American TV series Detective's Daily Life

Princeton Teaching Hospital.

emergency room.

Faced with the attack of a group of white coats, even little Howard couldn't hold on anymore. He shouted out Little Sheldon's definition of Chuck angrily, and then fainted.

"Rose, help him quickly!"

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

In fact, Ross didn't need to reach out to help him at all.

When little Howard fell back, his loyal mechanical hand would not give up on him and still held on to him.

This shift caused the pulling pain, which made the fainted little Howard feel as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. He woke up again, and with a sudden move, he propped himself up in time to stop his fall.

"If you want to pretend to be faint, wait until the gurney comes. Then pretend to be faint."

Joey is the most tolerant of Howard Jr. After all, the two have a lot in common, but one is invincible with theory, and the other is true with practice.

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

"..."

Little Howard grabbed Joey's hand tightly and pulled back the distance between him and the mechanical monster. Not only did he have to bear the pain of the moment of pulling, but also the upcoming group onlookers, he was really angry and fainted He actually had to be misunderstood and pretended to be faint.

I was so angry and cold that I didn't even dare to shake.

He... is too difficult!

"Where's Chuck?!"

Little Howard gritted his teeth.

"He'll come later."

Monica also felt a little sympathy for her little cousin at this moment, 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 took this troublesome matter of her little cousin very seriously.

Whether it was for her sake or because of Chandler's "dry-faced comedian" dry humor, such a big scene showed that Chuck was in a good mood.

Um.

I definitely didn’t mean to bully the kids.

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 who Chuck mentioned needs diagnosis."

Dr. House came over and looked at little Howard, who was clutching the quilt tightly, with a playful smile on his lips.

Young Howard wanted to say that he was not Chuck's friend, not after this time, ever.

But unfortunately, usually he only dared to mutter in his heart. Now it was the time when he was at his weakest (English ball), so he could only look at his most reliable cousin Monica for help.

"It's him."

Monica answered: "Doctor, why don't you let them disperse first and see Howard privately?"

"This is not okay."

Dr. House immediately shook his head and said seriously: "We are a teaching hospital here. Senior doctors lead junior doctors to familiarize themselves with the disease and master medical techniques. This is a necessary process.

I heard that this is a very special case and a rare opportunity for them to improve their medical skills, so I summoned all the doctors I could ~"

After saying this, he couldn't hold himself any longer and showed a malicious smile again: "Don't worry, we are all professional doctors, there will be no problem~"

"I do not want!"

Little Howard looked at Monica with pleading eyes.

There were so many doctors watching him, especially when they were obviously going to lift up the quilt one by one to see the scene. Even if the doctors were extremely professional and wouldn't laugh at them unless they couldn't help it, he couldn't have a professional mentality. .

Even now, he is a bit social.

"You can go to other hospitals."

Dr. House shrugged calmly and said: "My suggestion is that it is best to go to a hospital that is not a teaching hospital. Otherwise, due to the special condition of the patient, the difference in the situation will not be too big.

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

Having said 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 braced, the leg will be lame if it is lame. The impact is actually not very big.

I was very disdainful of this before.

But he gave me a really good example. "

Dr. House also tried his best, and was even willing to joke about his own injuries in order to be funny. His good friend Dr. Wilson and his three ducks were speechless as they watched.

However, their eyes followed Dr. House's and fell on the robotic hand that was mostly exposed. They sighed inwardly: "Dr. Wolff really has some amazing friends..."

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

Dr. House looked at the mechanical hand, and a sarcastic smile appeared at 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 will definitely not be comparable to that of the mechanical leg.

You should be the most professional in this area, right? "

"...You must be a good friend to Chuck."

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

As for Dr. House, who has no doctor-like character and a spoof, if he is not Chuck's good friend, I will kill him even if I don't believe him.

But he had to admit that according to his understanding, even with his mechanical talents, he could not expect to invent a prosthetic limb that was as flexible as the original in his lifetime.

That’s right!

He has done deep research on this, and those small books recording fantastic ideas not only record many mechanical research directions that have flashes of inspiration.

For example, there are mechanical girlfriends and mechanical causes. How could there be no self-improvement plan to match the mechanical girlfriends and mechanical causes?

As for why there are still two categories: mechanical girlfriend and mechanical reason?

Of course, Howard, who has the potential to be a good family man in the future, said that he is not one of those domestic violence men. How could he bear to treat his mechanical girlfriend like that?

Um.

The mechanical girlfriend is also a girlfriend!

Dr. House showed a malicious smile: "Whether he and I are good friends, we are still in the state of Schrödinger's cat, but I know that you are definitely not his good friend~"

"..."

Little Howard wanted to cry, right? Is this something a good friend would do?

"Not here, okay?"

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

That group of doctors let it go, but he didn't want to completely expose his embarrassment to the unprofessional and unscrupulous people around him.

"No problem at all."

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

Clinic No. 1 has the largest space and is convenient for doctors to consult and study.

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

The only thing that embarrassed him was that a group of doctors formed a circle, so that his perspective was all in white coats, and he also saw that many doctors were not professional at all. Their eyes were weird, and their suppressed smiles almost overflowed.

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

He felt as if he was dead...

"Let's look at this particular case."

The corners of Dr. House's lips curled up. As the attending physician for this consultation, he looked around the doctors in a very formal manner, announced a reminder, and slowly opened the quilt that little Howard had been holding on to.

