People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

“Haha, Dr. Cardi, your reaction has confirmed my guess. No wonder I felt the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous when I saw you and Dr. House together yesterday. So that’s why,” Ding Ze said with a smile. “That’s good. Dr. House is a very nice man. Dr. Cardi, perhaps you should give him a chance.”

Cardi: "???"

"Alright, I'm really leaving now," Ding Ze said with a smile as he walked out.

Kadi looked at Ding Ze, his mind a bit confused, not quite understanding what was going on.

After leaving Cardi's office, Ding Ze went straight to House's office.

Earlier today, House's department received another new patient.

Cameron and his two companions were busy in the hospital room, while House was alone in the office. House sat back in his chair, lost in thought, seemingly preoccupied with something.

Out of the corner of his eye, House saw Ding Ze approaching. His brow twitched slightly, but he ignored him and continued doing what he was doing, not treating Ding Ze as his boss at all.

Ding Ze didn't care. He pushed open the door and went in, smiling at House. "Dr. House, we meet again."

Since Ding Ze had spoken, House couldn't pretend not to hear, so he nodded perfunctorily and then got straight to the point, asking, "Is there something you need?"

“Actually, it’s nothing. I just wanted to talk to you about Cardi,” Ding Ze said with a smile, and sat down in the chair in front of House’s desk.

"Back to talking about Cady's cafeteria and buttocks again?" House gave a forced smile.

Ding Ze shook his head. "We can't keep talking about this. Let's talk about Kadi's love life."

Before House could respond, Ding Ze continued, or rather, provocatively, "I just met with Cardi and wanted to invite her to dinner."

"As a result, Cardi rejected her, and then subtly indicated that she already had someone she liked."

“Dr. House, I think that person is you.”

House was secretly pleased to hear this, but only showed it on his face. "Oh? Why do you say that?"

“I sensed it yesterday. After being rejected by Kadi just now, I deliberately mentioned your name a few times. Every time Kadi heard it, he acted strangely,” Ding Ze said with a smile. “I’m pretty good at judging people. I’m sure Kadi has feelings for you.”

House laughed, clearly pleased, but didn't say anything.

“Dr. House, you’re also interested in Cardi, aren’t you?” Ding Ze said again. “I’ve become friends with Wilson, and you’re Wilson’s friend, so I think we should be considered friends too.”

"So, if you're interested in Cardi, then it's not appropriate for me to pursue Cardi anymore."

House was indeed interested, but due to his unique personality and the fact that he felt Cardi wouldn't be happy with him, he quickly thought it over and replied, "I'm interested in her cafeteria and her buttocks. How about we split them?"

"Haha, Dr. House, you truly live up to your reputation," Ding Ze smiled brightly. "That's not a definite answer, so can I continue pursuing Cardi?"

“Of course, she’s not my property,” House said 'generously'.

“Okay, now that you say so, I’m relieved,” Ding Ze replied, standing up. “See you next time.”

Ding Ze left House's office and decided to visit House's new patient.

House sat behind his desk, his mood suddenly sour. He stared blankly outside, lost in thought.

Ding Ze was already the chairman of the hospital, so he naturally had the corresponding authority and quickly found the relevant information about House's new patient on the computer.

Before long, Ding Ze arrived at the patient's ward.

Cameron, Forman, and Chase were busy at work.

Ding Ze pretended to look at the patient's data, then 'carefully' reviewed the medical record before speaking to Cameron, "Dr. Cameron, right?"

Cameron immediately smiled and nodded. "Yes, Mr. Anderson, is there a problem?"

“I think this patient has xxx, and all the conditions match. I suggest you get it checked,” Ding Ze said calmly with a smile.

Hear the words.

Whether it was Cameron, Forman, or Chase, they all subconsciously started calculating rapidly in their minds.

Upon further consideration, it became clear that Ding Ze's description of the illness did indeed provide a good explanation for all of the patient's symptoms.

As a result, Cameron and his two companions were naturally astonished, hardly believing that Ding Ze had simply walked in, glanced at the case briefly, and solved it.

