Day 39: Doctor's Office 2 (Dr. House) [Fourth Shift]

Feb 27, 2009 02:53

House was tired, and it wasn't just because of his leg or the side-effects of near-recreational drug use. He was getting bored of getting bogged down in the paranoia of all these crazies when he was trying to get something out of them. Sure, crying "monster!" without any perceivable reason was fun to watch and diagnose, but it wasn't even a ( Read more... )

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high_prosecutor February 27 2009, 14:53:58 UTC
To say that Miles Edgeworth wasn't terribly happy as he took his seat across from Dr. House would be an understatement.

"Afternoon, Doctor. May I be so bold as to ask a question? As I'm sure you know, the two types of people that others lie to most are doctors and lawyers. Have you found that to be the case here?"

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damned_doctors February 27 2009, 15:33:55 UTC
"Everybody lies," House immediately replied, completely unphased by the newest crazy who'd come in the door, "especially when some comfort of life is at stake, which is usually what you're placing bets on if you're walking into a hospital or a courthouse."

He rummaged through his desk with his still-ungloved hand.

"That said, the only people who lie more than doctors are lawyers, so who knows?" He cocked his head up, wearing a dramatic expression. "Maybe I'm lying... right now!!!"

He recognized the man as the diva from the week before; so, they didn't give House a completely new batch of patients every week. He'd been starting to wonder if they really did take out a bunch every day and shoot 'em out in the yard; the turnover rate here would make any sane administrator piss himself.

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high_prosecutor February 27 2009, 17:25:18 UTC
Edgeworth rolled his eyes, choosing to ignore the dramatic statement for now. "Maybe you are. Maybe you're not. You're on staff here, so I have to assume that you're lying at least a little. By the way, what's with the gloves? You weren't wearing any the last time."

He couldn't help being just a little nervous. "Actually. Wait a minute before you answer that. I'd like you to check something." He pointed to his right shoulder. "Go on. Check it. And then tell me how the injury happened, in your opinion."

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damned_doctors March 5 2009, 06:50:25 UTC
House glanced up at the diva again as he pulled out a packet for a single use vacuum tube and needle, along with a rubber strap. He then smirked and looked back to his items as he unpacked them.

"Well, I don't need a medical degree to tell me that you're about to whine about getting it from some fantastical, violent encounter." He began getting up without his cane, instead wincing slightly as he limped towards where the patient sat. He glared at him. "And I'm drawing blood, by the way, not drugging you up, so unless you're a recovering heroin addict..."

He gestured with his hand for the guy to lay his good arm out.

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damned_doctors March 5 2009, 05:30:15 UTC
House glanced up at the newest member of this barrel o' monkeys masquerading itself as an "Institute." He leaned back in his chair and placed his hands together as he considered an idea forming in its head. He wondered why it'd never occurred to him before.

"You know..." he drawled out as he began to lean out over the desk. He rested his elbows on the top of it, scrunching one eye closed before looking back up to the patient.

"You're absolutely right." He grabbed a piece of paper off the desk and began scribbling on it with a ballpoint pen.

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