The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 253 The Dead Little Howard!Brave Worowitz!
Princeton Teaching Hospital.

Emergency room.

Faced with a group of white coats attacking collectively, even Little Howard couldn't hold on anymore. He yelled out Little Sheldon's definition of Chuck in grief and indignation, and then passed out.

"Ross, help him up!"

When Monica saw this scene, she didn't know whether she was angry or funny, so she quickly reminded Rose, who was standing next to her little cousin, to help her fainted little cousin.

In fact, there was no need for Ross to reach out to help.

When Little Howard fell backwards, his loyal mechanical hand would not give up on him, and still held him tightly.

The change of this displacement and the pain of pulling made the fainted little Howard feel as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. He woke up again, and supported himself in time with a jerk, preventing his fall.

"If you want to pretend to be dizzy, wait until the bed pusher comes, and then pretend to be dizzy."

Joey is the most tolerant towards Little Howard. After all, the two have a lot in common, but one bias and theory are invincible, and the other bias and practice give true knowledge.

And after arriving at the hospital, the soul of Dr. Derek Lamory, who he played in the medical drama "Days of Our Lives", instantly possessed him, and thoughtfully provided professional advice to his little friend Howard Jr.

"..."

Little Howard grabbed Joey's hand tightly, and pulled back the distance from the mechanical monster hand. Not only did he have to bear the pain of pulling just now, but also the upcoming group crowd, after really getting dizzy To be misunderstood by others and pretending to be dizzy.

The air is shaking and cold, and I dare not shake.

He... is too difficult!

"Where's Chuck?!"

Little Howard gritted his teeth.

"He will come later."

At this moment, Monica also felt a little sympathy for her little cousin, but there was also a little joy in her heart.

Because based on her understanding of Chuck, and looking at the large group of doctors who came over, at least Chuck still takes this terrible thing about her little cousin very seriously.

Whether it's because of her face, or because of the cold humor of the "sneering maker" in Chandler's words, this kind of big scene shows that Chuck is in a good mood.

Ok.

Definitely not deliberately bullying children.

Her Chuck is not that boring... besides, little Sheldon may be considered a pure child, but his little cousin is definitely not!

"Well, well, you must be the patient friend that Chuck said needs to be diagnosed."

Dr. House came over and looked at Little Howard, who was clutching the quilt tightly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Howard Jr. was tempted to say he wasn't Chuck's friend, after this one time, ever.

But it's a pity, usually he only dared to mutter in his heart, and now it was the time when he had the least kind (English ball), so he could only look to his most reliable cousin Monica as if asking for help.

"It's him."

Monica answered, "Doctor, why don't you tell them to break up first and show Howard privately?"

"That won't do."

Dr. House shook his head immediately, and said solemnly: "We are a teaching hospital here, and it is a necessary process for superior doctors to lead subordinate doctors to familiarize themselves with the disease and master medical techniques.

I heard that this is a very special case, and it is a rare opportunity for them to improve their medical level, so I called all the doctors I could call~”

Speaking of this, he couldn't hold back any longer, and smiled maliciously again: "Don't worry, we are all professional doctors, there will be no problem~"

"I do not want!"

Little Howard looked at Monica pleadingly.

There are so many doctors watching him, especially when they obviously have to lift the quilt to see one by one. In that scene, even if the doctors are all very professional, unless they can't help it, they won't laugh at him, but he can't have a professional attitude. .

Even now, he is somewhat dead.

"You can go to other hospitals."

Dr. House shrugged leisurely and said: "My suggestion is that it is best to go to a hospital that is not a teaching hospital, otherwise since your condition is special, the situation you encounter will not be too different.

And as a professional doctor, I need to remind you that since your situation needs to come to the emergency department, time is very precious. "

Speaking of this, he stretched out his lame leg and motioned for Little Howard to look over: "Did you see it? My leg is lame because it was not treated in time.

In the eyes of some people, as long as the third leg can be supported, the leg will be limped, and the impact is not very big.

I was very disdainful of this before.

But he gave me a really good example. "

Dr. House also worked hard. For the sake of being funny, he was even willing to make fun of his own pain. His good friend Dr. Wilson and his three ducks were speechless.

However, their gazes followed Dr. House's gaze and landed on the half-exposed robotic hand, and they sighed in their hearts: "Dr. Wolfe really has all kinds of magical friends..."

"I just limped one leg. With the current speed of technological development, it is not too difficult to install a mechanical leg."

