The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 251 Little Clever Ghost and Great Wisdom
"Is there such a person?"

Doctor House laughed.

"Of course there is."

Chuck showed him a video of Monkey King fighting, and a picture flashed in it, which proved that Monkey King had three legs and could stand on the third leg.

"..."

Dr. House was speechless.

Don't bully him for not knowing about oriental metaphysics, this is obviously a goofy scene in filming, okay?

But when he saw Chuck despise himself with this very definitely, he was also a little speechless.

If it were anyone, he could retort back.

Do you know a hammer?
Don't persuade others to be kind to others without suffering.

He was limping, and not only was he in pain all over his body, but more importantly, the series of events triggered by this limping slammed his pride.

At the beginning, he was also a middle-aged man with a loving wife. A car accident sent him to the hospital.

There should have been a better treatment to prevent him from being crippled, but the quack doctor didn't listen to him at all. Instead, he encouraged his wife to make a decision against his will when he was unconscious and unable to make a decision .

Choose a more secure life-saving surgery program.

Instead of risking life and legs.

The result is that when he wakes up, not only is his leg crippled, he will live in pain for the rest of his life, and he will also face the betrayal of his loving wife.

This kind of betrayal against his professional judgment is to some extent more than a cuckold for him who likes to solve medical mysteries.

So after the operation, he could no longer face his once loving wife, divorced and lived alone, and has since lived a labor-intensive prayer industry with all his support.

The personality is also becoming more and more eccentric and extreme.

I don't even want to see patients anymore.

The obvious reason is the classic: "Everyone lies!"

He didn't see the patient, and relying on various symptoms made the diagnosis more objective.

In fact, the root cause was his lameness.

In his own words: "No patient wants a sick doctor, and no doctor wants a healthy patient."

When a patient sees that the doctor is a patient himself, he will inherently reduce his trust in the doctor, which is intolerable to the proud Dr. House.

So, he became more and more venomous.

Drug use is becoming more and more unscrupulous. It is not only physical pain and addiction, but also mental torture feedback.

But for Chuck, Dr. House, who was familiar with him, knew that his pain was nothing compared to Chuck's.

Moreover, compared with Chuck’s self-discipline and self-improvement, who uses self-abuse to control himself every day, he just blindly takes drugs and no matter how much he has already become addicted to, what he does is indeed moaning for no reason. a feeling of.

"If this is the case, then you can ask for a discount in the future."

Xiao Hei echoed leisurely.

He has also heard the vicious boss complain that the medical drama Our Days did not bring much touch to the other members of his Prayer God group to their medical staff, not even a discount.

Ok.

If Dr. House really has the ability of Sun Wukong, how dare they not give a discount?

If you don't give a discount, just discount them!

"You think you're funny?"

It was fine for Chuck to ridicule him. Dr. House saw that his subordinate Xiao Hei was also drifting away, and immediately looked over: "Why do you think you have racial talent? Don't be moved by yourself. The so-called racial talent is the same as IQ. They are all special cases, individual talents, anyway, I have only seen them in movies, and I bet you are too~"

"..."

Xiao Hei saw that the boss with a vicious tongue was so ruthless, and he still looked at him, and there was a lady here, which made him feel uncomfortable for a while, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only smile helplessly at the crowd, indicating that This kind of person dares to say anything.

Chuck's cell phone rang, and he stepped out to answer it.

Dr. House took a look, and wanted to get up and follow to eavesdrop, but he found that his crutches were broken by Chuck, and immediately signaled the most obedient young white doctor, Keith, to follow.

"You must be kidding me!"

The beautiful doctor Cameron looked at Doctor House who directed Keith to eavesdrop in shock: "How could you do that!"

"I'm here to help you..."

Dr. House said to the beautiful doctor Cameron, then glanced at Professor Alicia Harper who was lying on the hospital bed very silently, shrugged and said, "You don't want to know who called him? Better Get to know him, talk to him more?"

"I do not need."

The beautiful doctor Cameron didn't like this at all, and said sarcastically: "Of course, if you need you, just say it, we won't say anything, no one likes to be called an imitator, let alone someone who says that The person is Dr. Wolfe, we understand your eagerness to change."