This is just too outrageous! (End of Chapter)

Chapter 311 A Visit to the Continental Hotel in New York

New Jersey.

After the initial shock, Cameron was the first to recover, exclaiming in disbelief, "I'll go tell House."

Ding Ze smiled smugly, "I have something to do, so I'll be going now. If you encounter any difficult patients, feel free to call me."

After saying that, Ding Ze walked straight out of the hospital.

After hearing what Cameron said, House was also taken aback and rushed to the ward.

Cameron and his two companions are taking samples for testing according to the description of the patient's condition given by Ding Ze.

House stared blankly at the patient on the hospital bed, his face darkening, unable to comprehend what had happened.

If Anderson is right once, it might be a coincidence, but if he's right twice, then it's definitely not a coincidence!

Therefore, Anderson is actually a very brilliant doctor.

This is not right either.

America is only so big.

House knew the names of all the famous doctors, even if he hadn't met them all.

That Anderson definitely doesn't belong to one of them...

Is this some kind of ghost sighting?

House couldn't understand it and hated this incomprehensible situation, so after thinking for a while, he left the ward without hesitation and went straight to the laboratory.

House wanted to know the result as soon as possible, and he wanted to know if Ding Ze was right.

Time flies by.

Ding Ze was right.

The patient did indeed have the illness that Ding Ze described.

Faced with this result, House, Cameron, and the other two were completely dumbfounded.

Not long after.

As I said before, a hospital is only so big; not many things can truly be kept secret. When Cardi received the news, she was unsurprisingly stunned. 'Is Anderson really that capable? He can figure out a patient's problem just by looking at the medical records once?'

For a time, Will Anderson, also known as Ding Ze, inevitably became shrouded in mystery in the minds of Cardi, House, Wilson, and others.

******

Will Anderson, also known as Ding Ze, had just arrived at the entrance of the Continental Hotel in New York by car.

After getting out of the car, Ding Ze tilted his head slightly and glanced at the hotel, feeling a sense of nostalgia.

The last time I came here, although it wasn't actually that long, it felt like a really long time had passed.

I glanced at it with a smile.

Ding Ze withdrew his gaze and stepped inside.

He didn't plan to stay here, so he went straight to the underground restaurant... It was almost dinner time, and he was there to have dinner.

After paying with a gold coin, Ding Ze went downstairs and entered the restaurant, slowly looking around as he did so.

It was lunchtime, and the restaurant was quite crowded.

Ding Ze saw Winston.

Winston was sitting alone in the corner, leisurely reading the newspaper.

Ding Ze smiled, walked over, and sat down opposite Winston.

Seeing someone sit down, Winston's eyebrows twitched slightly. He put down his newspaper and quickly looked Ding Ze up and down.

Because Ding Ze was wearing a mask, Winston didn't recognize him and, confirming he didn't know him, spoke up, "Is there anything I can help you with, Mr...."

“I have many names. I’ve been using Will Anderson these past few days. You can also call me Mr. Ding,” Ding Ze replied with a smile.

The words came out.

Winston was immediately jolted, realizing who the person in front of him was.

After all, Mr. Ding, and the fact that he appeared here so calmly...

Winston blinked. "Mr. Ding, welcome back to the Continental Hotel, New York. Are you here for business?"

Ding Ze shook his head. "I happen to have some free time in New York, so I came over for dinner."

“So that’s how it is,” Winston said. To be honest, he was reluctant to provoke Ding Ze. After all, while the High Platform was powerful, it was only powerful in the underworld, and Ding Ze now owned Mexico.

After replying, Winston didn't hesitate and immediately raised his hand to call the waiter over.

The waiter moved quickly and was beside Winston and Ding Ze in the blink of an eye.

“Mr. Ding, I recommend the steak, it’s really good,” Winston said with a smile.

Ding Ze reached out and took the menu from the waiter. "Then one steak and one..."

After ordering a few things at random, Ding Ze handed the menu back to Winston and asked, "Can I ask you something?"

“Mr. Ding, please speak freely,” Winston said politely.