The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 246 Oil Painting Beauty: Chuck, Am I Beautiful?
Princeton Teaching Hospital.

"So, she thought she could see, but the fact is that she is blind, her brain is deceiving her, what does this mean?"

Dr. House stood in front of the MRI brain slice, talked about the latest situation of Professor Alicia Harper, and turned to look at the three assistant doctors under him.

"She can see organically, but her brain can't process it, indicating that Alicia has damage to both occipital lobes."

Xiao Hei from the Department of Neurology is more professional in this area, and he was the first to express his opinion.

"It should be caused by trauma."

The first thing that the beautiful doctor Cameron thought of was that Professor Alicia Harper was pushed to the ground by her husband.

"Well, that husband looks neurotic. It seems that domestic violence is indeed severe."

Dr. House said viciously: "Oh, wait, he is a professor of mathematics, unless he is some kind of perverted mathematician, otherwise, with his powerlessness, it is impossible for him to cause harm to her with a single push. Such a severe brain injury."

"It's hard to say something like pushing and bumping."

The beautiful doctor Cameron retorted.

"I thought you liked the beauty of incompleteness."

Dr. House looked at her with an exaggerated expression: "Compared with the patient, that husband is obviously more disabled, why don't you have more sympathy for him? Is it because of his domestic violence? This is your prejudice!

As we all know, there are as many domestic violence men as perverts in our country, and according to those stupid movies and TV shows, they are all aftereffects of being hurt since childhood, so you like incompleteness, and to some extent, you like perverts. "

"Dr. Chuck Wolf is also a pervert?"

The beautiful doctor Cameron asked.

"Of course he is!"

Dr. House yelled funnyly: "Everyone knows."

"Then who does he 'this pervert' have a better relationship with?"

The beautiful doctor Cameron said with a smile: "Or, who does he communicate with more deeply, normal people, or the perverts in your mouth?"

"Then you can only ask the pervert himself."

As Dr. House said, he put his crutches on the conference table, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and called Chuck: "Hey, pervert, tell me, why did you want to conduct a comprehensive toxicology in the first place?" an examination?"

"Isn't that the first step in diagnosis?"

Chuck asked back.

"Yes."

Dr. House smiled and said: "But without any suspicious circumstances, such a comprehensive toxicology inspection will not be done. At your request, the hospital has worked overtime regardless of the cost to do all the toxicology inspections that can be done. Checked out."

"In my eyes, there are no accidents."

Chuck didn't intend to tell about Irene, and said frankly: "Since there are conditions, then treat this case as the most extreme situation. You can imagine it as a person with the most abundant resources, and deliberately let her become So, what are the means by which this could have happened.”

"That's too much."

Dr. House complained: "Although the toxicology test has been checked, it is a targeted test. You must know the toxicity before you can do the test. If there is such a person with infinite resources who poisons her, then The possibilities are endless, we simply cannot diagnose and cure her in time permitting, we will have to wait for her to die and do an autopsy."

"So you can't do it?"

Chuck is straightforward.

"...I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it!"

Dr. House said venomously: "I'm going to drill a hole in her head now to see what's going on in her head!"

"Do what you can and leave the rest to me."

Chuck hung up the phone.

"You really can accept it?"

In the secret room in the basement of the mountainside villa, Irene, who was sitting opposite Chuck and playing chess, listened to Chuck's phone call, with a half-smile: "Once he makes such a random test, even if he finds the real cause by chance, the result may be worse than letting her A quiet death was even more difficult for her to accept."

Surgery has sequelae, not to mention this kind of brain surgery. A little carelessness may cause irreversible consequences. Sometimes life is really worse than death.

"Are you worried?"

Chuck picked up the chess piece and dropped it, looking at her with a pun.

"I worry?"

Irene looked at the chessboard with a chuckle: "Alicia is indeed a great beauty, but she is not unique. I really appreciate her, otherwise I would not use her as an example. You should see that I Very restrained."

"You want to use her to prove that you care less than me."