As he spoke, he also glanced at Dr. House's good friend, Dr. Wilson.

"..."

Doctor Wilson's mouth twitched.

This implies that he and Dr. House are good friends, just like Dr. Watson and Charlotte Holmes in London.

Originally a good friendship, but because of some bad customs in the place of residence, the nature of the friendship has changed, which arouses daydreams and makes him helpless.

He has a lot of ex-girlfriends and ex-wives, so why did he get involved with British rotten people?
However, he has always been a friend of women, and he will definitely not hate beautiful women for this, so he can only helplessly accept this indirect teasing of him.

Dr. House was about to reply with a vicious tongue, when he saw the young Caucasian doctor Keith went and came back faster, and said with a wry smile: "As soon as I walked out, I saw Dr. Wolf staring at me... It feels like I've been discovered."

"You're useless, Keith!"

Dr. House began to spray his poisonous tongue on his most obedient duck.

in the hospital corridor.

Chuck picked up the phone.

"Chuck, help!"

Little Howard's cry for help came from the other end of the phone.

"what's up?"

Chuck asked calmly.

"You remember Leonard's hugging robot?"

Little Howard's anxious and embarrassing voice came from the other end of the phone: "As a good friend of Leonard and also a mechanical enthusiast, I have been researching on upgrading and transforming the hugging robot..."

"You want to say that you want to desecrate Leonard's mother's sustenance."

Chuck hit the nail on the head.

"...you can really catch the point."

On the other end of the phone, Little Howard choked and complained, "It's just like this scary upgraded hugging robot..."

"Say the point!"

Chuck reminded.

"In short, after transformation, our hugging robot has made great progress, and its functions are more diverse..."

On the other end of the phone, Howard Jr. considered his words: "I took it home tonight, and I had a flash of inspiration. I felt that I had found a new use, so I acted immediately..."

"You mean start acting when you're excited!"

Chuck had already guessed what absurd thing Howard Jr. had done, so he interrupted the correction again.

"You know... help me!"

Howard Jr. is also a smart person. Chuck’s precise correcting words over and over again, he didn’t understand that Chuck had already guessed the predicament he was currently being held hostage by a robot, so he stopped talking about those beautiful modifiers and called for help urgently. .

"Why didn't you find Ross and the others, why did you find me?"

Chuck asked.

"Because you can calm me down."

Little Howard said awkwardly.

"How is the result?"

Chuck also had to admit Little Howard's showmanship. Compared with the adult who was stuck in the hands of the machine more than ten years later in the original time and space, he could only ask his good friend Leonard to come to help, and was watched and laughed at by a group of good friends. Howard, Little Howard seems to be much smarter.

He didn't look for anyone, but the first time he looked for Chuck, he just wanted to challenge himself with Chuck, the scary big devil who can scare little Sheldon over and over again. Dilemma.

This kind of cleverness, how many times did he fantasize about Katie Sackhoff from Battlestar Galactica, that caused him to lose this cleverness and didn't finish his doctorate in one breath, and then created a lifetime of shame!

"good results……"

Little Howard smiled wryly: "But I specially added a tightness sensor to the robot arm...so I still ask you to save me."

"You're really a smart guy."

Chuck said bluntly.

Now he knew why Howard didn't study for a Ph.D., except that too much energy wasted in endless fantasies, this little wit was just a little wit, more of a great cleverness.

In order to be more comfortable, I invented the magic spell, but after wearing it, I found it troublesome, and then I couldn't get rid of it.

Even with the help of the great demon king's magic power, he was so scared that he used 72 to transform into a caterpillar, but found that the magic spell was also scaled down, and it was still firmly attached to his head.

There's no one left!
"Please! Help me!"

Little Howard begged: "I can't let my mother see this scene, she has a bad heart..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help complaining: "Although I often complain about her, saying that it is best to piss her off, it is definitely not this time, otherwise the ambulance or the police come, or even the more terrifying reporter. It’s in the newspapers with this attitude.”

"You wait, I will send someone to pick you up to the hospital."

