The daily life of American drama detective

"Everyone."

After a pause, the bald old man took a sip of his wine as if nothing had happened, and changed the topic without asking Dr. House what happened.

"Can you solve every case?"

"No."

Detective Amy Santiago shook her head directly.

"I have broken 26 cases in a row."

Detective Annoying didn't answer directly, but raised his eyebrows proudly.

"Yes!"

Just when a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of the bald old man's mouth, Chuck's straightforward answer sounded, making him choke on the words again.

He now vaguely understands why Dr. House next door, who is known for his poisonous tongue and bad temper, would rather die than live.

"That depends on whom!"

Detective Amy Santiago couldn't help laughing: "Others can't do this, but Chuck can! With his ability to always win the lottery, he was invited by the American Lottery Association as a senior consultant who only takes money and doesn't need to do anything!"

"Is it common sense to look at handwriting? Or you have to add another line to your long list of introductions that are not mediocre detectives, and you don't understand handwriting?"

"Then why bother?"

This is simply the greatest denial of one's own existence!

"...I saw that woman in the emergency room during my rounds."

Detective Amy Santiago said excitedly.

The detective detective mocked: "The intern doctor, the resident doctor, the attending doctor, the third-level doctors, the three kinds of diagnoses, all of them are indeed very capable! Then the patient Susan died! Are you sure that the competent doctors you talk about are not very capable of treating the incompetent? The damn patient died?"

The bald old man, Dr. Edward Oster, who was originally angry, instantly regained his composure under Chuck's gaze. Instead of looking at Chuck, he just looked at Detective Amy Santiago and the two of them, and said in a muffled voice.

"I still have patients, the conversation is over!"

Detective Amy Santiago looked sympathetically at the bald Indian doctor with fear in his eyes: "Only your wife and children will go back!"

"That's why I'm the detective!"

"If a patient comes in with a headache, does she have a subarachnoid hemorrhage? A small intracranial aneurysm? A retro-orbital tumor? Or just a normal headache? Do you give her an aspirin? Or do you give her an intracranial operation?"

"Each piece!"

"Do you want to take it to the forensic doctor?"

"Written on the correction fluid is paracetamol, a common painkiller, and under the correction fluid is meperidine, which is an anesthetic!"

Chuck made the point with a deadpan expression.

It's more because of facing this difficult detective in front of him.

"Where are we going now?"

"The attending doctor!"

Detective Amy Santiago laughs: "So Detective Chuck knows medically it's normal."

Chuck spoke again, and when he opened his mouth, he described various diagnoses of various situations in a very professional and sharp manner. The bald old man was dumbfounded, and he said in disbelief after a while: "Didn't I hear that you are a doctor of mathematics? ?”

"This is Chuck's understanding of detectives!"

"Who altered this?"

"Doctor Ruiz, you just admitted that you altered your medical records. This is a Class E felony!"

"It's just a little more than me."

Detective God Annoyance shrugged and said, "God cannot be profaned?"

"Go get Susan Wardridge's medical records!"

Detective Amy Santiago murmured.

The attending doctor of Indian origin tried to explain with uncertain eyes.

"This is not important!"

If the other party kept reminding me of this fact in front of me, wouldn't life be worse than death?
"So with him here, don't try to prevaricate us with medical terms we don't understand!"

Detective Amy Santiago pointed at the medical records and asked in surprise, "Can the medical records be altered like this?"

After the annoying detective blurted out, he felt a little uncomfortable, and complained: "Except for the super detective, which detective can do this? They are all mediocre?"

Chuck explained, "Look at the C in paracetamol, British italics, the way it was written in the colonies."

What the police are good at is to put pressure on criminals, but that is for ordinary people, like those who are famous, have status, and of course the most important thing is that they can afford a barrister if they have money, and in turn complain or even sue their doctors. One set does not apply.

The annoying detective said the key point, and he also didn't want to see Chuck pretending to be aggressive. He changed the subject and said, "Tell us well, what is going on with this case? Again, don't talk about the funeral you often attend. speech! We must listen to people!"

Detective Amy Santiago questioned: "Don't try to lie to us, we know that medical records can't be altered casually, and if you make a mistake, you can only underline the situation!"

