The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 54: This Money Is Well Spent_i

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“Don’t talk nonsense; I didn’t even see her.”

Greg felt a bit guilty, “I went to help Mr. Clark last night, and by the time we

finished, it was already past midnight, so 1 just slept over at their place.

“Really didn’t see Taylor Ware?”

“Taylor Ware? Is she Mr. Clark’s daughter?”

Seeing that his expression seemed genuine, Lois didn’t pursue the matter further.

Observing this, Greg pounced on her with a playful grin, and after Lois put up a symbolic struggle, she let him be.

Sounds that sparked the imagination soon filled the room.

It must be said that women’s accessories are mostly exquisitely designed, not only full of allure but also very convenient.

Looking at those few pieces of fabric, Greg remarked, “This money was well spent.”

“LSP!”

Lois shot him a glance.

“Right, right, you’re not passionate, then I’ll leave…”

As Greg spoke, he began to get up to leave.

Lois hurriedly held onto him, her face flushed, she said, “You… don’t go.”

“If I don’t go, what are we going to do?” Greg looked at her with a mischievous smile.

Lois’s face blushed even more intensely, and after hesitating for a long time, too shy to speak, she eventually leaned in and kissed Greg a peck to express her inner thoughts with actions.

Seeing her coy demeanor, Greg felt a wave of satisfaction in his heart, laughed aloud, and then kissed her deeply.

It was noon before the two of them got out of bed. After bathing and eating, they were ready to leave.

Fine clothes make the man just as a good saddle makes the horse.

Greg was already very handsome, and it didn’t matter when he wore cheap street stall clothing.

Now that he was dressed in the suit Lois bought him, he looked every bit as dashing as those young idols, and Lois couldn’t take her eyes off him.

“Oh my, the man I picked is so handsome.”

Stars twinkled in Lois’s eyes as she tiptoed and gave Greg a kiss on the lips, asking with a smile, “How do you like the clothes I picked for you? They look pretty good, right?”

“Not bad.”

Greg was also quite pleased with his reflection in the mirror; he had noticed that ever since he started practicing the “Yin Yang Harmony Scriptures”, his appearance seemed to have improved a lot.

There wasn’t a great change overall, but the subtle details were becoming more and more perfect, and there was an added touch of mystery to his aura.

Especially those eyes, so deep and pure, captivated anyone who looked into them.

The two of them lingered affectionately in the room for a while before they finally walked out of the hotel hand in hand, heading to the parking lot.

Neither of them noticed that across the street, Gillian Lampe was staring wide-eyed, her face filled with confusion as she watched Greg get into Lois’s car.

“Gillian, what are you looking at?”

“Do you think that person could be Greg?”

Her companion looked in the direction she was pointing and chuckled, “It just looks a bit like him. How could Greg possibly dress so nicely? And ride in such a nice car?”

“But…”

Gillian knew her friend was right, but as she watched the sedan speeding away, her heart was still filled with doubts.

Greg had once stayed at her place for a while, and she was sure she couldn’t have mistaken him.

Yet if the person from earlier truly was Greg, she herself found it hard to believe.

Just a fool, how could he possibly be here?

“Gillian, let’s hurry, or we’ll miss the bus.”

“Yeah, let’s go.”

The two had dinner outside, and then Lois Abbott dropped Greg Jensen back at Duo Phoenix Town.

Through last night’s Dual Cultivation, Greg’s True Qi had reached a complete state, and he was determined to break through to the third level of Qi Refinement tonight.

He walked into the vegetable shop, planning to just show his face before heading back to the village to concoct the Blood Qi Pills.

But Lindsey Wolfe grabbed his ear and dragged him into the back room immediately.

She examined Greg’s suit and frowned, “Where have you been, not coming home all night? And where did you get that suit from?”

Greg Jensen chuckled sheepishly, “Ms. Abbott bought it for me, 1 helped her catch fish, and she bought me clothes.”

“Ms. Abbott?”

When Lindsey knew it was Lois Abbott who bought it, she didn’t say much except to caution, “From now on, don’t just take things from others, okay?” “Understood.”

“Alright, I’m done here, you go back to the village and rest. I’ll be back there later tonight.”

Greg Jensen chuckled again and nodded.

Leaving the vegetable shop, he took a long sigh of relief and thought it was a close call.

Glancing back at the vegetable shop, he quickened his steps towards the village.

Not far behind him, a bus slowed down to a stop.

Gillian Lampe got off the bus and happened to see Greg’s retreating figure.

She was stunned again and said to her companion, “Do you see that person ahead? Isn’t that Greg Jensen?”

“Hey, isn’t that the guy we saw at the hotel entrance? What is he doing here?” The companion was also surprised, but then laughed, “I told you it just looked like him, it definitely can’t be Greg.”

After saying that, she sized up Gillian with a teasing look and jokingly said, “Gillian, you’re not falling for your nephew, are you?”

“Pah!”

Gillian spat and angrily retorted, “Cut it out, why would I fall for a fool?” “Although Greg may be a bit silly, he is handsome, and those muscles, tsk tsk…”

“Enough, shut up!”

Gillian glared at her and, looking in the direction where Greg had gone, sank into thought again.

“Those damned bastards, why have they come again?”

“What did they say this time?”

“Rushing us to sign the agreement, right? Damn it, they’ve wrecked all the good vegetables!”

“If it really comes down to it, we’ll just have to fight them!

Listening to the villagers’ discussion, Greg learned that Arthur Corl had brought people over again in the morning and had issued a final ultimatum to the villagers.

If they didn’t sign the agreement, their houses would be demolished.

“It seems like Brandon Brent has forgotten the pain once his wounds healed! ” Greg frowned and found a deserted place to call Brandon Brent on the phone. As the call connected, a languid voice came from the other end, “Yo, Mr. Jensen, what’s up?”

Greg, with a stern face, asked, “You said last time that as long as I cured your illness, you would take care of the scenic area issue. Why did Arthur and his people come again?”

Brandon Brent scoffed, “I said I’d help you solve the scenic area issue, and you really believed that? Aren’t you a bit too naive?”

Greg, instead of getting angry, smiled coldly, “Do you think that because your illness is cured, I can’t do anything to you anymore?”

Brandon Brent laughed arrogantly, “If you can do anything, just go ahead. If Brandon Brent is scared of you, then I’m not a Brent!”

“Fine, you said it. Remember your words, and don’t come begging to me!” “Begging you? Dream on!”

Brandon responded disdainfully, “Greg Jensen, I’m telling you, you better not let me see you in town, or I’ll beat you up every single time.”

“Let’s see if you live long enough to do that..”