American drama life begins with Dr. House

Du Wei didn't feel anything when he inserted the needle.

This new targeted therapy targets the genetic level.

In other words, Du Wei cannot feel its effects for the time being.

But you should feel the same after about a night's sleep.

Du Wei, who put on eye masks and headphones and used the method of distraction, finally fell into a coma two hours later.

Du Wei didn't sleep peacefully this night.

His entire dream was about fighting with people, so much so that when he woke up, his sweat had soaked the entire sheet.

However, Du Wei, who had sweated all over at night, did not feel any discomfort. Instead, he felt that his mind was no longer as groggy as before.

The situation now is much better than last night.

This is probably the state he was in when he first came to this world.

This means that the effects of new targeted drugs have begun to show.

A lot of cancer cells should have died in last night's confrontation.

Unfortunately, the gold coins he had on him were only enough for this injection. If he still wanted to use it, Du Wei had to work hard to earn gold coins.

There is no other way to use gold coins than to accept quests.

No, that's not right, there is another way.

That is to assassinate the killer of the Continental Hotel outside, then find where he hides the gold coins and steal them.

However, this method of obtaining gold coins will be very difficult.

From John's reference, we can see that killers still attach great importance to the value of gold coins.

For example, John would hide gold coins under the cement floor. If he didn't know this in advance, who would have imagined this.

So instead of taking high risks to assassinate those killers, it is better to accept the medical mission honestly.

Speaking of which, he has seven more medical missions to take on this month.

As for stealing John's gold coins, Duwei still remembered what happened to the last guy who stole a car.

Du Wei shook his head and gave up this unreliable idea.

Instead of doing this, it would be more reliable to try to get Finch to contact Bayer Pharmaceuticals to see if it can be more reliable to obtain new targeted drugs through its financial capabilities.

After sending the text message to Finch, Du Wei started to get up and wash up. He still had his own work to do.

Working in the hospital is an important channel for Du Wei to gain a stable life expectancy.

Du Wei will definitely not quit this job until he finds another way to stably gain longevity.

Soon, Du Wei, neatly dressed, returned to the familiar hospital.

Smelling the clear smell of disinfectant between his mouth and nose, Du Wei caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Cameron hurriedly walked toward the diagnostic department with a medical record in hand.

Du Wei realized that something unusual must have happened. He quickly followed and said hello:

"Good morning, Cameron, what are you holding in your hand?"

Cameron raised the medical record in his hand and said solemnly:

"A very sleepy patient has slept an average of 18 hours a day since she was admitted to the emergency room.

Three emergency physicians, two neurologists and a radiologist have ruled out clinical depression as a cause.

As for the real cause, they couldn't find it.

Moreover, they were afraid of being scolded by Dr. House about their lack of professional skills, so they kept putting it off.

There is no other way, I can only try to ask House."

After Du Wei listened, he had a rough idea. He nodded:

"You made the right choice, don't worry, House will be interested in this case.

How are her blood tests?"

Cameron opened the medical record report and walked into the elevator:

"The blood test showed no inflammation, and all the tests were normal. There was no way to explain why she was so lethargic and irritable.

However, she does have sporadic epilepsy, and it seems that her nerve center is infected."

"So is it possible that she was infected by a parasite, which caused drowsiness and epilepsy?

For example, in African trypanosomiasis, a type of encephalitis lethargy, in the final stages of the disease almost all parasites are in the brain, so they will not show up on cerebrospinal fluid pictures."

Cameron shook his head:

"But the patient has never been to Africa or the tropics, and her husband has no history of living in Africa. It is impossible for him to suffer from this kind of African sleep disease."

"What about blood transfusion? What about poisoning? Have these possibilities been ruled out?"

Cameron shook his head again:

"She has never been exposed to blood transfusions, her workplace is a kitchen, and the environment complies with the regulations of the Health Bureau.

Besides, even if she was poisoned, she should not be the only one to be affected.

So that's what's strange, her sleepiness seems to be a new case that has never happened before."

"Is it possible that the parasite is transmitted through other channels, such as sex?"

Hearing this, Cameron turned around and looked at Du Wei in surprise, and quickly denied:

"It's impossible. They love each other deeply. I can see their love for each other from their eyes."

Regarding Cameron's judgment, Du Wei just smiled and said nothing.

They had arrived at the conference room of the diagnostic department, and he put forward his diagnostic opinion.

All that's left to do is for House to order confirmation.

House, who slipped back from the outpatient clinic to rest, was initially reluctant to take on this case with no obvious abnormalities.

It wasn't until Cameron told House about his and Duwei's judgments that House showed an interested look on his face.

"Interesting, she had a fever early on, right? That can indeed rule out the possibility of clinical depression.

Those doctors did not make a diagnostic error.

According to my judgment, there may be extremely tiny tumors in her brain or the parasitic disease Du Wei mentioned.

Arrange an MRI for her to scan her midbrain at 2 mm per layer.