Doctor House looked at the mechanical hand, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again: "But once the treatment time is missed and the third leg is disabled, the difficulty of replacing it with a machine is definitely not comparable to that of a mechanical leg.

You should be the most professional in this area, shouldn't you? "

"...you must be a good friend of Chuck's."

Little Howard's mouth twitched, and after listening to Dr. House's mocking, threatening, and joking words, he couldn't help making complaints.

As far as Dr. House is a spoof who doesn't look like a doctor, if he is not a good friend of Chuck, he would not believe it if he was killed.

But he had to admit that, as far as he knew, even with his mechanical talents, he could not expect to be able to invent a prosthetic limb as flexible as the original one in his lifetime.

That's right!

He has a deep research on this, and those small books that record whimsical ideas not only record a lot of brain research directions in mechanical aspects that flashed with inspiration.

For example, mechanical girlfriend, mechanical cause and so on, how could there be no self-improvement plan that matches mechanical girlfriend and mechanical cause.

As for why there are mechanical girlfriends and mechanical causes?

Of course, Howard, who has the potential to be a good man at home in the future, said that he is not one of those domestic violence men, how could he have the heart to treat his mechanical girlfriend like that?
Ok.

A mechanical girlfriend is also a girlfriend!
Dr. House showed a malicious smile: "Are he and I good friends? We are still in the state of Schrödinger's cat, but I know you must not be his good friend~"

"..."

Little Howard wanted to cry, didn't he? Is this something a good friend would do?
"Stay out of here, okay?"

Time was running out, no matter how much he complained, he didn't dare to delay, he could only pray.

That group of doctors was fine, but he didn't want to completely expose his embarrassment to the unprofessional and unscrupulous people nearby.

"No problem at all."

No matter how outrageous Dr. House was, he would not refuse this request, and ordered: "Take him into the No. 1 consultation room!"

The consultation room No. 1 has the largest space, which is convenient for doctors to consult and study.

Little Howard finally got rid of the dilemma of half-squatting to maintain a relative distance between himself and the mechanical monster. He lay down on the operating table, and the mechanical monster was also placed safely on the platform beside him.

The only embarrassing thing for him was that all the doctors formed a circle, so that his perspective was all in white coats, and he also saw that many doctors were not professional enough at all, their eyes were strange, and their forced smiles almost overflowed.

The key point is that Monica and the others didn't come in, but there are also female doctors among the doctors, and there are also beauties.

He felt as if he had died...

"Let's look at this particular case."

The corner of Dr. House's mouth curled up. As the attending doctor of this consultation, he looked around the doctors with a sense of formality, announced the reminder, and slowly lifted the quilt that was being held tightly by Little Howard.

"Wow~!"

"hiss!"

"Holy shit!"

Even though everyone had already figured it out in their minds, when the real picture was shown in front of them, as professional as they were, they all couldn't help but scream out in shock.

Especially male doctors.

While taking a deep breath, Qi Qi moved unnaturally.

"Everyone, be professional!"

Doctor House reprimanded him, then carefully looked at the injured area with a smile on his face, and walked around Little Howard on the operating table.

"doctor?"

Little Howard looked at Dr. House with a bitter face.

"What do you think?"

Dr. House signaled Howard Jr. to be calm, and then asked the surrounding doctors seriously.

"Exquisite size control."

"Yeah, these should be sensors, which perfectly transmit the force of contact to the computer controller, and can automatically match and adapt. The person who designed this thing is really a genius!"

"It's just that the steps are too big... How dare you use this experimental device directly? At least it can be used to massage shoulders and other less dangerous parts."

"..."

Little Howard was lying on the operating table, listening to all the doctors discussing him and his manipulator, wanting to cry without tears.

How could he not have thought of this?
At that time, he was using the robotic hand to massage his shoulders. After his own testing and adjustment, the mechanical hand massage that completely fit his size and strength was so comfortable.

Then he pressed and pressed, enjoying with his eyes closed, he sighed triumphantly: "This is just like a pair of real hands."

As soon as these words came out, his body shook, and he opened his eyes with a flash of inspiration. He tilted his head to look at the mechanical hand behind him massaging his shoulders, his eyes became magical...

As soon as his mind moved, he was so excited that he didn't have the mind to follow the laws of science, step by step, of course he had to act when he was excited, and then he took too big a step...

"Grease some more?"

"Look at this, how could he not have thought of this for a little mechanical genius? What do you think these are?"

