The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

In a clean white single room.

Dr. House was lying on the single bed in the middle, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, unable to sleep.

The scene where he had just been admitted to the hospital and found out something was wrong, and screamed for help to his good friend Dr. Wilson but got no response, kept popping up in front of his eyes.

And it turned out that his reaction was very fast and accurate.

This rehabilitation center was really unlike any rehabilitation center he had imagined.

Originally, he was planning to retreat in order to get through this difficulty quietly, and then laugh at Chuck and the others crazily, declaring that his free will could not be shaken.

But this rehabilitation center, like Azhen, seems to be serious.

Those reminders about admission were all about what he wanted, leaving him with no choice but to think about it.

After asking for help from his good gay friend to no avail, he immediately went into a rage and tried to escape with this behavior. However, he was immediately pushed down by the strong escort and sent to this single room.

That is to say, he has never seen Death Come.

Otherwise, he would have immediately discovered that this single room was almost the same as the heroine Claire in the first part of Death Comes. She escaped the pursuit of death in the first part and survived to the second part. In order to avoid the assassination of the god of death, she took the initiative to enter a mental hospital.

Carefully built anti-killing single room.

The room was entirely made of white flexible materials, ensuring that there was nothing sharp that could be used by the God of Death to kill her.

But he was Dr. House. Even if he had never seen Death Come, he was the first to notice the "sinister intentions" of this room towards him.

Since the God of Death cannot use this room to murder cleverly, even if he wants to crash to death to pretend to be dead, or even if he wants to die for real, it will be difficult to do so.

This is the best cage to trap him!

"I will endure!"

Dr. House lay there for a long time, feeling that he had figured out the current situation clearly, and secretly decided to endure it for a while, and wait until he found an opportunity to turn the place upside down and ask Chuck to come in person to ask him to leave.

Thinking of that scene, a proud smile appeared on his lips.

Lying there in this monotonous and narrow space, he looked at the white ceiling, his eyelids soon became heavy, he closed his eyes and thought for a while, and fell asleep without realizing it.

In the dream, he saw Chuck standing in front of him with a smile, admiring his unyielding free will, and repeatedly begging him to get out.

He woke up laughing.

But as soon as he woke up, his smile was gone. There was darkness without any light. He was shaking all over. It was a withdrawal reaction.

Uncomfortable!

Extremely uncomfortable!

He curled up and wanted to scream, but when he thought that his current appearance might be broadcast live, he held back.

He is not trash like a poisonous insect.

In this torment, he didn't know how much time passed before he fainted from the pain.

When he woke up again, he was still awakened by the strong physical stimulation of the withdrawal reaction. This time, he couldn't help it anymore and started yelling.

But no one answered.

He beat everything he could with his hands, but the micro-elastic properties of the flexible materials in the room gave him nowhere to vent his anger.

The sky is not responding to the call, and the earth and the earth are not functioning properly.

All he had to do was encounter his own leg pain and withdrawal reactions.

He is a doctor, and if he were his patient, he would definitely do the same thing. But when it was his turn to be the patient, he just wanted to say this to the person who came up to him and used such a straightforward treatment method: the brave wins in a narrow encounter.

:Fake Squid!

"Okay, stop howling."

Just when he was going crazy for the first time, a disgusted female voice suddenly came from next door: "Are you bothered?"

"I'm not annoyed, don't bother me!"

After being stunned for a moment, Dr. House's expression immediately brightened, and he mocked him with a calm and vicious tongue.

The person next door was left speechless by his unconventional approach.

"Let me tell you, he was locked up in a small dark room as soon as he came in. He is indeed a bastard!"

"Little dark room?"

Dr. House wished that the person next door could talk to him, not only to help him get through this uncomfortable torment, but also to get some useful information so that he could escape from here.

He can only use his skills through contact with others.

Otherwise, if he is locked up alone in a room like this now, he will have no other choice but to be obedient and fight the withdrawal reaction.

This was something he couldn't bear.

"Are you talking about the place where you live? This is a small white house! All I need is a cat and a dog. This is the White House~"

"Return to the White House? Then you will be the commander-in-chief?"