"Wow~!"

"hiss!"

"Holy shit!"

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

Especially male doctors.

While taking in a breath of cold air, their bodies all moved unnaturally.

"Everyone, be professional!"

Dr. House scolded, then looked at the injured area carefully with a smile, and walked around little Howard on the operating table.

"doctor?"

Little Howard looked at Dr. House with a grimace.

"What do you think?"

Dr. House motioned to little Howard to calm down, and then asked the surrounding doctors seriously.

"Such exquisite size control."

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

"It's just a step too far... How dare you use such an experimental device directly? At least it should be used to massage less dangerous parts like shoulders."

"..."

Little Howard was lying on the operating table, listening to the doctors discussing him and his robotic hand, and was about to cry without tears.

How could he not have thought of this?

At that time, he was using a robotic hand to massage his shoulders. After his own testing and regulation, the robotic hand massage completely fit his size and strength. The comfort level was so good.

Then he pressed it, closed his eyes and enjoyed it, and sighed proudly: "This is just like a pair of real hands."

As soon as he said these words, his body trembled, and he opened his eyes with a flash of inspiration. He turned his head and looked at the robotic hand behind him that was massaging his shoulders, his eyes became magical...

He was so excited when he thought about it, how could he have the intention to follow scientific laws and take it step by step? Of course, when he was excited, he had to take action, and then he took too big a step...

"More lubrication?"

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

"Then go directly to the cutting machine?"

"No!"

Hearing the doctor's suggestion to use the cutting machine, little Howard became frightened again and shouted: "I have already been stabbed once, and I don't want to be stabbed again!"

"What's the meaning?"

"Don't you understand? It's obvious that he is a Jew~"

Some doctors don't quite understand what little Howard said. What does it mean to have been stabbed? Have you had surgery at such a young age?

Others immediately reminded him to take a closer look, and then the doctor who didn't understand also understood.

"Go get Chuck!"

Dr. House was free to watch the excitement and let the doctors gather around to discuss their thoughts. He spoke to the beautiful doctor Cameron, who was hesitant to speak and seemed to want to persuade him, and said: "This is his friend. He, a brilliant detective, should have some Very intentional advice.”

The beautiful doctor Cameron had no choice but to go out and call.

After a while, Chuck came in with her.

"Chuck!"

Although he was no longer dissatisfied with Chuck, when Chuck appeared, little Howard immediately put all the previous unpleasantness behind him and looked over pitifully, hoping that Chuck would rescue him immediately.

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

"Are you sure?"

Chuck ignored him and just looked at Dr. House.

"It seems you have an idea?"

Dr. House smiled playfully.

"This is not difficult."

As Chuck spoke, he directly reached out to the computer's restart button and pressed it.

"No!!!"

Little Howard had no time to stop him and could only let out a heartbreaking scream of fright.

However, the violent twisting feeling did not come, and with a mechanical sound, the manipulator left.

"I'm fine, and so are you..."

In his dying illness, little Howard sat up in shock, touched himself, looked down again, laughed and screamed, and then his tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.

That’s scary!

If this goes wrong, he will be ruined for the rest of his life.

"Chuck, how did you know this would work?"

Little Howard quickly pulled something to cover himself. He peeked uneasily to make sure everything was fine and asked in confusion.

"I don't know, just try."

Chuck said seriously.

"..."

Little Howard stiffened and laughed dryly: "Chuck, don't be ridiculous!"

Chuck didn't say anything, just gave him a look that said, "I'm just kidding."

Little Howard was silent, then exploded, shouting at Chuck: "You don't know?!!! How dare you mess with my life's happiness if you don't know?!!!"

"I didn't mess around."

Chuck was calm.

"How to say?"

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

Did he blame Chuck wrongly?

Too!

Chuck is a super genius, a famous detective, and his cousin's boyfriend. How could he do this without confidence?

"Let me introduce to you, this is Dr. Cameron, an emergency specialist, and this is Dr. Chis, a surgical specialist and intensive care unit specialist..."

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

But as he listened, little Howard noticed something was wrong. He felt a thump in his heart and finally couldn't help but interrupt: "You, what do you mean?"

Never say that even if he takes the risk of restarting, if an accident does happen, these outstanding doctors in various positions can still save him.

Never! ! !

However, nine times out of ten things go wrong, and Chuck confirmed his guess.

"how dare you!!!"

Little Howard let out a soulful roar.

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

Chuck said bluntly: "There's nothing wrong with trying it first, otherwise you'll definitely have to get on the cutting machine. You'll be just as worried, but it will also destroy your mechanical girlfriend.

Oh, I heard, this is not her, but it. It should be a mechanical companion. You must not want it either, right?

Besides, if you really have objections to this approach, just ask them to go directly to the cutting machine next time you come back. "

“Come again next time?!!!”

Little Howard got dressed, jumped off the operating table, and walked out angrily holding his robotic hand while shouting: "I'm not an idiot, how can there be a next time?!!!"

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

Dr. House had been watching the excitement. When he heard this, he couldn't help laughing anymore. He looked at the figure of little Howard leaving angrily. He shrugged and smiled at the beautiful doctor Cameron who frowned at him.

"As much as everyone lies, the only lesson humans learn from history is that humans never learn!"

A few hours later.

late at night.

Ross was sleeping dazedly when he received a call from Howard Wolowitz. After hearing this, he was stunned: "What do you mean you were held hostage again?"