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Chapter 809 Doctor House's Counterattack

New Jersey.

Princeton Teaching Hospital.

Dr. House was struck back by Adam's poisonous tongue, and was speechless for a while.

no way.

Adam pokes where he hurts the most, hard and vicious.

"...No matter what, at the party tomorrow night, you are always welcome, Dr. House."

When Adam saw this, enough was enough.

After all, he is an old senior, so he must show some face.

Respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue.

"Not interested in."

Dr. House said a word, and hung up the phone on his own initiative.

"Dr. Adam Duncan of New York Medical Center?"

The good friend Dr. Wilson, who was standing at the side, already knew Adam's identity from the conversation, and couldn't help asking curiously: "He is doing clinical research on virus eradication of tumors?
It's really scary.

It has always been said that he is destined to be another legend in the medical world.

It really lives up to its reputation!

where you go? "

Speaking of this, he saw Dr. House got up and walked out on crutches. Thinking of the other party's bad habits, he hurriedly stopped him.

"He already cares about the old man, how can I, the old man, not care about him."

Dr. House turned around and tapped Dr. Wilson's hand lightly with his crutches: "Everyone is lying, but the truth is often hidden in the lies. I'm going to find the truth about Adam Duncan, and then have a good chat with him." Chat, he's funny, and I hope he stays funny."

"Don't do that!"

Dr. Wilson hurriedly persuaded: "He is not an ordinary person. You can no longer casually run to the door of someone's house like before, use your wire to break open the door, go in and look at his privacy, and collect his information. private messages.

Besides being an amazing young doctor, he is also a self-made billionaire!

Billionaire!
Once you piss him off, Cardi won't be able to protect you with all your rule-breaking habits.

And from what you said just now, he doesn't look like that kind of good-tempered person. "

"Wouldn't that be more fun?"

Dr. House knocked off his best friend's hand with his cane and smiled.

Jingle Bell.

At this moment, the phone rang.

"Hello."

Dr. Wilson could only let go, and picked up the landline to pick it up: "Dr. Duncan?"

Dr. House, who was opening the door to go out, paused and looked over.

"Of course, I have time."

Dr. Wilson glanced at Dr. House and nodded.

Afterwards, they exchanged some pleasantries and hung up the phone.

"It's Adam Duncan calling, and he's inviting me to a party tomorrow night."

Dr. Wilson reminded.

"Cunning."

Dr. House smiled even more happily: "He has a vicious tongue, is cunning, and is so capable. He is simply my ideal Watson."

"cunning?"

Dr. Wilson was puzzled.

"He knows you're my best friend."

Dr. House said with a smile: "He invited you, not only to invite you, but also to threaten me, otherwise he will keep pestering you, befriend you, and use it to beat me. Isn't that cunning?"

"Why not just because I'm a good oncologist?"

Doctor Wilson was dissatisfied.

"……now what?"

Dr. House quickly recounted the entire conversation with Adam: "He even knows about Stacy (Dr. House's ex-wife), doesn't he know that you are my best and only friend? Haunting you is in Forcing me to meet him."

Apart from donating to female college students who couldn't pay their tuition fees, he usually only plays with Dr. Wilson.

But he was too concerned about the people and things around Dr. Wilson.

"..."

When Dr. Wilson heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched. He really couldn't imagine that the gentle and amiable Adam would have such a side. This is simply another poisonous house.

"Well, he may indeed be a bit cunning, but this further verifies my words, he is not something you can provoke. Look at his counterattack, it is not just a bad temper, but a very black-bellied and vindictive person .”

"That's why I said he was interesting."

Dr. House smiled and said, "Unless you refuse him?"

"...This is a medical exchange, I agreed, how can I change my mind."

Dr. Wilson declined.

Leaving aside Adam's warm invitation, he has already agreed.

Now he knows that Adam is not only rich, but also has a dark belly, so he is not willing to offend Adam.

"It's not worth it."

Dr. House pushed the door with his crutches: "The next time I meet him, I can't know nothing about him anymore, that would be too boring."

As he spoke, he limped out with a cane.

"It's useless!"

Dr. Wilson quickly closed the door, followed, and walked side by side with Dr. House, while persuading him: "He is a real billionaire, where he lives, let alone whether you can get close.

Even if you get close, do you think the door of his house is the same as the door of ordinary people's house, you can pry it open with a few wires?
Do not make jokes.

Most of them are electronic locks with a series of encryption measures such as passwords, fingerprints, and facial recognition.

You can't get in at all. "

"That's the point."

Dr. House paused, leaned on crutches and thought for a while.

He was confident that he could pass the guard and walk to the door of the luxury apartment, but he was not sure how to unlock the electronic lock.

If you are looking for a professional, even if he is willing to pay more, those people may not dare to make a move on the billionaire.

This is quite troublesome.

"So, come with me tomorrow night."

Dr. Wilson breathed a sigh of relief: "Although Dr. Duncan has a bit of a venomous tongue, it's because of your venomous tongue first. We can study medicine together. Why do you have to make such a tense situation?"

"You are so boring!"

Dr. House glanced at his good friend, shook his head in disappointment, raised his crutches, and continued walking.

"What are you going to do again?"

An ominous premonition rose in Dr. Wilson's heart.

"Though it's true that I can't get into his apartment."

The corner of Dr. House's mouth twitched: "But if you want to know a person's privacy, the only way is to go into his house and look through his privacy. I just thought of something that can solve this problem."

"No!"

Dr. Wilson followed Dr. House into Dr. House's office.

The ominous premonition in his heart became stronger.

"Work is coming!"

Dr. House opened the door and walked in, put his crutches on the desk, and looked at his three ducks (nicknames, the three apprentices, like the little ducks following the mother duck, usually close to each other) followed).

"Go get a New York phone book!
Cameron, you specifically called Rachel by name and asked her if she knew Ross and Phoebe.

Keith, you call Phoebe by name and ask her if she knows Rachel and Ross.

Forman..."

"I called Ross specifically by name and asked if he knew Rachel and Phoebe?"

The middle-aged African-American Dr. Forman is not in a good mood.

"You really understand."

Dr. House smiled and said, "Then what are you waiting for? Move!"

"why?"

The beautiful doctor Cameron and the handsome white guy Keith have already moved, but Dr. Forman resisted: "This is not a serious job at all!"

"It's up to me whether it's right or not, you work for me!"

Dr. House reminded.

"Okay, House."

The good friend Dr. Wilson was afraid that Dr. House would say something more extreme, so he hurriedly smoothed things over: "Who are these people? Why are you looking for them?"

"Good question."

Dr. House said with a smile: "I suddenly remembered that this is not the first time I heard the name Adam. Four years ago, on the plane to London, I met a noisy woman..."

(End of this chapter)