In addition, you two talk to the husband and wife respectively and ask them if they have ever been unfaithful in the marriage, which led to the spread of the disease.

Okay, I went to the outpatient clinic and will come back later to hear the results."

Cameron opened his mouth to call out to House, but finally closed his mouth.

Then she looked at Du Wei:

"I still don't believe that one of them, who are so loving, would betray their marriage?"

Du Wei shrugged:

"In marriage, there are always times when quarrels arise. In anger, there are times when you go to a bar, hotel or neighbor to take physical revenge.

Although it is a small probability event, similar situations still happen.

So are you asking the husband or the wife?"

Cameron shook his head, still not quite believing what Duwei said.

She had seen the eyes between the two of them looking at each other, and the love was so strong that it was almost dripping with water.

Will such a couple develop rifts due to quarrels and do irrational things?

She didn't believe it.

"I'll ask the woman. It's easier for people of the same sex to communicate."

Du Wei nodded, of course he understood what Cameron was thinking.

It is not ruled out that there are faithful marriages in the world, but it is obviously not applicable to this case.

How deep the love is, how deep the hatred is when we quarrel.

In that extreme situation, it is easy to do something that both of you will regret.

Later, Du Wei called out her husband, who was always beside the hospital bed.

Cameron was left alone in the room to communicate with the patient.

Looking at the man with a tired look in front of him, as if he hadn't slept well for several days and nights, Du Wei asked in a routine manner:

"Based on the early symptoms, we suspect that your lady has African narcolepsy or a tumor.

Both could have been fatal if she didn't get treatment as soon as possible."

"Africa? Why do you get African Narcolepsy? Can't you diagnose it directly?"

The husband asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Du Wei smiled and told him not to worry.

"Because we suspect that you have concealed something about your past experiences, I hope you will answer a few questions of mine truthfully.

This will be very helpful in diagnosing the disease."

The husband nodded:

"Just ask, I will tell you everything I know, and I guarantee that what I say is true."

Du Wei took out his notes and started questioning:

"Did your wife have any other symptoms before she developed sleep symptoms?"

"No, I will only leave her for one night at most. If there are other symptoms, I will definitely notice it."

Du Wei nodded and asked the next big question:

"The other issue may involve privacy, but for the sake of your wife's life, I hope you won't hide it.

Because your answer is related to whether your wife can receive proper treatment.

So...have you ever cheated?"

The husband's face was stunned at first, and then changed several times.

He immediately realized something.

He turned back to look at his wife who was talking to Cameron in the glass ward, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

After a long time, he turned his head and whispered:

"No, I would never do that to her because I love her.

Even if there is a quarrel, I will take the initiative to admit my fault and never let her get any harm."

Du Wei then asked the next heart-wrenching sentence:

"What about her? Is there something wrong?

For example, on a weekend when you were not at home, she didn't answer your call for any reason, and later said that she missed the call because she was working out?

Or have you ever gone to a so-called ‘friend’s’ house because of a quarrel and didn’t come back until the next day?

Or maybe it was a boring Christmas party where you all drank too much, lost consciousness, and woke up in bed?

If you are sure that there is nothing wrong with your wife, then I apologize to you for the above issues.

But if there is even a slight possibility, then you have to let us start treatment, otherwise she will die."

The husband's pupils shrank suddenly, and he faintly realized that his wife might have really done something sorry for him.

But why is this?

He closed his eyes in pain and chose silence.

Du Wei, who was sitting opposite him, closed the notebook in his hand, stood up and patted his shoulder without saying anything.

Cameron came out of the ward looking relaxed. She happily said to Duwei:

"She said she didn't."

Looking at Cameron's smiling face, Du Wei couldn't bear to break Cameron's joy and could only say perfunctorily:

"Well, her husband also said he didn't have it. Let's take a look at the MRI results first."

After receiving the result from Du Wei's mouth, Cameron's steps became a little more brisk.

There was an atmosphere of joy all over my body.

She just said, how can two people who love each other hurt each other?

African narcolepsy is nonsense.

Soon, the four of them gathered in the conference room of the diagnostic department.

House first called up the NMR results.

The MRI results showed no abnormalities, and it was basically concluded that it was not affected by tumors.

Tumors that don't show up in an MRI will be smaller than sand.

Tumors of this size may not affect the body's functions.

Then House raised his head and looked at Duwei and Cameron.

Two diagnostic possibilities were proposed before. Now that tumors have been ruled out, what about African narcolepsy?

Seeing House looking at him, Cameron spoke first:

"We asked, and both of them said there was no cheating."

House frowned:

"That would be troublesome. It means we are back to square one."

At this moment, Du Wei suddenly said:

"Not necessarily, I asked more about the situation.

My husband is away from home one day every week because he works overtime.

They would often quarrel, and the wife would go to a so-called friend's house for a night and then come back.

My husband likes to drink and gets drunk when gathering with friends.

Of course, after two people quarrel, the husband usually apologizes first.