Chuck was not surprised: "There is also the meaning of silence."

In front of Professor Alicia Harper, the two talked about various versions of the story of the peerless twins. Although Professor Alicia Harper would not over-reminisce at the time, they could not keep being known by interested people.

"So you really don't care, or do you have some unknown superpower?"

Erin twirled the chess piece and said with a playful smile.

"What do you say?"

Chuck looked at her.

Irene looked at him for a long time, but couldn't see anything in his eyes.

"you lose."

Chuck said something, twisting the chess and falling.

Irene stared at the chessboard and looked again and again, then raised her eyes and smiled: "Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs, winning or losing for a while is insignificant."

"You never won."

Chuck reminded him straightforwardly, got up and took out a white rose from his breast pocket, walked to the bed and put it on the bed. When he turned to leave, he saw that Irene had already taken off the white hospital gown at some point. It fell off, stood there without any concealment, smiled without being shy or too calm: "Am I beautiful?"

"nice."

Chuck told the truth.

"I know you like to do scientific research, come here?"

Irene invited with a smile, and walked over gracefully, wrapping her arms around Chuck's neck.

Chuck reached out and grabbed her hands.

With her hands locked in front of Chuck, Irene said with a playful smile, "Why, don't you dare? What are you worried about? You don't have the heart to imprison me or even kill me for fear of doing experiments with me? Don't worry about Anna, I miss her Definitely a pleasure to see that.”

Having said that, she looked at Chuck's glasses: "Isn't it, my lovely sister?"

Chuck was silent.

"Isn't it surprising that you are so smart?"

Irene got as close to Chuck as possible, and said in a breathless voice: "It's not me who ordered you to be killed this time, I didn't break my promise to her, why did she do this?

She could have just informed me and let me deal with it, quietly, without any negative consequences.

For her, I will continue to serve as your dark umbrella, helping you eliminate the hidden arrows from the darkness as much as possible.

This is the best choice for you.

With her IQ, can't you tell?

You might say, what free will is this for!

But before that, I didn't force her to do many things that she didn't want to do at all. They were all handy things that she didn't care about at all. I just wanted to use this to have more common language with her.

But this time, she chose to go to war, and she completely wiped out my staff in New York, and disappeared, forcing me to meet you in person to find her, the only family member.

Between us, one is her only relative, and the other is the only eye she recognizes. For her, it is impossible to kill each other and completely eliminate troubles.

The impact of fighting back and forth is something neither of us is willing to bear, and there is no need to bear it, and even a slight mistake is something she can't bear.

So, have you ever thought about why such a smart woman did such a stupid thing?
Thanks to you, these days I have plenty of time to think about it.

What do you think I came to a conclusion? "

Speaking of this, seeing that Chuck was still silent and calm, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she said with a strange smile: "It seems that you guessed it too, didn't you? The reason why my smart sister took so much trouble to do this series What a stupid thing, just want to arrange a blind date for us."

If this was heard by other people, they would definitely be dumbfounded and unable to believe it.

Why does a blind date require so many deaths and so much pain, risking their lives?

It sounds like a perverted game of perverted demons.

But Chuck was not shocked by this, and his expression remained calm.

"What a lovely sister."

Irene looked at Chuck's glasses and murmured: "Her own body is flawed, and she can only be with you in spirit, but not in body, so she just wanted to introduce me, the only sister, to you as a child." Her stand-in, it seems she really loves you.

For this reason, you will not hesitate to let you imprison me, beat me, try to twist my will, and make me your vassal.

This really makes me jealous.

But I don't blame her.

Who made me her only sister!
I'm her only choice, aren't I?

Now that we have talked about it, let me talk about the result of the blind date. Your ability has exceeded my expectations of you, and she facilitated it wholeheartedly. I think you can give it a try.

what do you say? "

"is not it?"

Chuck didn't answer, just asked a question without thinking.

Irene was not surprised. She knew that Chuck was not asking about herself, but her sister Anna behind the glasses, so her eyes fell on the wrist where Chuck was holding her hands tightly, where there was an undetectable vibration of a watch. up.

