroner, then quickly Just call him and let him beg me."

"You know he can't beg you!"

Doctor Wilson in the white coat was a little annoyed.

If Chuck was willing to ask Dr. House, he would have come a long time ago. He didn't need to bother him so much, and he said he was a cousin and asked for it.

As long as Chuck is willing to speak, Dr. House will definitely take over the case without saying a word, finalize this unique request, and not give Chuck a chance to go back on his word.

But the word unique says everything. Before uniqueness happens, it is a state that has never happened in the past, and most likely will not happen now and in the future.

"Then you find a way to get him to beg me."

With a firm attitude, Dr. House shrugged and said, "If he doesn't care, why should I care?"

"Because you're a doctor! And he's not!"

Doctor Wilson in the white coat said seriously: "You may not want to ask each other for help, but that is your own business, don't hurt an innocent patient because of it."

"The world is full of sick people, and birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of life."

Dr. House continued to walk with a limp, unmoved at all: "People are either sick or on the way to sickness, I can't save everyone, because God doesn't agree!

So what does it matter if there is one more or one less?If I want to save something interesting, I will save it, and if I don’t want to save something boring, I will not save it. This is also God’s will. "

"Since when did you believe in God?"

Doctor Wilson in the white coat didn't believe it at all.

"You know, when I work with those labor-intensive workers, I don't just give them science about our days and Dr. Derek Lamorry, and ask them if they will give us a discount for our doctor."

Dr. House joked unscrupulously: "I still communicate with God sometimes, you know me, I really don't believe in God, but I can't stop them praying in front of me all the time.

Even if you don’t believe me, in such frequent prayers, there will always be a moment of direct communication with God every time~
It was the communication at that moment. God told me to do things according to my own heart and enjoy myself in a timely manner. Are you satisfied? "

"..."

Even though Dr. Wilson in the white coat knew who his friend was, he still couldn't bear to look at him when he said such a fresh and refined thing.

"Please! Even if it's not for Chuck or yourself, you have three super-capable doctors under your command, and you let them do nothing all day long, is that really okay?"

As a leader in the medical field, the Princeton Teaching Hospital not only set up a unique diagnostic department for him, but also gave him three places, and recruited three highly capable attending doctors as assistants to Dr. House to assist him in diagnosis and treatment. .

Because of Dr. House's absolute status in the industry, there were many applicants for this assistant position, and Dr. House selected three.

One is a neurosurgeon.

One is an emergency doctor, an immunology specialist.

One is a doctor in the intensive care unit and a famous surgeon.

These three assistant doctors, because of Dr. House's weird personality, may not be the most capable of all the applicants, but they are also top-notch in their respective fields.

The reason why they value this position is that they want to learn from the best in the industry in order to become an absolute master at the level of Dr. House, so even though they can find a good job casually with their status and status, they still prefer to endure it. Doing nothing, staying in Dr. House's office.

"I heard you are bored?"

Dr. House and the two had already walked outside the big office of the diagnostic department, pushed open the glass door with crutches, and winked at the two men and a woman who were sitting scattered at the big desk inside.

"No."

The handsome young Caucasian doctor Keith, as a doctor in the intensive care unit, pays more attention to the authority of Dr. House, and subconsciously denies it.

Ok.

This may also have something to do with him coming in through the back door.

According to Dr. House, Dr. Keith's father kept harassing him, which made him choose Dr. Keith.

The beautiful doctor Cameron, as an emergency doctor and immunology expert, did not answer the call.

African-American bald-headed Dr. Forman, as a neurosurgeon, always likes to criticize his boss, showing his ability and sense of resistance, so he answered the phone and mocked: "Is it so obvious?"

"very good."

Dr. House said with a smile: "You follow me just to learn from me, so it is important to feel my feelings, and boredom is my normal state."

As he said that, he looked at his friend who had been following him, trying to convince him.

"You can't get bored anymore."

At this time, a woman in rather hot clothes came in with a medical record, stepped on high heels, and said seriously, "You must accept this case!"

Everyone looked at Dr. House.

This woman is Dr. Kadi, the director of the hospital.

"If you only say the first half of the sentence, I will be very happy~"

Dr. House stared at the depth of the female dean unscrupulously, and said with a daily joke: "But when it comes to receiving cases, you should know that the diagnosis depends on this, not this."

Speaking of this, he first pointed to his own brain, and then pointed to the flaming red lips of the female dean.

"I don't have time to joke with you."

The female dean said with a straight face: "The patient, Professor Alicia Harper, is a very famous professor of physics at Princeton University, and her husband, Professor John Harper, is also a very famous professor of mathematics at Princeton University. It was recommended by Dr. Ralph, this is the recognition of our hospital, not only must you accept it, but you must not mess it up!"

As he said that, he took a picture of the medical record on Dr. House's chest: "I have arranged for the inspection department to conduct an expedited comprehensive toxicological examination on Professor Alicia Harper. You should take advantage of this time to quickly perform a toxicological examination on her. For other diagnoses besides the examination, her condition is not optimistic, and the time is limited, we can't afford it!"

"Where is he now?"

Dr. House threw the case in his chest onto the desk, not being affected by the female dean at all, and looked at his friend Dr. Wilson on his own.

"At this time, you still only care about this?"

Dr. Wilson complained.

"Don't use that accent!"

Dr. House said sharply, "Otherwise, I will be misunderstood and ridiculed again."

"..."

