Lisa Cuddy stands there, in front of the two wooden doors that are the entryway to the Endocrinology class, that she’s going to audit. Her mind is contemplating whether to go in یا not, because this wasn’t about learning, no, this was about him. Stories of the lunatic, that which is Gregory House, had reached her ears, and she was determined to meet him. Her feet finally decide to move, as her hand opens the door to the class room. Luckily, nobody looks when the doors open, much to her relief. She looks around the room, for an open seat, and she finally spots one. The نشست اگلے to it is...
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