Chapter 1098 New Direction

"Are you aware of the outside world? APLUS, let's play a game. Eyeballs pointing up means right, and down means wrong."

House opened his eyelids and asked, "The square root of nine equals one, correct or incorrect?"

"He's good at math." Old Mike came over to observe closely, "Is the answer correct?"

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

House was a little disappointed, "So, what is the square root of nine? You can move your eyes wherever you want." He asked a few more simple math problems.

"You're dazzled," said old Mike. "The doctor in Chicago said his eyes rolled involuntarily because the cerebral cortex was so active."

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

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 weak perception of the outside world..."

However, the next day, he stalked the news page, talked eloquently, and even reached out to greet the camera with a look of color on his face.

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

"Locked-in syndrome... locked-in syndrome..."

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

"This is?"

Bundles of documents were piled up in the office, and Hamlin was throwing the long paper strips from the shredder into the burning metal trash can. "Ahem..." Jimmy choked when he just walked in.

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

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

"Damn it, we're in trouble. The doctor at APLUS said that he may have been conscious all the time. It's unbelievable! If it is confirmed by the court, he can fire us by moving his eyes!" Goodman yelled angrily.

"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 avoided the eyes of the two.

"Go to New Jersey and put this..." Goodman put a thin test tube-shaped vial about three centimeters long filled with liquid on the table, "see if you can find a chance to feed APLUS."

"You can put it in your mouth to escape the search, don't worry, it's 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 terrified, and shook his head in a murmur, and tears rolled down his face on the spot.

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

Goodman came over and hugged him to comfort him, "None of us are bad people, OK? The thing in the bottle is not a deadly poison, we just want APLUS to sleep more peacefully, those doctors have tortured his body for long enough..."

He pointed to Dr. House who was winking and chatting about Song Ya's condition on the TV, "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 reveal your secrets." Hamlin stuffed the small bottle into Jimmy's palm: "Keep in touch at any time."

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

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

The male intern looked at the majestic mansion and sighed, "Tell me, if we sell what we hear and see these days to the media, will it mean that we won't have to work hard as a resident doctor for the rest of our lives?"

"You actually have such an idea?" The female intern frowned.

"just kidding."

The two refused the approaching paparazzi and rang the bell on the wrought iron gate.

"Who?" came the intercom at the door.

"We are doctors from the Princeton University Medical Center, and we have just visited Ms. Finn, and she has allowed us to enter here to inspect Mr. APLUS's personal belongings and living conditions.

’ replied the male intern.

Xue Linfen has already been admitted to a nearby maternity hospital for delivery.

"There are written..."

"some."

"Let me see it, the surveillance cameras are over your heads."

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

"Keep the paparazzi out," said the voice, "Remember to close the door."

With a click, the door lock popped open.

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

The voice just now, a young white man in his early twenties, with a cigarette in his mouth, came out to meet him, asked for the documents to read again, and then asked with concern: "APLUS is unconscious and here related to the living environment?"

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

The male intern replied.

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

"Leptospira," the female intern replied.

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

He carefully recorded every stroke.

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

"Oh, I'm Aunt Xue Linfen's son, and there are my relatives and friends of the same generation over there."

The young Caucasian man pointed to the handsome men and women lying on the beach chairs by the swimming pool and basking in the sun, "OK, come with me." He stuffed the wine label paper into his pocket, "By the way, that hook..."

"Leptospirosis."

"In this house?"

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

"Is...really?" The young white man was a little panicked, and asked the people on the other side of the swimming pool loudly, "Have you ever 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 or shooting? Isn't that a coincidence?"

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

"Okay, okay, please go ahead."

After the young Caucasian man supervised the two taking samples in the master bedroom, he couldn't stand the boredom and dropped the key, and ran to the swimming pool to play with his friends.

The two looked at each other with a smile, and cast their gazes at the big soft bed of APLUS. They had secretly maintained an underground relationship in the office, and took advantage of this rare opportunity to experience it as soon as possible.

"Wow……"

Later, the two found a hidden closet, which was full of various props, "The star's special hobby?" The female intern with disheveled hair said biting her lip.

At this moment, sirens sounded from outside the manor. Not long after, a row of police cars drove in, and the police escorted the young white man who had just opened the door for the two into the car.

"What's up with him?"

The two went downstairs to inquire.

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

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