I stood at the door of the hospital room, looking at Barry, who lay in bed, his entire body wrapped in bandages.

This morning, Barry's colleague called to inform me that Barry had been in an accident and wanted to see me.

I hadn't expected him to be in such a tragic state.

I pushed the door open. Seeing me, Barry tried to sit up, but his arms were too weak to support him.

The nurse quickly intervened.

"Dr. House, you mustn't move. Be careful or you might reopen your wounds."

"What happened to him?" I asked the nurse.

Yesterday, while Barry was seeing patients in the clinic, an elderly...