Dr. Wilson was speechless, especially when he saw the knowing snigger at the corner of the beautiful doctor Cameron's mouth, he was even worse.

"Where is he?"

Dr. House walked to the dedicated ward of his diagnostic department on crutches.

"Chuck's not here."

Dr. Wilson couldn't take it anymore: "If you really want to know, call him now!"

"Alright."

Dr. House saw his friend's expression of "you can go directly to Chuck if you have the ability, what's the ability to bully us", stopped in his tracks, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Chuck's number: "I heard you asked I?"

"Did you take too much medicine?"

Chuck's calm voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sooner or later you will die on this."

"Aren't you going to ask me?"

Dr. House glanced at everyone's gossiping eyes, and he couldn't let go of this: "I can tell you that the situation of your beautiful professor is not optimistic. If I have no motivation and delay the time, don't regret it. Anyway, for me It is said that the joy of treatment lies in solving puzzles, and the gap between solving them before death and dissecting them after death is not that big.”

"up to you."

Chuck said: "If you can save it, if you can't, you can delay it. I don't care."

"Wow, so cool and handsome~"

Dr. House pretended to shout: "It's a pity that I'm not a nympho little girl. It's useless for me to be aggressive. I still say the same thing. If you want me to do my best, you just need to ask me."

"I have something to do now, so I'll hang up first."

Chuck said bluntly: "Since you are not sure about saving her, then I will start studying medicine while I am doing business. There should be time, that's it!"

Said, hung up the phone directly.

"..."

Dr. House twitched the corner of his mouth, listened to the blind voice on the phone, and while answering the phone, shrugged his shoulders to the gossiping eyes: "Listen to how arrogant he is, I can't save her, he is going to start studying medicine from scratch, Then in such a short period of time, I have achieved something in my studies, and I have been able to do things that I have been unable to do after decades of studying and practicing medicine, and I said that there is still time!"

"That's cool."

The beautiful doctor Cameron couldn't help but said.

"Forman, get ready for the MRI."

Dr. House glanced at the beautiful doctor Cameron, and ordered to the African-American bald Dr. Forman.

"You suspect brain disease?"

As a neurosurgeon, African-American bald-headed Forman had already started to read the medical records of Professor Alicia Harper, and immediately entered a professional state and started his own analysis.

"No!"

Dr. House interrupted: "I told you to prepare for the MRI. It's for Cameron. Obviously she needs to be tested."

Speaking of this, he pretended to avoid Cameron, and said "quietly" to the crowd: "She has a problem with her mind."

"I'm OK."

The beautiful doctor Cameron who was on the scene said helplessly.

"You actually believe that Chuck can surpass my level in such a short time, and you say it's cool, isn't there something wrong with your brain?"

Dr. House sneered.

"There are always incredible geniuses in this world."

The beautiful doctor Cameron smiled calmly: "You are, and Dr. Chuck Wolfe is even more! You often say that medical diagnosis is the detective's case, and Dr. Chuck Wolfe is the famous detective Chuck!
Although there is still a big difference between medicine and case investigation, and medicine requires more knowledge and experience, but I have learned that Dr. Chuck Wolf has the ability of photographic memory, coupled with super IQ, if we say Who can create such an almost impossible medical miracle, then I believe he is definitely the most likely. "

"It seems that you don't have a problem with your brain, but a problem with your aesthetics."

Dr. House nodded and said: "Listen to what you said, you didn't use your brain at all, but restless hormones are affecting your judgment, you actually think Chuck is handsome and cool."

"He's already handsome and cool, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people liking him."

The beautiful doctor Cameron did not deny it, but said with a smile.

"None of you really think that his paralyzed face is attractive. Others like his fame, but you are different. The reason why you are attracted to him is purer. He is incomplete."

Dr. House gave her a deep look.

Cameron, a beautiful doctor who has always been calm and calm, changed his expression.

"Cameron thinks that Chuck is handsome and cool because he is crippled. Does Cameron like the beauty of cripples? Then why doesn't Cameron like you? You are much more crippled than Chuck!"

My good friend Dr. Wilson is a real warm man, he almost instinctively chose to poke the tire directly to save the beauty: "Stop talking nonsense, are you going to diagnose and treat Professor Alicia Harper? If you really can't, then Leave it to Chuck, we might actually witness a medical miracle."

Dr. House glanced at everyone, and then teased his friend Dr. Wilson, "Do you want to see it? I still won't let you see it! It will save some people from misunderstanding our relationship~"

"..."

The corner of Dr. Wilson's mouth twitched, but then he looked at Dr. House's back, and the corner of his mouth twitched. As soon as Chuck made a move, he really let his friend know whether he was the aggressive or the aggressive.

there.

Chuck hung up the phone and continued to hide in the darkness, raising his decorative glasses when a pair of beautiful women walked in while talking.

"What happened to him?"

A familiar voice sounded.

"The target person has been transferred to another hospital."

Another female voice replied respectfully: "I was transferred to the Princeton Teaching Hospital, where Dr. House is very famous in the field of diagnosis and is best at diagnosing and treating difficult diseases."

"It seems that he still cares after all."

There was a hint of a smile in the familiar voice.

puff!
A gunshot wearing a silencer rang out in the room, Chuck came out from the darkness, glanced at the dead woman who had been shot between her eyebrows, and said expressionlessly to the oil painting beauty who came over, "Really? "

(End of this chapter)