The female voice next door sneered.

"That's not the case."

Dr. House said venomously: "I'm not that bad."

"Ha ha."

The female voice next door understood what Dr. House was saying and couldn't help but laugh knowingly: "How are you doing there? If you have an electric drill and can drill holes, I wouldn't mind letting you, who is so interesting, have a good time.

~"

"Is your electric drill serious?"

Dr. House was also made dumbfounded by the bold and vicious tongue of the woman next door.

"Of course it's not serious!"

The woman next door smiled boldly and said: "Have you never seen this kind of plot in those FBI warning movies? It doesn't need your electric drill to be powerful, you just need to drill a small hole."

"..."

Dr. House's mouth twitched and he was speechless.

Although it is said that when a man is horny, there is nothing wrong with a woman, but Dr. House is not that horny yet.

But when faced with an adult woman like the woman next door whose boldness makes people blush, even he can't bear it.

However, this also made him more interested in the woman next door, which greatly alleviated his withdrawal reaction and physical pain.

The two of them just said venomous words to each other, saying everything they could.

Dr. House also naturally learned that the name of the woman next door was Bonnie.

Not surprisingly, the two got along very well.

Um.

They are all vicious people!

"So, how did you get in?"

Dr. House joked: "You met a big bastard and got tricked into it, right?"

"It really is!"

Bonnie next door got angry when she mentioned this: "It's all that bastard's fault! Didn't I just steal some goods? As for being so angry, I forgot about Christine..."

"..."

After hearing what Bonnie next door said, Dr. House was speechless again.

He immediately thought that this Bonnie was probably sent in by Chuck and locked up next door to him so that he could 'look in the mirror'.

Because according to this Bonnie, she is definitely the most selfish kind of poisonous insect who feels good about herself but doesn't know that she is hurting the people around her all the time!

This Bonnie is a single mother, living at the bottom of society. She is the white trash that Penny's mother fears most about being labeled 'white trash'.

Drinking alcohol, being addicted to sex, being a drug addict, selling drugs...she is willing to do almost all bad things, and she dares to do them.

This time, when she was selling calves, the other party discovered that she had stolen the goods and was about to kill her. However, he was as smart as she was and ran away immediately.

But she intentionally or unintentionally forgot that she had her daughter Christine in the cradle with her.

She ran away, but her daughter in the cradle fell into the hands of the criminals.

Fortunately, this calf trafficking operation was under surveillance. The criminals, who were stunned by Bonnie's shameless behavior, were taken away by the police before they had time to discuss what to do with little Christine in the cradle.

Little Christine was rescued from the cradle like a comic character.

Later, the police also contacted Bonnie who was running away and arrested her. The prosecutor charged her with neglecting her daughter.

Bonnie is a good actress. She cried profusely in court and talked about the difficulties of being a single mother, which really deceived many jurors.

In the end, he was not sent to prison, but was sentenced to enter a rehabilitation center and undergo forced detoxification for three months.

After three months, when she gets out, it will be decided based on the situation whether she is qualified to continue raising her daughter Christine.

She has been here for almost a month now.

When normal people hear this story, they will definitely be ashamed that they have left their daughter to the criminals who want to kill her, but Bonnie, the rotten and poisonous insect, has no such consciousness at all, and puts all the blame on the criminals, feeling that

They make a fuss out of a molehill.

If they hadn't been so clutching at the lost item and yelling at her to kill her, she wouldn't have been so frightened that she wouldn't have run away without caring about her precious daughter Christine.

He will not be accused of neglecting his daughter.

You know, this is a federal felony!

If it weren't for her superb acting skills, she would have been in jail this time.

Then her daughter Christine has completely lost her mother.

Only mothers are good in the world, and children without mothers are like grass.

She didn't want her daughter to be like her, growing up in an orphanage and then being rejected by various adoptive families.

Um.

She didn't want to do this unless she had to.

"Why don't you speak?"

Bonnie told and complained about her experience. For a long time, she couldn't hear Dr. House's voice next door. She mocked dissatisfiedly: "Are you the same as those people who want to judge me and despise me?"