So I think one of the two people lied."

Cameron on the side opened his mouth in surprise when he heard the words Du Wei didn't mention just now.

She instantly understood that Du Wei was just taking care of her mood, so she did not say these words.

But now when it comes to the diagnosis of the patient's condition, Du Wei has nothing to hide and tells everything.

The implication of Du Wei's words is also very simple: his wife lied.

There is still a gap in the perfect love that Cameron imagined.

Compared to Cameron who was depressed, House didn't feel much at all.

He has been in this business for a long time and has long been immune to these things.

He has seen even more outrageous things, let alone such trivial things.

"Well done, Du Wei, your inquiries are still as effective as ever.

Go get your husband to sign a consent form, because treatment with melarsoprol (to treat trypanosomiasis) has a 10% chance of killing the patient."

Du Wei nodded and found his husband waiting by the bed again.

At this time, the patient fell into a coma again, and Du Wei informed her husband at the bedside about the medication they were going to take.

The husband was speechless for a while after signing. When he saw Du Wei was about to leave, he suddenly said sadly:

"I suddenly hoped that she would not get better, so that I could prove that she had never betrayed me.

Am I terrible?"

Du Wei sighed. When a man who thought he was happy suddenly learned that there was a grassland above his head, it was indeed a big blow.

Especially the spread of diseases caused by the lack of umbrella protection.

In this regard, he didn't know how to comfort the husband who loved his wife deeply, so he could only go to the pharmacy silently to get medicine.

To be honest, according to Du Wei's idea, all tauren must die!

But now he is a doctor, a dying doctor.

No matter how reluctant he is, he still has to save people.

Not long after, Du Wei returned to the ward holding melarsoprol in a glass box with a yellow 'biohazard' sign.

Along with him is Chase.

There are strict standards for the use of this dangerous object, and two people must be present before it can be used.

Duwei picked up 0.5 ml of melarsoprol in a glass syringe and handed it to Chase.

Chase opened the special intravenous infusion tube and explained to Duwei, the intern:

"Melarsoprol is essentially arsenic mixed with antifreeze. It corrodes plastic, so we have to use glass containers to hold it."

Du Wei nodded:

"I've learned that it can also cause vomiting, abdominal pain, blood toxicity, nerve damage, irregular heartbeats and heart-wrenching pain.

Fortunately, the patient was unconscious, otherwise her screams would have been heard throughout the hospital."

Chase smiled:

"Boy, you know a lot. It's really her luck to be in coma.

But aren’t you going to tell me how you met Dr. Robert?”

Watching Chase slowly inject green liquid into the patient's blood vessels, Du Wei casually replied:

"Of course we met while doing private work. You know, private work pays a lot of money.

It happened that I helped him solve a case, so he owed me a favor."

Chase nodded, put away the syringe in his hand, then approached Du Wei and whispered:

"When can you take me to see you? Don't worry, I don't want money. I just want to experience a different life."

Du Wei looked at Chase in surprise. Do rich people always like exciting things?

He didn't refuse, he just said:

"If you are not afraid of death, you can."

Unexpectedly, Chase, who heard this, not only did not flinch, but became slightly excited:

"It's no wonder you can always find the most correct disease among many possible diseases.

Did it turn out that you have been practicing under this kind of pressure?

This is a good idea, don't worry, next time you call me, I also want to go and practice."

Duwei thought for a while and agreed to Chase's request.

If someone wants to work for him, why would Du Wei disagree?

At this time, melarsoprol has also begun to take effect, and the trypanosomes hidden in the patient's brain are dying.

Du Wei didn't just have his eyes opened. The reason why he knew this was simply because he heard the life extension prompt.

[Successful rescue, life extension for one day, current life time: 12 days and 20 hours.]

Feeling the injection of life energy, the fatigue on Du Wei's face disappeared.

In a good mood, he told his husband the news that the patient was about to get better.

Unexpectedly, her husband showed a look of joy at first, then his face turned into pain, and finally he covered his face with his hands and started crying.

Finally, the man stood up, returned to the ward, kissed the patient on the forehead, put his luggage on his back and left here resolutely.

The patient, who had gradually woken up due to the effects of melarsoprol, suddenly realized what had happened.

She raised her weak hands to try to stop her, but finally put them down and sobbed helplessly on the hospital bed.

Du Wei looked at this scene and sighed again. He could save people, but he couldn't save his heart.

The only thing he could do after rejecting the Minotaur was to learn from the patient who the third party was, and then kill him!

Looking at Du Wei who had left and returned, the patient didn't care. She was just immersed in the world of losing her husband and crying endlessly.

"I need to know who he is. If you still love your husband, you should tell me his name so that your husband's psychological trauma can be healed."

The patient did not answer, but asked:

"He's not coming back, is he?"

Du Wei didn’t hide it either:

"People always have to pay for their own mistakes. Tell me his name, and the guilt in your heart will be reduced."

"...Push."

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