Chapter 13: Night Terrors in a 16-Year-Old Boy

Du Wei spread his hands:

"Does it matter where the gold comes from? You won't be unable to come up with something of equal value, will you?

Forget it, I'm still ......."

Before Du Wei finished speaking, he was interrupted by Furman:

"No, I'm with you, I hope you won't regret losing the gold coins!

Chase, how much is a gold coin worth? ”

Chase put down the newspaper in his hand, picked up the gold coin on the table and looked at it.

As a rich second generation, he naturally took over a lot of gold coins, and he could almost see at a glance that this was a pure gold gold coin.

Although pure gold coins are nothing for the well-paid medical profession.

But for an intern who came out of a welfare home, it can indeed be regarded as a huge amount of money.

"$3,000, speaking of which, how about I join too?

Well, let's bet House will be angry about this extra work. ”

Furman frowned slightly:

"What? Chase, are you going to fight me for this money too? ”

Chase smiled:

"It's better to be happy alone than to be happy, it's important to participate, Cameron, do you want to come a little too."

Cameron, who had just finished replying to the email, glanced at Du Wei and said:

"I don't have that much money from you, I'll bet $100, House won't be angry."

Hearing Cameron's bet, Furman grinned:

"Cameron, I'll accept the money you gave me unceremoniously, and I'll invite you to dinner another day."

Cameron shook his head:

"What? Do you already assume that House is going to be furious about this? I don't think so. ”

Furman smiled and stopped talking.

He had long decided that House was a bastard, and since he was a bastard, then House wouldn't miss what a bastard should do.

Soon, an enraged House pushed open the door to the diagnostic department and walked in.

"When did my signature become so girly? Kindness? See this 'G'?

How do you draw a circle on it?

It's not my font at all, you know what I think?

The guy who can write this font should be a lala, right? ”

Hearing House's angry roar, Furman and Chase looked at each other and smiled.

House did exactly what they had guessed.

Furman even glanced at Du Wei with pity.

$3,000 was only one-seventh of his salary as a regular doctor.

But for intern Du Wei, that might be all he has.

The loss of a gold coin will probably make Du Wei's heart ache.

But Furman didn't see the face that he expected to have distorted features from remorse and sadness.

Dewey just sat there calmly listening to House's complaints.

But Cameron couldn't help but explain to House:

"Listen to me, you're so busy, it's impossible for them to see you through normal channels.

Phone, email, direct to the outpatient clinic to find you, they have tried......"

When he heard that others had paid so much to get him diagnosed, the angry expression on House's face gradually softened:

"Perseverance doesn't mean they deserve my attention, I only focus on the diseases that other hospitals don't look good at.

Next time you want to grab my attention again, you might as well dress for something big, like low-waisted sexy jeans. ”

Cameron simply ignores House's trash talk:

"A 16-year-old male patient with double vision and night terrors of unknown cause, has visited many hospitals, but has not found the source......"

As soon as these words came out, House immediately became interested and interrupted:

"Night terrors? Like seeing a scene from a horror movie? ”

"Yes."

Hearing this, House directly pulled out his crutches and stood up, striding out.

Cameron asked, somewhat curiously:

"Where are you going?"

House said as he walked:

"Normally I don't like to talk to patients, but night terrors in a 16-year-old?

This may involve an issue of aggression, and I have to talk to him in person.

Well done, Cameron. ”

Well done?

Cameron's face was filled with joy.

But the look on Furman's face was not good.

He never expected that things would be reversed in the end.

House really wasn't mad at Cameron for forging his signature to make appointments with patients.

That means he lost! Lose $3,000 to Dewey!

Du Wei smiled and stood up, took the gold coins on the table, and then said before following House's footsteps:

"You're going to put $3,000 into my card, right?"

As a rich second-generation Chase, it doesn't matter, it's just a little frustrated.

"Of course, I don't have to pay the bill, Furman, what do you think?"

Furman snorted coldly:

"I won't either, okay, this money should be used as a subsidy for your internship.

You won't even be willing to change the clothes inside. ”

Du Wei smiled:

"Thank you for your concern, I will use this money to buy myself a decent set of clothes after work."

Thinking that he was sponsoring Du Wei to change clothes, Furman's heart was quite uncomfortable.

He has a family to support, a house to buy, and these sets of clothes on him have not been willing to change for several years.

As a result, I didn't change my clothes, but I funded others to change their clothes first.

No, you have to find a chance to win it back!

Furman looked at the backs of the few people who were gradually walking away, and quickly followed.

As long as Du Wei is still interning here, he will always have a chance to win it back!

……

Soon, the group followed House to an empty clinic.

Here they met a family of three.

The boy sat in the chair with a worried face, and his parents looked worried.

After glancing at the parents, House personally examined the child's upper body.

After observing the pupils, House put down the instrument.

"Good edges, no breakage, nice color, well, there are only two possible reasons for night terrors in teenage children.

Trauma or assault, Dan, did you get into a fight or get hurt at school? ”

Dan shook his head:

"Nope."

"Oh, that's another possibility, is there anyone sexually harassing you?

Teacher? Or do you look like a kind neighbor? Or your parents?

I don't think your parents would admit that. ”

After these words came out, most of the people present changed their faces.

If true, this is an extremely serious accusation.

Dan's parents, including himself, immediately denied the claim.

Then Dan told the truth:

"I had a traumatic injury, I hit my head on the ground during a lacrosse game.

But I had double vision from time to time before I was injured. ”

House shook his head, and prepared to leave on crutches:

"If you have a double vision before the injury, it's time for you to wear glasses, kid.

You should be seeing an ophthalmologist, not me. ”

"Wait, Dr. House, listen to me......"

Dan's father immediately tried to stop House from leaving.

But House just said:

"If you don't believe my diagnosis, why do you need to come to see me?

I've made a diagnosis, okay, so be it. ”

But when House was about to step out of the door, Dewey suddenly stopped in front of House, and then pointed to Dan's leg hanging under the chair:

"Wait, look at his legs, they've been twitching unconsciously."