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Chapter 242

"You are young and beautiful, and you have a successful career. You really shouldn't help the poor."

Josie commented so.

To be honest, she couldn't feel the attraction of that strange doctor at all, and couldn't understand why Cameron married his ex-husband.

How could a brain that was so useful when I was studying medicine not work so well when I fell in love?

Josie handed Cameron a small mirror, "It's done, you shouldn't be able to see it."

Cameron immediately forgot about other things, took the small mirror in Josie's hand and looked at his face carefully, and found that the redness and swelling around the eyes could hardly be seen, except for some bloodshot eyes that could not be concealed.

She couldn't help giving Josie a big hug, and the latter didn't shy away, "Thank you, you're amazing, Sissy!"

Josie patted Cameron on the back, acted very considerately, and said, "You're welcome. Besides, we should go to work."

"Okay." Cameron remembered that it was time to go to work soon, and they left the dressing room together after Josie packed her makeup bag: "By the way, what brand of concealer do you use? The effect is simply amazing." amazing."

Speaking of this, the lady couldn't help but look at Josie several times.

The latter also has very natural and realistic dark circles on the beautiful eyes under the black-rimmed glasses, and even bags under the eyes, which makes her look haggard, and does not have the atmosphere of a big beauty, at most An unremarkable little beauty with straight eyebrows and eyes.

However, her personal temperament is still very peaceful, not too aggressive, and she is not at all reminiscent of the image of the omnipotent female thief in "The Trap".

So from Cameron's point of view, she obviously has such a professional level of makeup, why doesn't she also cover up her dark circles?

Josie handed the concealer to Cameron, and locked her locker, replying, "It's still new, it's yours now. But IMHO, it depends mostly on your hands."

Cameron immediately forgot the doubts just now, shrugged, and pushed the door open, "Forget it, you know, working under House doesn't have much time to refine yourself."

"Oh, I found this out, so are you doctors all this busy? Or is it just the team led by Dr. House?"

The two ladies spent an extra 15 minutes in the locker room. When they came to the office together, they were able to communicate with the nurse station that the new patient in bed No. [-] was too spicy.

And the other two gentlemen in the group were surprised by it.

"You look like today..." Forman observed Cameron, "a little tired? Was the date last night too memorable?"

Cameron rolled his eyes and ignored him.

"It could be too bad," added Keith, who didn't think House would be a good date.

Cameron couldn't help reminding: "Should we work?"

Forman and Keith looked at each other and smiled, and for the time being let go of asking Cameron about the details of her date with House, but went to inspect the ward first.

After checking, Forman started to gossip again, and Keith silently brought a mini medical dictionary to Josie.

"You can use it when you hear terms you don't understand, or come and ask us." His tone was flat, but in fact what he did was very considerate, because he noticed that those professional words were too difficult for an interdisciplinary college student .

Josie looked surprised, took a look at him before taking the dictionary, opened her big eyes and said, "Thank you, Dr. Keith, this is very useful to me."

"Hmm." Keith nodded slightly, but didn't say much.

House, who stepped on to work, entered the office on crutches.

As always, he didn't have any intention of going to the ward, but ordered these assistants to work, and finally stopped Josie alone.

Qiao Qian looked at another medical dictionary being handed to her, and couldn't help asking: "Do you doctors like to stuff people with medical dictionaries?"

"'Both'?—" House noticed the word, and sat there tossing the baseball in his hand. "Oh, the blond sweetheart just gave you a copy. It seems that he has a good impression of you, Ms. Horton."

"Call me Elizabeth or Dr. Masterson House," Josie reminded. "Thank you for the dictionary."

She compared the two medical dictionaries. Apparently, the one Keith gave her was relatively small and fit in the pocket of a white coat, while the one given by House should be more detailed in terms of size and thickness. It's just not that new.

House shrugged, steel blue eyes widening, "Okay, Masterson, how do you think it feels to be here?"

Josie replied: "I only came here for the second day. I spent almost a third of the day before, watching that poor little duck being surrounded by you, repeating it for twenty times, and finally being beaten by you." Proved to be futile sample analysis."

"Oh, that's not useless. A brave attempt is the first step in exploration. And this is just the daily life of a resident doctor." House said nonchalantly, "Comparatively speaking, I think I am good enough for them It’s gone. It’s not until they leave here and go to the society that they will know what real beatings are.”

Josie was noncommittal, just said: "Well, if you insist on asking me, then you are right."

House grinned, "That sounds like an unreasonable person to me."

"It's not like, you are." Josie pointed this out, "With all due respect, don't you realize that you are mean." ——such as revealing a girl's feelings about herself on a date, making all romance disappear .

"Aha, you have a sense of justice." House muttered, "Okay, Miss Masterson, let's memorize your medical dictionary next. As for me, it's time to go to the clinic now."

House threw the baseball back into the pen holder, got up and left on crutches.

