"Are you really not ready to beg me?"

Dr. House glanced at everyone's gossipy eyes and held on to this: "I can tell you, your beautiful professor's situation is not optimistic. If I have no motivation and waste time, don't regret it. Anyway, for me

It is said that the joy of treatment lies in solving puzzles. The difference between solving the puzzle before death and solving it after death is not that big."

"up to you."

Chuck said: "If you can, save him. If you can't, just hold him back. I don't care."

"Wow, he's so cold and handsome~"

Dr. House pretended to shout: "It's a pity that I'm not a nymphomaniac little girl. Provocation is of no use to me. I still say the same thing. If you want me to go all out, you just need to beg me."

"I have something to do now, so I'll hang up now."

Chuck said bluntly: "Since you are not sure of saving her, then I will start studying medicine while I am doing things. There should be enough time, that's it!"

With that said, he hung up the phone directly.

"..."

Dr. House twitched the corner of his mouth and listened to the blind tone on the phone. While putting away the phone, he shrugged at the gossiping eyes and said: "Listen to how arrogant he is. If I can't save her, he is going to start studying medicine from scratch.

And in such a short period of time, I achieved success in my studies and did things that I couldn’t do after decades of studying and practicing medicine, and I said I had enough time!”

"How cool."

The beautiful doctor Cameron couldn't help but said.

"Forman, prepare for the NMR."

Dr. House glanced at the beautiful doctor Cameron and gave instructions to the African-American bald Dr. Forman.

"Do you suspect a brain disease?"

As a neurosurgeon, the African-American bald Forman had already begun to look at Professor Alicia Harper's medical records. He immediately entered a professional state and began his own analysis.

"No!"

Dr. House interrupted: "I asked you to prepare the MRI for Cameron. Obviously she needs an examination."

Having said this, he pretended to avoid Cameron and said quietly to everyone: "There is something wrong with her brain."

"I'm OK."

Cameron, the beautiful doctor who was at the scene, said helplessly.

"You actually believe that Chuck can surpass my level in such a short period of time, and you still say it's cool. Isn't there something wrong with your brain?"

Dr. House mocked.

"There are always incredible geniuses in this world."

The beautiful doctor Cameron smiled calmly and said: "You are, and Dr. Chuck Wolfe is even more so! You often say that medical diagnosis is the detective story, and Dr. Chuck Wolfe is the famous detective Chuck!

Although there is a big difference between medicine and crime investigation. Medicine requires more knowledge and experience, but I have learned that Dr. Chuck Wolf has the ability to remember photographs, coupled with a super IQ, if

Who can create this almost impossible medical miracle, then I believe he is definitely the most likely."

"It seems you have a problem not with your brain, but with your aesthetics."

Dr. House nodded and said: "Listen to what you said, you didn't use your brain at all, but your restless hormones were affecting your judgment. You actually think Chuck is handsome and cool."

"He is very handsome and cool, otherwise not so many people would like him."

The beautiful doctor Cameron did not deny it and said with a smile.

"None of you really think that his paralyzed face is attractive. Others like his fame, but you are different. The reason why you are attracted to him is simpler. He is incomplete."

Dr. House looked at her deeply.

Cameron, the beautiful doctor who had always been calm and calm, changed his expression.

"Why does Cameron think Chuck is so handsome and cool because he is disabled? Does it mean that Cameron just likes the beauty of being disabled? Then why doesn't Cameron like you? You are much more disabled than Chuck!"

My friend Dr. Wilson is a real warm-hearted man. He almost instinctively chose to poke the tire directly to rescue the beauty: "Stop talking nonsense, will you diagnose and treat Professor Alicia Harper? If you really can't do it, then...

Leave it to Chuck, we might actually witness a medical miracle."

Dr. House glanced at everyone, and then said venomously to his friend Dr. Wilson: "You want to see it? I won't let you see it! This will save some people from misunderstanding our relationship~"

"..."

The corner of Dr. Wilson's mouth twitched, but then he looked at Dr. House's back and raised the corner of his mouth. As soon as Chuck made a move, his friend knew clearly that he was either a killer or a killer.

there.

Chuck hung up the phone and continued to hide in the darkness. When a pair of beauties walked in while talking, he raised his decorative glasses.

"What's going on with him?"

A familiar voice sounded.

"The target person was transferred to another hospital."

Another female voice answered respectfully: "I transferred to Princeton Teaching Hospital. Dr. House there is very famous in the field of diagnosis and is best at diagnosing and treating difficult and complicated diseases."

"It seems he still cares after all."

The familiar voice carried a hint of smile.

puff!

A gunshot with a silencer rang out in the room. Chuck walked out of the darkness, glanced at the woman who fell to the ground dead after being shot in the middle of her eyebrow, and said expressionlessly to the beauty in the oil painting who looked over: "Really?

"
Chapter completed!