Detective Amy Santiago blurted out: "He's Indian!"

The bald old man, Dr. Edward Oster, stood up abruptly from his seat in the office, and even swayed dizzily. He didn't know whether he had drunk too much alcohol or was angry.

"Look at the signature, it's the same person who wrote meperidine and paracetamol."

"Hey! There are alterations here!"

"You should know that the autopsy can find out whether it is paracetamol or meperidine in Susan's body?"

Detective Annoyance also got up, and opened his hands to indicate that he was not malicious, but he did not forget to tease: "You definitely don't want to pass out and be sent to your emergency room~"

Detective God Annoyed muttered unconvinced: "My continuous crime detection data is the highest in our bureau. Did I say anything?"

"He laughed because you were right!"

"Well, healing is not the same as being a detective."

Chuck looked at him blankly.

Now he completely understands how a strange creature like Dr. House who is as proud as Dr. House would rather die than live.

boom!
A wine glass flew over, smashed heavily on the wall, and shattered to the ground, mixed with the angry roar of the bald old man, Dr. Edward Oster: "Get out of here!!!"

"..."

The annoying detective said in disbelief: "He can alter the medical records, so can't he use the ER in the emergency room to replace his name?"

"I have nothing to say!"

The annoying detective reached for the medical record and shook it.

The annoying police detective said.

"..."

"Hahaha."

Speaking of this, Detective Amy Santiago, who felt that he had done too much, quickly pushed out of the office, but soon his head poked in again, and made up a knife: "After all, you are not Dr. House who is worse than death, are you?" Bar?"

"Then why the redaction?"

Detective Annoyance suddenly burst out laughing.

But their director also asked them to obtain the most solid evidence before authorizing them to exert further pressure.

Chuck said calmly, "Because I know who he is!"

"Finally someone is going to speak!"

"Of course not!"

"To a certain extent, yes! The weak only dare to get angry with the weaker!"

"Doctors are human beings, and human beings will make mistakes, especially when they are involved in a murder case, they will make mistakes even more when they are nervous."

"Respect for what?"

I'm afraid that being sent to the compulsory detoxification is only a small part of the reason.

"enough!"

"That depends on the situation."

The bald old man, Dr. Edward Oster, took a deep sip of the whiskey in his glass, and then he suppressed the annoyance in his heart, and changed the previous words of "healing a disease is like a detective", which made Chuck and the others feel substituting. .

"Are all doctors' tempers like this?"

"I was exhausted!"

Chuck reminded.

Detective Amy Santiago nodded admiringly.

In this kind of profession that I have been proud of all my life, I can't suppress a detective who takes their profession as common sense and learns it casually. The prouder the person, the deeper the blow.

"how do you know?"

Detective Amy Santiago hurriedly followed up with the inquiry.

Detective Amy Santiago gave him a disgusted look.

"One is a painkiller, and the other is an anesthetic. Isn't there a big difference?"

Chuck said.

That would be even more restrictive.

"Listen, people here look at me and see an Indian, or a Pakistani, and they can't even tell the difference."

"why are you laughing?"

Chuck said.

Detective God Annoyed put pressure on him.

The bald old man, Dr. Edward Oster, put down his wine glass directly, and said with an ugly face: "The doctors and nurses who treated her are very capable!"

Detective Amy Santiago rants: 'Even I'm trying to throw something at you!'

The balding old man, Dr. Edward Oster, was serious.

Chuck interrupted, imitating the words and accents that Rajesh used to belittle and mock his motherland in the American drama The Big Bang Theory, and said to the bald Indian doctor who was robbed of his lines: "Don't worry, you can do it even if you want to go back." No, American prisons welcome you!"

The bald old man had a question mark on his face.

"Look, people like to believe that medicine is a pure science, and medicine is a science, but all doctors know that sometimes it's like playing the lottery."

Detective Amy Santiago and Detective Annoyance shouted in unison.

"who is it?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Chuck from the corner of his eye.

Chuck explained.

"The medical records are all written by doctors, can you see anything?"

Detective God Annoyed complained.

After asking the nurse, the three quickly found the bald Indian doctor.

"Ok, don't get excited."

Ok!

The bald head doctor of Indian descent was taken aback for a moment, and then his face turned pale and he denied it.

