The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 22: Inability to Bear Small Wrongs Disrupts Great Plans i

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Greg Jensen didn’t waste words and directly took out the recipe, dictating it as the executive chef prepared it, quickly making a pot of Five-Seed Return-to- Yang Porridge.

The moment the lid of the clay pot was lifted, the entire kitchen was filled with a rich meaty aroma.

“This… is so delicious, I’ve never had such tasty medicinal cuisine.”

“Yes, the taste of the medicinal herbs is perfectly blended with the fragrance of the porridge.”

After tasting it, all the chefs couldn’t stop singing its praises.

Even the initially dissatisfied executive chef looked at Greg Jensen in amazement, unable to comprehend how this young man, younger than his own son, could be so skilled.

Lois Abbott, seeing this, finally relaxed and instructed, “This Five-Seed Return-to-Yang Porridge will be our hotel’s featured dish this week. You all should quickly familiarize yourselves with the method of making it.” “Okay, Director Abbott.”

Lois Abbott nodded, then followed Greg Jensen outside.

Greg Jensen pulled out a small bottle and handed it to Lois Abbott, saying, “Inside this bottle is a powder made from two types of herbs, an indispensable ingredient for the Five-Seed Return-to-Yang Porridge.

Here is the recipe. You go to the market and buy some herbs, grind them into powder, and give it to the chef.

That way, it doesn’t matter if someone else poaches our chefs.”

“Gregjensen, thankyou.”

Lois Abbott was touched by his thoughtfulness.

Greg Jensen winked and said with a mischievous smile, “You can thank me, but don’t just talk about it, take some real action.”

Lois Abbott was taken aback and asked blankly, “What real action?”

“How about, a date tonight?”

“Date your sister!”

Lois Abbott immediately grew angry, “I knew you couldn’t say anything nice, always thinking those impure thoughts in your head, you really are…”

Greg Jensen laughed heartily, “Alright, I won’t tease you anymore. I have to

head back to the village now. Call me if you need anything.”

“Wait, take this.”

As she spoke, Lois Abbott took out an unopened fruit phone from her bag, “I meant to give it to you yesterday, but…”

Her face turned red again, recalling they had been nearly busy all night and had forgotten about this.

“I saw that your phone was quite old, so I bought you a new one.”

“Thankyou.”

Greg Jensen didn’t mince words, took the phone, and then wrapped his arms around her, kissing her deeply.

Lois Abbott immediately panicked and struggled, saying, “Stop it, this is the entrance of the hotel… mmm…”

After Greg Jensen released her, he gave her forehead a kiss and cautioned,

Alright, I’m heading back now. Call me if you need anything.”

“Maybe I should drive you.”

“No need, lest they see us together.”

After bidding farewell to Lois Abbott, Greg Jensen called the motor-tricycle driver from a few days ago, found out he would be a while, and so he wandered around the county town.

Ever since Gareth Walker had knocked him silly, he stayed at home and it had been quite some time since he last visited the county town.

Looking at the street scenes that were botli strange and familiar, Greg Jensen felt as if he were living in a different world.

The recent events also felt like a dream; if not for the powerful True Qi within his body, he wouldn’t have been able to distinguish reality from fantasy. Observing the luxury cars speeding by and the high-rise buildings in the distance, Greg Jensen silently encouraged himself, believing that with diligent cultivation, he too could live the life he desired.

It didn’t take long for the motor-tricycle driver to arrive and deliver him back to Peach Blossom Village.

As soon as he reached the entrance, Lindsey Wolfe noticed him and asked with

a cold expression, “Where did you run off to yesterday?”

“In the mountains.”

Lindsey Wolfe was furious, “You stayed in the mountains last night too?”

“Mhm.”

Greg Jensen nodded his head with a simple smile.

Lindsey Wolfe glared at him, “Hurry up and go inside to change your clothes. I went to town earlier and got you two sets, look how dirty you are.”

Greg Jensen sighed in relief, thankful that he had intentionally dirtied his clothes, otherwise he really wouldn’t have been able to pass this test of his aunt’s.

He chuckled good-naturedly and went into his room, noticing several pieces of clothing lying on the bed.

Two short-sleeved T-shirts, a pair of shorts, and a pair of long pants, along with a jacket that wasn’t too thick.

Although the clothes looked like they were from a street stall, the quality wasn’t bad, and the styles were fairly recent, so they must not have been cheap. Lindsey Wolfe would never spend so much on clothes for herself, but she had never skimped when it came to Gregjensen.

Even if it was street stall merch, in Lindsey Wolfe’s eyes, these were already good clothes.

Greg Jensen didn’t say it out loud, but he was very touched, and this only strengthened his resolution to ensure his aunt would live a good life.

Not only to give his aunt a good life but also to do the same for those who had been truly kind to him. He wanted to make sure they all had better lives.

After Greg Jensen changed clothes and washed his face, he was about to head into the mountains to find a quiet place to cultivate, when Lindsey Wolfe approached him.

Silly Jensen, I’ve started a vegetable shop in town, come help me out.”

Greg Jensen didn’t agree. Right now, he just wanted to concentrate on cultivating; he had no interest in helping out at a vegetable shop.

Lindsey Wolfe saw Greg Jensen squatting on the ground, silent, and bent down

to ask him, “What’s wrong? You don’t want to?”

Lindsey Wolfe wore a short-sleeved shirt, and when she bent down, a large expanse of her white skin was exposed.

Greg Jensen couldn’t help but take a few extra glances, and when Lindsey Wolfe noticed, she didn’t cover up but instead deliberately shook herself a bit.

“Do you like what you see?”

“Yes.”

Lindsey Wolfe leaned in closer, almost pressing against him, and whispered,

Don’t lockyour door tonight, I’ll come over and give you a proper look.”

Greg Jensen hadn’t expected his aunt to be in such a mood, and didn’t know how to respond for a moment.

And the thought of being intimate with his aunt made him very uncomfortable, even though they had no blood relation-he had, after all, called her aunt for ’ many years.

Besides, the True Qi within him had not yet been refined, so he couldn’t get intimate with any woman.

Lindsey Wolfe, seeing him silent, thought he was dumbstruck by the view and couldn’t help feeling a bit smug.

“Such a big fool!”

Just then, someone shouted from outside, “Freya York, is Silly Jensen home?

Get him to come do some work for me!”

Hearing this, Lindsey Wolfe said to Greg Jensen, “Go on, go do some work for her.”

Although Greg Jensen had been foolish before, he was always obedient, and with his strong and robust build willing to put in the effort, people in the village liked to hire him for work.

And since the family was often in need of money, and Lindsey Wolfe wanted to cure Greg Jensen, she wouldn’t refuse.

Greg Jensen really didn’t want to go, but if he wanted to continue pretending to be foolish, he couldn’t refuse, so he reluctantly nodded in agreement.

It seemed he needed to find the right opportunity to reveal that he was no longer foolish, otherwise not only could he not concentrate on cultivating, he also couldn’t do business and earn big money.

If it weren’t for Uncle Hall’s recent death, he would already have said he wasn’t foolish anymore.

Still, he thought it best to wait. After all, to act in a play, one must play the part;

a small impatience could mess up a great plan. He absolutely couldn’t let anyone suspect him.

Greg Jensen stepped out of the courtyard and saw at the gate a woman with stunning looks and an exceptionally voluptuous figure.