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House's cane grinding along his whiteboard whilst much more pleasant compared to fingernails on a blackboard, meant his team must pay attention
House's cane grinding along his whiteboard whilst much more pleasant compared to fingernails on a blackboard, meant his team must pay attention.
"A new case just in!" House said to his team. "A mother waiting for her dying child to get chemo stroked out in the cafeteria," House informed the team.
"So why is she here and not in neurology?" Foreman asked House.
"It's been a lazy run recently. Not many patients! Thought you'd be ecstatic to get a real case!" House replied.
"So I guess you want us to run the norm tests, MRI, ECG, CT scan to rule out all possibilities and then you'll send her up to neuro when you are tired of testing her!" Thirteen said to House.
"Well Thirteen you can read me like a book can't you!" House sneered writing the symptoms up on the board so all could brainstorm ideas of what was wrong with her.
"Any family history of strokes?" Taub said laughing at House's last comment.
"Very funny Taub," Thirteen said throwing her pen down the other end of the table hitting Taub on the side of his semi balding head.
Now Foreman and Kutner were laughing.
"Okay children play nicely when you are finding me results, now shew. I don't want to see you until you have ideas of what's wrong!" House added before limping to his TV, popping two Vikadin and turning on his favourite soapy.