American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"Alicia, what's wrong with you?"

Professor John Harper looked at his wife who was lying on the ground laughing crazily. He tried to step forward, but was pushed away by his wife. He was immediately at a loss and asked.

"What's wrong with me? Hahaha! This is so funny! Why have I never found you so humorous..."

Professor Alicia Harper was lying there, laughing with tears in her eyes. She moved her body and twisted around, said something, laughed wildly for a while, and then even raised the back of her head to hit the ground when she laughed. That look would have made it difficult for anyone to see. I can't even laugh.

"Are you OK?"

Professor John Harper was even more unbearable. He was completely frightened by his wife's appearance, and his eyes were panicked.

"Am I okay?"

Professor Alicia Harper laughed wildly and said: "Do you care? Or should I say, is it me or you? Are you still my husband?"

"sorry……"

Professor John Harper also knew that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband and apologized with dark eyes.

But there was nothing he could do.

Like the genius mathematician who was scared to death by his wife dressed as a clown, he also had more or less similar problems.

When he devoted himself to mathematical research, his body was completely unable to respond to other things in the outside world.

Being the wisest among the wise, he had no intention of doing so and was very resistant to it.

The responsibilities of a husband...are too difficult for him.

"I'm sorry, you still know you're sorry!"

Professor Alicia Harper continued to laugh wildly: "But I should be the one to say I'm sorry! I'm the one who's sorry for you! I always thought that I loved you, so I took the initiative to pursue you, even though I knew from the beginning that you were not capable of being a A good husband.

Now I realize that I was wrong, the one I love is not you at all!

From beginning to end, we not only had little love, but there was no love at all!

What attracts me is just a incomplete genius that is not understood by the outside world.

Because I dare not face the truth in my heart. Like you, I am also not understood and recognized by the outside world.

When we are together, there is no love!

After all, they are just two incomplete people who are not understood by the outside world and subconsciously join forces to keep warm!

But we actually thought it was love, which is the funniest thing!

Oh no.

You have always been the most sober. Every time I talk about the feelings and love between us, you just smile. It turns out that you have always known it!

Hahaha!

He is indeed the former Prince of Mathematics, a super genius!

you are right!

And I was just deceiving myself!

Do you think it's funny?

Why don't you laugh? ! !

Make me laugh! ! ! ! ! ! "

Crazy Professor Alicia Harper sat up and reached out to grab her husband who was standing there blankly. Then he shook her husband's body wildly. Seeing that his husband couldn't laugh, she stretched out her hands to pinch her husband's cheeks and squeezed him. Pulling the two sides, laughing so wildly that the husband had to laugh too.

"Alicia..."

How could Professor John Harper stand up to this? His ugly smile was torn apart, and his eyes were begging for mercy.

"It's funny."

Professor Alicia Harper laughed wildly and tore at her husband's face, ravaging him, then pushed him aside hard, lay down, and started laughing wildly at herself again: "What I love is not at all. You, I should have known this a long time ago, hahaha..."

Professor John Harper touched the painful cheek, looked at his wife in fear, and slowly moved away. Then he got up and picked up the phone at home to dial 911 for help.

An ambulance arrived and Professor Alicia Harper was sedated and rushed to the hospital.

They were not sure whether Professor Alicia Harper was mad or suffering from a disease.

Professor John Harper followed him silently. After the doctor at the hospital checked him, he still couldn't tell what was going on and wanted to observe it.

"Dr. Wolfe, can you come here?"

Professor John Harper stood at the door of the ward and looked inside through the glass window. After listening to the doctor's statement, after the doctor left, he thought about it and called Chuck.

"whats the matter?"

Chuck asked rhetorically.

Professor John Harper told the story.

Chuck was silent for a moment and agreed.

Professor John Harper breathed a sigh of relief, and there was even some joy in his eyes.

That's right!

Although he was worried about his wife's condition and felt relieved that Chuck could come to help, when Chuck really agreed, what came to his mind most was that he would have the opportunity to discuss more with Chuck after Chuck came over.= I feel inspired and delighted by the difficult problems of NP.

Mountainside villa.

Chuck hung up the phone, raised his decorative glasses, and said to himself: "She took action, she shouldn't have taken action... Now it's our turn."

Professor Alicia Harper suddenly acted like this. With Chuck's IQ, he naturally wouldn't believe it was an accident. It must have been Anna's sister Erin who took action.

Obviously, Chuck's intimidation power is still not enough to scare a crime queen who controls a global criminal network.

Or it can be said that Anna, the girl in white, is indeed too important to Irene. For what is important, she would rather have a head-on confrontation with Chuck, who is obviously not easy to mess with.

The watch on my wrist vibrated subtly.

Chuck drove away from the mountainside villa and headed to the hospital. When he arrived at the hospital, he met a panicked Professor John Harper.

"Dr. Wolfe, are you here?"

When Professor John Harper saw Chuck, he seemed to see the backbone.

"Detective Chuck?"

The attending doctor in a white coat recognized Chuck and said in surprise: "Do you know him?"

"Patients are my physics professors."

Chuck explained briefly, and then said: "Do a comprehensive toxicological test immediately."

"Do you suspect she was poisoned?"

The attending doctor said something, and when Chuck looked at him, he said unhappily: "I'm a doctor, so I naturally know what to do! The toxicology test has been arranged."

"So what's your diagnosis now?"

Chuck asked rhetorically.

"..."

The attending doctor paused for a moment and said in a strange tone: "Cure a disease is not like a detective solving a case. It cannot be done overnight. Comprehensive toxicology testing takes time..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Chuck no longer looked at him and said directly to Professor John Harper: "Sign for transfer!"

"What do you mean?"

The attending doctor said angrily: "You look down on my medical skills?"

"right."

Chuck nodded bluntly.

"Why?"

Attending physician airway.

"Just what you say!"

Chuck said: "Treating a disease is not a detective solving a case? This sentence is wrong! For general illnesses, perhaps there is no need to compare it with a detective solving a case, but for difficult and complicated diseases, treatment and detective solving are similar, and I happen to know A doctor who treats patients like a detective solving crimes.”

"Where to go?"

Although Professor John Harper was confused, after hearing what Chuck said, he had already made up his mind and asked directly.

Chuck slowly said the name of the hospital when the attending doctor looked confused: "Princeton Teaching Hospital!"

ps: I just got back, so I’ll start with one chapter, and try my best to code out another chapter tonight. If I haven’t finished coding, please forgive me. It’s the beginning of a new volume, so I need some time to think about it!

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