First Meeting, Mars Collides with Earth!

A day passed in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, it was the night of the gathering.

New Jersey.

Outside Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital.

"A limousine? Seriously?"

Leaning on his cane, Dr. House looked at the luxury stretch Lincoln waiting at the entrance and complained to his best friend, Dr. Wilson. "That's obscenely lavish."

"It's respect."

Dr. Wilson watched as the driver got out and came over to open the door for them, a smile on his lips. "Seriously, House, Dr. Duncan is a good man. Don't mess around!"

"So little, and you've already been bought off."

Dr. House shook his head, avoiding the driver's attempt to support him as he limped inside.

"Cameron, you first."

Dr. Wilson politely looked at the beautiful Dr. Cameron, who had been silently standing to one side.

"Thank you."

Dr. Cameron thanked him and bent down to enter the limousine.

After thanking the driver, Dr. Wilson bent down and got in as well.

The driver returned to the front seat, asked for confirmation, and smoothly drove the limousine away.

"House, seriously, don't mess around."

Dr. Wilson looked around the limousine's spacious interior and could not help reminding his best friend again. "Dr. Duncan sent a limousine to pick us up, and he chose a hotel located right at the center of where all the doctors are staying. He's considered every detail."

"So?"

Dr. House opened the car's minibar, rummaged through it, and responded indifferently.

"It shows both Dr. Duncan's respect for us and how thoughtful he is."

Dr. Wilson looked at his best friend worriedly.

"I know what you're trying to say."

Dr. House curled his lip. "The classic 'wine for friends, shotguns for enemies,' right?"

"Right."

Dr. Wilson shook his head. "But not a shotgun—a Gatling! You only spoke on the