Chicago 1990

"Do you have a perception of the outside world, right? APLUS, we play a game, and the eyeballs upwards mean right, and downwards mean wrong."

House opened his eyelids and asked, "Nine open roots are equal to one, right or wrong?"

"He is good at math." Old Mike leaned over to observe closely, "Is the answer correct?"

"No response, or not the response I expected..."

House was a little disappointed, "In this way, what is the number of the nine roots? Any eyeball movement will work." He asked a few simple math questions.

"Your eyes are dazzled." Old Mike said: "The Chicago doctor said that his eyes would turn unconsciously because the cerebral cortex is very active."

"No, I swear he moved the corner of his mouth just now... the kind of laughter."

House pondered for a while and walked out of the ward with the dinner plate.

"APLUS may be in a special locked-in syndrome state, with a weak perception of the outside world..."

But the next day, he caught up on the news page, talked freely, and reached out to greet the camera, with a look of expression on his face.

The attending physician at the University of Chicago Medical Center later retorted that this possibility had long been ruled out, and the two famous doctors quarreled apart.

"Atresia syndrome... Atresia syndrome..."

In Goodman's office, he turned to the medical reference book while calling the doctor and muttered to himself, "Jimmy! Come in quickly and close the door."

"this is?"

There are bundles of documents in the office, and Hamlin is throwing the long strips of paper from the shredder into the burning metal trash can. "Ahem..." Jimmy who had just entered the door was choked.

"Do you understand locked-in syndrome?" Goodman asked his brother.

"I just...checked it up," Jimmy replied.

"Damn it, we are in trouble. The APLUS doctor said that he might have been conscious all the time, incredible! If he gets a court confirmation, he can fire us by moving his eyes!" Goodman angrily scolded.

"Does old Mike still trust you?" Hamlin asked: "Will he still let you into the ward to read the law test for APLUS?"

"I... I don't know..." Jimmy dodges their gazes.

"Go to New Jersey, put this..." Goodman put a thin test tube vial about three centimeters long with liquid on the table. "See if I can find a chance to feed APLUS."

"You can hide it in your mouth and avoid a body search. Don't worry, it is safe and easy to open." Hamlin picked it up and demonstrated how to use it.

"I...I can't do it...I can't do it..."

Jimmy was so frightened, he whimpered and shook his head, tears slipped off the spot.

"Oh, my cowardly brother, don't think things too badly."

Goodman came over and hugged him to comfort him, "We are not bad guys, OK? The content in the bottle is not a deadly poison. We just want APLUS to sleep more peacefully. The doctors have tortured him for long enough..."

He pointed to Dr. House who was frowning on the TV about Song Ya's condition, "I checked, this man is a lunatic, maybe our approach is a good thing for APLUS."

"It doesn't matter if you don't succeed, don't show your stuff." Hamlin put the small bottle into Jimmy's palm: "Keep in touch anytime."

At the same time, outside the gate of Highland Park, House had a man and a woman, and two young interns had just got off a taxi.

"Wow... the life of a billionaire."

The male intern looked at the magnificent manor house and sighed, "You said, we sell to the media what we have heard and seen these days, don't we no longer have to work hard as a resident for the rest of our life?"

"You actually have this idea?" The female intern frowned.

"just kidding."

The two refused to turn off the paparazzi that was approaching, and rang the doorbell on the iron gate.

"Who?" The intercom at the door made a sound.

"We are doctors at Princeton University Medical Center. We have just visited Ms. Finn. She agreed to enter here and check Mr. APLUS's personal belongings and living environment.

Xue Linfen had been admitted to a nearby maternity hospital early for delivery.

"There is writing..."

"some."

"Let me see it, the surveillance camera is above your head."

"Okay." The female intern showed the document to the camera.

"Don't let the paparazzi come in." The voice said, "Remember to close the door."

With a click, the door lock bounced.

The two walked in, closed the door again, and then walked towards the main building complex with a toolbox while enjoying the scenery of the manor.

The voice just now, a young white man who was in his early twenties, waking up and greeted him with a cigarette in his mouth. He asked for the documents and read it again, and then asked very concerned: "APLUS is unconscious and here. Your living environment?"

"Yes, we guess that his brain symptoms are related to some bacterial, mold or viral infections, such as Leptospira and Borrelia."

The male intern answered.

"Hook what? How to spell it?" the young white man asked.

"Leptospira," the female intern replied.

"Wait, do you have a pen?" The young white man tore off the wine label from the beer bottle in his hand. "Slow down, slow down, letter by letter."

He took notes carefully.

"You are from APLUS..." the male intern asked.

"Oh, I'm the son of Aunt Xuelinfen, and there are my relatives and friends of the same generation."

The young white man pointed to the handsome men and beauties who were lying on the beach chairs by the pool and basking in the sun, "OK, come with me." He put the wine label in his pocket, "Right, that hook..."

"Leptospira."

"Is there in this house?"

"We will check carefully. Generally, rats will be the main source of infection."

"Yes... is it?" The young white man was a little flustered, and asked the people over there in a loud voice, "Have you seen a mouse?"

"Of course! At night, it's big!"

"SHXT! Maybe we should get some rat poison!" the young white man cursed, "In other words, APLUS has nothing to do with coma and shooting? Isn't it a coincidence?"

"After eliminating all possibilities, we can only believe in coincidences and look for new breakthrough directions." The female intern replied.

"All right, all right, please."

After the young white man supervised the two in the master bedroom, they couldn't bear to leave a bunch of keys bored, and ran to the swimming pool to play with friends.

The two smiled at each other and cast their eyes on the soft bed of APLUS. They secretly maintained the underground romance in the office, and took this rare opportunity to seize the time to experience it.

"Wow……"

Later, the two found a concealed wardrobe, which was full of various props. "A celebrity's special hobby?" said the female intern with loose hair, biting her lip.

At this time, sirens sounded outside the manor. Not long after, a row of police cars drove in. The police officers escorted the young white man who opened the door for the two into the car.

"What's up with him?"

The two went downstairs and asked.

"We found that someone was looking for a buyer for the APLUS Oscar trophy, so we followed the vine..." the detective replied.

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