House spun around in Wilson's chair, fingers together with his cane lying on Wilson's desk. He waited with a sinister smile hanging across his face. Suddenly Cuddy walked in.
"Where's Wilson?"
"Patient."
"And آپ are...?"
"Nothing."
"What happened to the patient I gave آپ this morning?"
"Team is running tests. It won't be long before they start looking for me and I get to tell them taking the tests were a waste of time because he has the terrifying but subtle, flu."
"Yeah, right. And the choice of Wilson's office?"
"Nothing. Well, I knew آپ were coming here."
Cuddy recognized the sinister smile on...
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