Limping out of Exam room four, a swab sample in his free hand, House made his way to the admissions desk. “Send this to the lab,” he ordered, tossing the swab onto the 机, デスク 上, ページのトップへ in front of the nurse.
Giving him an annoyed glare, Missy picked up the sample and placed it in the outgoing lab box near his elbow. “Why must あなた do that?” she grumbled, snagging the patient file from his hand.
House shrugged. “It’s hard to say,” he snipped with a smirk, “mostly I just like to see the nursing staff doing their JOBS,” he quipped putting emphasis on his last few...
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