A solid chapter, which makes us clear that money does not buy happiness, only for moments away, what it is miserable arguably remains like that, because if the level of happiness is established in the DNA, is predisposed biologically. There is nothing we can do.

Changes?? No changes, I feel that no one is changing atau will change! A Foreman who wants to tunjuk how cool can be and fail, which makes him bitter, a Chase who is tired of prostitute's life, womanizing, and not as fun as before, which also becomes bitter, a 13 that has become a copy of House, dark, unhappy, I mentioned the word bitter??...

Late at night, Wilson found himself seated in front of his bar meja, jadual alone. He was having a couple of shot with his scotch feeling depressed like the night Amber died. A lot of things come and go in his mind; cancer patients, the cancer conference, House and Cuddy. With the bar lamp, one could tell he has been crying and all I could say was that he was drunk and a mess. Pitt’s soalan came into his mind like a bullet and it nearly killed him. He didn’t expect himself to just stand there and say nothing, leaving his friend’s doctor suspicious.
Pitt: Are you?
Wilson: Am I?
He asked himself...