Chuck said, and under Howard Jr.'s urging to hurry up, he hung up the phone, made a new call, and explained the matter.

Then put away the phone and returned to the intensive care unit.

"Who? So mysterious?"

As soon as Dr. House saw him coming in, he couldn't help but look over jokingly.

"Your patient."

Chuck said: "Didn't you say that you don't believe in Monkey King, and have you never seen a person with such a branch? You will see it later."

"Really? Then I will see it later."

Dr. House said with great interest.

"You'll learn a lot."

Chuck was pretty sure.

"Okay, let's go and let them talk."

Dr. Wilson of Women's Friend pulled Dr. House and told everyone to leave, giving space to Professor Chuck and Alicia Harper.

"I'm waiting in the office!"

Although Dr. House didn't want to leave, he was supported by a good friend, and he couldn't resist even though he was limping. He didn't forget to remind him as he walked.

"Waiting at the outpatient clinic."

Chuck corrected.

"That's better."

Dr. House's eyes lit up: "It's better to be alone than to be happy together! I like it!"

After everyone left.

Chuck looked at the very silent Professor Alicia Harper, and she also cast her charming eyes on him, and the two looked at each other for a long time.

Professor Alicia Harper said: "Is he right? I was really given an amoeba, and it was because of you?"

Chuck was silent and did not deny it.

"It seems to be true."

Professor Alicia Harper smiled wryly: "Should I be annoyed... or should I be honored?"

"How do you feel?"

Chuck looked at her.

"All right."

Professor Alicia Harper looked complicated: "But if you think about it carefully, it's more honor than trouble. After all, it's because of you that they attacked me. It seems that the other party thinks that I am more important to you. Otherwise, why don't they treat Monica and Miracle?" Amy, Dr. Bones and the others are going to do it."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but smile self-consciously: "I remember when I invited you, Peggy, and Monica over for dinner, and when I chatted with Monica in private, I heard her lament that people who can stay by the side of super geniuses, the spirit There are more or less problems.

I didn't expect that she didn't have an accident because of you, but me, because you encountered such a thing... I don't know if she will be jealous if she finds out. "

"She won't."

Chuck shook his head.

Monica has already had troubles because she got too close to super geniuses.

"fair enough."

Professor Alicia Harper held Chuck's hand: "I've endured too much suffering from being around a super genius, and it's okay to help her share some, at least you want me to do that for me ...better than when no one cared before."

"I like your eyes."

Chuck looked her in the eye.

"Only the eyes?"

Professor Alicia Harper felt that the succinct Chuck was saying in disguise that he really cared about her. She was so happy that she couldn't help but tease her.

Chuck didn't speak.

There is no need to speak.

You know everything.

But after all, no one knows the joy of vision better than him!

New Jersey.

Worowitz new home.

"Who?"

Hearing the doorbell, a recognizable high-pitched female voice came from the house.

"Auntie, it's me!"

Ross spoke.

After the door opened, Little Howard's mother, the current Mrs. Worowitz let people in, and raised her voice to shout upstairs: "Howard, Rose and the others are here, do you need me to take them up?"

"Need not!!!"

When Little Howard heard that his mother was coming up again, he quickly stopped, and then realized something was wrong: "They?!!"

He just heard the name of his cousin Rose, and he was relieved, thinking that Chuck was not an unreasonable and terrifying big devil like Little Sheldon said.

Take a look!

At a critical moment, Chuck Neng took the initiative to call Ross, who was very despised, to help him for his sake.

What kind of spirit is this?
How considerate again!

Cousin Ross is indeed the most suitable candidate at this moment.

Because many of his habits were inspired by his cousin Ross from LSP, and in this situation, it is better to be seen by his cousin Ross who is also from LSP than to be seen by others.

Ok.

LSP's cousin Ross will understand.

Others don't, they just look at him with tinted glasses and laugh at him.

But what did he hear now?
them……

Little Howard quickly covered the hugging robot and himself with a quilt tighter.

Oops!

Little Sheldon, who is troublesome and annoying, may be right in his evaluation of the big devil Chuck...

(End of this chapter)