"Yes once, no twice."

Irene smiled and said, "She shook three times, didn't she? So which ones I said are correct, and which ones are not?"

Chuck was silent for a moment, pushed the naked Irene away with a little force, and said word by word: "You will be fine, I promise!"

Then she looked at Irene, who fell to the ground and put on a beautiful and seductive posture. Anyone who saw it would sigh in admiration. Irene said with a blank face: "For Anna's sake, this is the last chance. Say you stop pestering Anna, then heal Professor Alicia Harper, and I'll let you go."

Although all this is a special blind date arranged by Anna, Chuck still knows that Anna doesn't like being entangled and forced by her sister Erin, so this primary condition remains unchanged.

"Did you see it?"

Irene smiled and said: "Because of you, she began to have a sense of morality of a mortal, from before it didn't matter and she simply didn't want to sit on the throne of crime with me, now she directly resists.

Now even more quietly arranged such a ridiculous blind date for us.

Because of her, no matter what I do, you can't kill me, you can only try to influence me or control me.

People who love each other will influence each other!
And do you think you love her more than I love her? "

Chuck knew her answer.

She felt that she loved Anna more than Chuck, so she kept Anna by her side and let Anna listen to her words. It was just the mutual influence of love, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Since there is nothing wrong, just love, how could she give up loving her only sister!
Chuck didn't say anything, and left the secret room directly.

Irene is not even willing to make false claims, which shows how firm her determination to Anna is.

So there is nothing left to say.

"Are you happy?"

Irene was lying on the ground, looking at the display screen on the wall, and said with a smile: "He rejected me for you, but you and I both know that your body cannot be healed, so it is impossible for you to be with him .

Now that it’s out of the way, you are here to let us have a blind date, you know, I don’t care about this, and I even look forward to it~

Because this way we will be closer.

So as long as you are on my side, I am willing to be your substitute and help you be with him, provided that you do something for me to push it..."

The big screen on the wall lit up, and Anna's ethereal eyes focused on her sister Irene.

When Irene saw Anna like this, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she began to talk about her promotion plan.

Princeton Teaching Hospital.

In the intensive care unit dedicated to the diagnostic department, Professor Alicia Harper screamed in pain and struggled endlessly.

When Professor John Harper saw his wife in such pain, he completely collapsed, with a look of pain on his face, and then covered his head with his hands, and ran away. The beautiful doctor Cameron who saw him was stunned, and then he was full of contempt.

Sure enough, this is not a qualified husband!

What is the use of such a husband?
"Alicia has a new symptom, hyperalgesia, and the infection has spread to the pain-sensing nerves of the brain."

Dr. House said slowly: "Her brain tells her that she is in pain all over her body, and because of the special location, painkillers are not effective for her. Let her pass out."

The beautiful doctor Cameron said with a look of reluctance: "It's useless to be in a coma, her pain nerves will still be transmitted to her subconscious."

"I know."

Dr. House was also a little irritable, and said with a poisonous tongue: "But I am kind-hearted by nature, just like those kind-hearted elders who can't see the poor. I just want to be out of sight and out of mind, can't I?"

"You can't do anything, can you?"

The beautiful doctor Cameron looked at him.

"do you have?"

Doctor House asked.

"I have!"

The beautiful doctor Cameron took out the phone and dialed Chuck. This is the mobile phone number she asked for from Professor Alicia Harper, just to wait for this moment: "Dr. Dr. Lison Cameron, Professor Alicia Harper Now... If you really have any means, please come here now!"

"I see."

When Chuck received the call, he was silent for a moment, then nodded, seeing the oil painting beauty bewitching Anna to drug him so as to facilitate a blind date, he directly vetoed it.

Anna didn't hide it from him.

Now, even if the oil painting beauty confesses, it is useless, because the serious injury to Professor Alicia Harper is irreversible, at least the normal means are like this.

(End of this chapter)