"Then go directly to the cutting machine?"

"No!"

Hearing that a doctor proposed to use the cutting machine, Little Howard became terrified again, and shouted: "I have already been cut once, but I don't want to have another one!"

"What do you mean?"

"I still don't understand? Obviously, he is Jewish~"

Some doctors don't quite understand what Little Howard said. What does it mean to have been stabbed?Surgery at such a young age?
The others immediately reminded him to take a closer look, and then the doctor who didn't understand also realized it.

"Go get Chuck!"

Dr. House took the time to watch the fun, and let all the doctors watch and discuss with divergent thinking. He said to Cameron, a beautiful doctor who seemed to be trying to persuade him, "This is his friend. He is a detective. Very thoughtful suggestion."

The beautiful doctor Cameron had to go out and call.

After a while, Chuck came in with her.

"Chuck!"

Although he was dissatisfied with Chuck again, when Chuck's figure appeared, Howard Jr. immediately put all the previous unhappiness behind him, and looked over pitifully, expecting Chuck to rescue him immediately.

He may have a similar view of Chuck's character as Little Sheldon, but he has no doubts about Chuck's ability.

"Are you optimistic about it?"

Chuck ignored him, just looked at Dr. House.

"It seems you have an idea?"

Doctor House smiled playfully.

"It's not difficult."

While Chuck was speaking, he reached for the restart button of the computer and pressed it.

"Do not!!!"

Little Howard didn't have time to stop him, so he could only let out a heart-piercing cry of fright.

However, the violent twisting sensation did not hit, and with a mechanical sound, the mechanical hand left.

"I'm fine, you're fine..."

Little Howard sat up startled in his dying illness, touched himself, looked down again, laughed and screamed, and then tears flowed down.

That's scary!

If this goes wrong, then his life will be useless.

"Chuck, how do you know you're doing this?"

Little Howard hurriedly pulled something over to cover himself, and while peeking at himself anxiously to make sure he was really all right, he asked puzzledly.

"I don't know, just try."

Chuck said seriously.

"..."

Little Howard froze, and said with a dry smile, "Chuck, don't be kidding!"

Chuck didn't speak, just returned a look of "I look like I'm joking".

Little Howard was silent, and then broke out, yelling at Chuck: "You don't know?!!! You don't know, and you dare to mess with my life's happiness?!!!"

"I didn't mess around."

Chuck was calm.

"How to say?"

Chuck's overly calm gaze made Howard Jr. calm down immediately after the yelling, and his angry expression instantly changed to embarrassment.

Had he misunderstood Chuck?

Also!

Chuck is a super genius, a well-known detective, and his cousin's boyfriend, how could he mess around without confidence!

"Let me introduce you, this is Dr. Cameron, the emergency specialist, and this is Dr. Keith, the surgeon and ICU specialist..."

Chuck began to introduce the positions and excellence of the doctors around him to Howard Jr.

But Little Howard felt something was wrong when he listened, and he felt a little bit in his heart, and finally couldn't help interrupting: "You, what do you mean?"

Don't say that even if it takes a risk to restart, if something unexpected happens, there are these excellent doctors in various positions, and they can save him.

Don't! ! !
However, nine times out of ten, things go wrong, and Chuck affirmed his guess.

"how dare you!!!"

Little Howard let out a roar of soul.

"I'm doing this for your own good too."

Chuck said frankly: "There is nothing wrong with trying it first, otherwise you will definitely have to use a cutting machine. You are just as worried, and at the same time, you will ruin your mechanical girlfriend.

Oh, I heard, this is not her, but it, it should be a mechanical partner, you sure don't want it?

Besides, if you really have a problem with this practice, next time you come, just let them go directly to the cutting machine. "

"Come again next time?!!!"

Little Howard put on his clothes, jumped off the operating table, hugged his mechanical arm angrily and walked out, and shouted: "I'm not an idiot, how could there be a next time?!!!"

"Come again next time?! It's a classic~"

Dr. House has been watching the fun, and when he heard this, he couldn't help laughing anymore. Looking at the figure of Little Howard leaving angrily, he shrugged and smiled at the beautiful doctor Cameron who was frowning at him.

"Like everyone lies, the only lesson humans have learned from history is that humans never learn!"

a few hours later.

late at night.

Rose was in a drowsy sleep, and received a call from Howard Worowitz. After hearing it, he was startled: "What do you mean you were kidnapped again?"

(End of this chapter)