"I can not?"

Dr. House joked.

"Although I don't know your story, I know you are not a good person in the eyes of the world since you were locked up in a dark room as soon as you arrived."

Bonnie next door complained: "In the eyes of the world, most people are worse than me. No matter what I do, I am still a good mother!"

"Etc., etc!"

When Dr. House heard this, he couldn't help it anymore and complained: "Are you a good mother? Where did you come to this conclusion? Quickly touch your head to see if you have a fever."

"I don't have a fever, and I'm not talking crazy!"

Bonnie next door said dissatisfied: "Without evidence, will I talk nonsense?"

"So what did you do to make you think you'd be a good mother?"

Dr. House said funnyly.

"Of course!"

Bonnie next door said proudly: "Kristen is my daughter. She has inherited my excellent genes, so she is very cute. Someone once wanted to spend 25,000 US dollars to adopt her, but I rejected her."

Because $25,000 may allow me to take a lot of drugs and drink a lot of alcohol, but I will never sell my daughter for money. Who other than me can do this? Don’t I deserve a good person?

Mom’s title?”

"Don't ever tell your daughter Kristen this story again!"

Dr. House said venomously: "Otherwise, when she grows up and becomes sensible, and learns that there once was a relatively good family who was willing to spend so much money to adopt her, but you refused, she will definitely hate you very much."

"..."

Bonnie next door paused for a moment and muttered: "Kristen wouldn't say that..."

"you sure?"

Dr. House smiled and said: "Because you didn't sell her for $25,000? Don't be ridiculous, the reason why you didn't sell her in the end was because the family was only willing to pay $25,000, and probably added some more.

, you sell it.

You don’t even need to add much, even if you add 5,000 US dollars, you can make up 30,000 US dollars…”

"enough!"

Bonnie next door was a little annoyed.

"She's anxious, she's anxious."

Dr. House suddenly remembered what Chuck said in his apartment before, and subconsciously quoted it, mocking him with a vicious tongue: "It seems that you are really planning to sell your own daughter for 30,000 US dollars. In the future, your daughter Chris

If Ting knew about it, he would definitely praise you as a good mother!"

"Shut up!"

The little bit of shame that Bonnie next door had was finally exploded by Dr. House's sharp and precise poke at the pain point. She yelled at Dr. House, and then she didn't wait for House.

The doctor retorted and started crying.

"Am I really not a good mother?"

Dr. House didn't say anything, he just walked to the wall and punched the wall with his fist.

Bonnie's cry next door stopped, and she understood the pronouns of "yes" and "no".

"What about you? Tell me what horrible things you have done! I want to see if you are cleaner than me and how much better than me?"

"..."

When Dr. House heard this, he put his head against the wall, his eyes were dazed, and he couldn't say anything.

In the past, he had dismissed Chuck by saying that he was a poisonous insect and a rotten person.

First of all, he doesn’t admit that he is a poisonous insect at all!

Secondly, he doesn’t admit that he is a bad person at all!

But now that he was listening to the Bonnie next door who was so compatible with him tell her story, and watching it from the perspective of a bystander, he had to admit that this Bonnie was really an excellent mother.

This is not the best, but the worst!

But the other party still thinks that she is a really good mother.

This touched him so strongly that he couldn't help but re-look at the past, re-look at himself in the eyes of others, and most importantly, re-look at his true self.

Is there a possibility that what Chuck and the others said, "You are a poisonous person who can only be incompetent and furious and hurt the people around you who care about you" was not a subjective misjudgment of him, but an objective judgment?

No!

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Dr. House slammed his head against the wall, over and over again, trying to drive away the thought, but it was no use.

As soon as this idea came up, it seemed to take root immediately, imprinted in his mind, making him unable to forget it.

"Are you hitting a wall?"

Bonnie next door was crying. When she heard Dr. House hitting the wall here, she stopped crying and wiped her tears and joked: "Do you know music? You can play some music and let me listen to it! No.

An electric drill can do the job, what I need most now is to forget those bad things!"

Dr. House:"……"