"Smash me?"

Detective Amy Santiago gave him a blank look, and looked at Chuck with a smile: "Chuck, what is the redacted on it?"

"As a detective, if you don't understand observation, reasoning, medicine, physics, common sense, and prudence, you are mediocre!"

Detective Annoying also followed, suspicious.

"I don't want to go back, there are too many people there~"

The bald old man, Dr. Edward Oster, stared blankly for a long time, his eyes disdainful.

"?"

"……I do not have!"

Good common sense!
This knowledge, which requires a specialized graphologist, is now common knowledge among detectives.

"So you still gave Domeridine!"

outside the office.

The annoying detective was speechless.

"What is this writing?"

Chuck said blankly: "For patients who need treatment, yes! But for those poisonous people, there is no essential difference between the two."

"I think we've got the handle!"

Detective Amy San Diego also reacted, staring sharply at the bald Indian doctor: "Listen to what you said! If it's just a simple typo, what you gave Susan is really only paracetamol, a pain reliever. As for the drug, why did you mention that you don’t have time to fill out another form? Only the anesthetic meperidine was given to Susan, and you need to make such an illegal alteration afterwards!”

After listening to the police detective's questioning, the Indian bald head doctor explained with a slightly changed expression: "I just came out of the tumor ward, and I didn't think much about writing meperidine, but I gave her paracetamol."

The disturbed detective asked: "The signature is ER, does it mean the emergency room? All the treatment process on the medical record should be traceable, shouldn't the name of the doctor who handled it be signed?"

Chuck said something frankly, and left the office of the Chief of Surgery.

The bald old man, Dr. Edward Oster, really tried, but whether he used advanced medical theories or the most detailed first-line clinical experience, he couldn't trouble Chuck at all. That's why Chuck asked why Dr. House was born. In the torture of the soul of "Better to Die", I was dumbfounded, and even the whiskey in the glass was not fragrant.

"You can try."

With this handle now, at least one person's mouth can be knocked open first, and then everyone's mouths can be opened step by step to find out the truth.

"More precisely, this is the understanding of the detective."

"If you want to prescribe anesthesia, you need to fill out another form. I didn't have time..."

"Yup!"

The bald old man, Dr. Edward Oster, said angrily: "This is a hospital! I am Dr. Edward Oster! Show some respect!"

"Facing you, yes!"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help venting the depression in his heart anymore: "Don't tell me, buying a lottery ticket can guarantee winning the prize?"

The three went to the nurse and successfully obtained the medical records of the deceased Susan.

"common sense!"

"ER is the abbreviation of doctor!"

Chuck reminded with a blank face.

Chuck shook his head: "Once there is a mistake in the medical record, it needs to be crossed out, and then the name should be signed beside it to ensure that everything in the patient's treatment process can be traced, and everything must be noted! Altering with correction fluid has already committed a class E felony!"

"Each piece?"

The bald Indian attending doctor was in a hurry: "Anyway, he is a third-rate doctor. You can ask me casually. I have to do better than anyone else to make them feel that I am as capable as them. In order to stay, I will do my best. No mistakes, every minute must be perfect, my wife and children are in the United States..."

Chuck said frankly: "Your name? Or your drinking capacity?"

The bald old man, Dr. Edward Oster, looked at Chuck suspiciously, and quickly moved his eyes away from Chuck, then looked at the two police detectives beside him in disbelief.

"Come on, you didn't even win against me!"

Detective Annoying looked at the altered medical records from various angles, trying to understand the contents above, but let alone the medical abbreviations that he didn't understand at all, even the doctor's flamboyant handwriting, he couldn't figure it out at all.

Detective Amy Santiago was also relieved.

"Yes!"

Detective Annoyed didn't accept it: "Why do I feel like he hit Chuck! I'm just taking the blame for Chuck!"

"believe him!"

Detective Amy Santiago asked curiously.

"It's not just casually saying a few simple medical common senses and daring to claim to know medicine!"

"At that time, they will be other people's wives and children."

Detective God Annoyed said funny: "After staying in prison for so long, I'm afraid she can't wait for you for so long, she must remarry."

"Don't worry, it's not certain who will remarry first."

Chuck said seriously.

Indian bald attending doctor: "..."