Los Angeles.

St. Vindal Hospital in San Jose.

Vip ward.

As soon as Dr. House came up, he scolded Principal Hibert in a scattered manner.

Principal Hibert's face turned red, but he was speechless.

As one of the parties involved, Adam knew the whole story very well.

To be honest, although House's words are unreasonable, they are not completely unreasonable.

I remember that when Principal Hibert was in New York, he was misdiagnosed with cancer.

Then James Wilson, a famous oncologist at Princeton Teaching Hospital, was selected as the attending physician.

I originally thought I would die soon, but after a few years, I didn't.

President Hibert was the vice president of New York University at that time, and he knew how to manipulate people's hearts.

So, with his intentional management, he became friends with the good old man Dr. Wilson.

Every year on the diagnosis day, he would take Dr. Wilson to hunt in the mountains.

This celebrates that he lived another year with the help of Dr. Wilson.

Dr. Wilson thus developed feelings for Principal Hibert that were far more than ordinary patients.

During the diagnosis and treatment process, more personal feelings began to be mixed.

When Principal Hibert's condition breaks out again, a liver transplant is needed.

Dr. Wilson was anxious and worried that he would not find a suitable liver for his friend's patient to transplant.

Principal Hibert spoke.

It turned out that he had already confirmed that Dr. Wilson's liver matched him.

And under his management, Dr. Wilson did say that he would do everything possible to save him.

Now he needs Dr. Wilson to deliver on his promise.

Dr. Wilson refused at the beginning.

Because no matter how good the publicity is, donating with knives will not only cause life danger, but also greatly damage your vitality.

As a doctor, how could it be that I didn't know?

But he is a good man himself, and Principal Hibert deliberately managed it many years in advance.

In the end, despite House's opposition, he chose to donate and rescue Principal Hibert.

Dr. Wilson has now passed away due to cancer.

In the eyes of good gay friend House, Principal Hibert, who received a portion of his liver donation from Wilson, must live well.

Otherwise, I would be sorry for the last evidence of Wilson's living in this world.

"I will."

Principal Hibert agreed with a wooden face.

I think he is the president of California Polytechnic University and has not been scolded in person for a long time.

But he did do these things wrong.

And he had heard too many stories about House from Dr. Wilson, and knew that if House really annoyed, it would not be surprising that the other party would do anything.

This includes taking away the liver that originally belonged to Wilson in advance.

He dared not gamble.

"I hope so."

House spoke with a threat: "I will pay attention to you. If you get sick from this kind of thing, I will come here to do the surgery for you in person..."

“…”

Principal Hibert's wooden face could no longer be maintained. He looked at House in horror. After confirming that House was not a joke, he was immediately in a state of discomfort.

"Ahem."

Adam coughed lightly and smoothed out his feet: "Doctor Wilson, Dr. Hibert needs rest, you can leave."

House pointed at his eyes, then pointed at Principal Hibert, and then limped away.

"Stay well."

Adam comforted, "As long as you pay more attention in the future, nothing will happen.

Besides, your body can no longer take energy-assisted drugs.

This time it happened to be an opportunity, so I'll quit completely."

Dongdong.

Outside the door, a man reached in with crutches and knocked on the door.

"If you have something to ask the nurse to call me."

Adam knew that Dr. House was urging him, so he gave in and left the ward.

Office of the Director of Surgery.

"You're good here."

After threatening the bastard in his eyes, House was in a good mood. After sitting down, he looked around again.

"good."

Adam made him a cup of tea with his own hands: "You don't need to do this at all. Wilson had already thought about these issues when he donated it.

Even though Hibert received a donation from Wilson, he had no relationship with Wilson!”

"I don't think so."

House took the tea, tasted it, shook his head and said, "Wilson's is Wilson's. Now he is gone, and I am still there.

I would never watch that bastard ruin Wilson's legacy!

Also, why are you talking for him?

I think you are most annoying to him as a bastard?"

"I didn't speak for him, and I wasn't willing to say bad things to you."

Adam laughed and said, “He is the mainstream in society.

As for what you said that he deceived Wilson's liver, it caused a series of regrets after Wilson.

I don't agree.

Wilson can be said no.

And he did do that at the beginning.

The subsequent donation was completely unwilling to Wilson.

Otherwise, you will definitely not let Wilson donate it as soon as possible, even if you send Hibert to death in advance.

This is Wilson's personality weakness, and it is also what attracts you the most, isn't it?

Not like this, who can tolerate a good friend like you, a silly person?

So strictly speaking, there is actually not much difference between you and Hibert."

“howdare lure!”

House raised his eyebrows: "You treat me and that bastard as one kind of person?"

"My fault."

Adam nodded: "It should be Hibert that is far inferior to you as a bastard! This is a sentence that Wilson kept repeating during his lifetime.

Do your own calculations, how much has Wilson done for you?

Can a small piece of liver he donated to Hibert be comparable to those things?"

"cannot!"

House shook his head sadly: "It's impossible to compare."

"Have you deceived Wilson?"

Adam asked.

"No."

House sighed, "He has always known it, but it still...number repetitions."

"So, stop staring at Hibert."

Adam reminded: "That doesn't make any sense."
To be continued...