About four to ten minutes later, the three doctors who were inspecting the ward came back, and they were discussing some professional medical terms that Josie didn't understand, about the patient who had a stroke and was admitted to the hospital.

Keith had a strange expression, as if he hesitated to speak, but the others didn't notice.

None of the three doctors could convince anyone, until when they took Josie to the ward for an examination, they happened to meet the patient's girlfriend who was choking him.

Everyone was shocked, and Forman even wanted to call the police, but was stopped by Keith.

"Don't call the police, she didn't want to murder." Keith's expression became even weirder, and he said after a moment of consideration, "Harvey's girlfriend is a famous sadistic queen, I suspect that it's because of his own masochism that he committed suicide." Injured, so in the previous group discussion, I insisted that the aneurysm was caused by trauma, not the cusp thrombosis as you think."

The expressions of the others were even weirder than Keith, but at this time there was no time to inquire about gossips from colleagues, Cameron immediately called House back from the clinic and informed him of the whole thing.

House and the patient's girlfriend went to the conversation room to have a conversation. Sure enough, the patient had choking addiction, and the reason why Keith knew the sadistic queen was because his ex-girlfriend liked to be abused...

Back in the office, Josie couldn't help but look at Keith again, she didn't seem to think that the rich second generation with an obedient appearance would go to a place like a masochistic party with his ex-girlfriend—so he himself is a little bit □□Inclination?

And she's still thinking—

The private lives of these doctors are quite wild, because the other people don't have much surprise on their faces, and the biggest possibility is that they are familiar with it.

Is it only for doctors with high work intensity and high pressure, or is it the case for young people today?

She opened her little notebook, and recorded on the page belonging to Dr. Keith: Suspected special XP, to be observed.

"Pull this paragraph out of your notebook, Miss Masterson." House, who had just come out of the conversation room, noticed Josie's various little movements, and took a special look at her, reminding her with his eyes The confidentiality agreement thing.

Qiao Qian closed the small notebook and looked at him innocently.

House looked back without showing any weakness, and did not compromise, "You are just here to observe how we work, and your private life is not among them."

"But even if I don't write it down in the notebook, my mind will remember it." Josie spread her hands, and at the same time reminded him of the existence of the confidentiality agreement, "But don't worry, I won't use these as creative materials."

House glanced at the notebook in her hand lightly, not very convinced.

He finally decided to arrange an operation to remove the aneurysm for the patient. Dr. House sent a group of them to do a thrombus exclusion test and contact the patient's family. A group of people went to the patient's home to find out if there were any clues about the disease.

Josie was assigned to the first group, but that didn't stop her from thinking that the second group's work was a little out of bounds.

"Are you thinking, 'Isn't that what the police do?'."

On the way to the ward together, Keith saw through Josie's thoughts.

"Is my expression that obvious?" Josie blinked, all she had was a pair of eyes.

Keith smiled slightly and said, "No, I just feel that most people will be surprised by this matter. But according to Dr. House, the patient himself will lie, but the checklist and personal items will not."

Oh, what a delightful smile he had.

——But Josie still can't forget what he said in the office just now that he and his ex-girlfriend went to a sadism party.

She even had unnecessary curiosity about the party because of this.

But once they stepped into the ward, both she and Keith were fully absorbed in their work, and neither of them was distracted by "choking addiction" or "sadistic queen".

Here, there are only doctors and patients.

Keith performed professionally enough to successfully examine the stroke patient. After ruling out a blood clot, the cause of the patient was considered to be an aneurysm and surgery was required as soon as possible.

Keith then took charge of calling the patient's parents.

But first, they had to have each other's phone numbers, so he and Josie had to sit down and look through the yellow pages of the address book.

In a society without comprehensive informatization, finding someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. You can only rely on the yellow pages, which is a headache. Unlike 20 years later, as long as you connect to the APP, all user information will leave traces on the server. .

Hey, yes, although there is no APP that can match the address book or something, they now have TT!

Josie immediately called El Kazel of SkyEye Network and asked him to quietly go to the technical department to open the back door.

Ten minutes later, Kees was presented with the patient's parents' phone number, e-mail address, workplace, and even Social Security number.

"How did you do it?" The doctor couldn't help opening his eyes wide in surprise.

"Secret." Josie replied.

This obviously involved some illegal operations, and Keith didn't ask any further questions, and just dialed the phone number above, but he didn't know that the phone was hung up as soon as he reported the patient's name.

Keith was dumbfounded.

A handful of blond hair just stuck up on the top of his head, and it was still a little cute.

The author says:

There is no male lead now, and it is possible that there will be no male lead in the end. The female lead is the only one who is beautiful. I haven't figured out the ending yet, at least I have to write 50w.

If you don’t like hospital plots, you can just jump right in. Those with ppth titles are all, but the author does not accept writing guidance, thank you.