The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Norman Holmes sighed and continued, "Originally, when you passed me information, I was full of gratitude towards you, but why did you have to go after Miss Abbott?"

Wayne responded with an innocent face, "Norman, I had no choice, if I didn't go, Kenny Walker would have killed me!"

Hearing his words, Bryce Cooke couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, "I've asked around, and this idea was yours. If you hadn't come up with it, would Kenny Walker have made you go after Miss Abbott?"

Bobby Prince said coldly, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Upon hearing this, Wayne slumped to the ground, staring blankly as he said, "I just wanted to live, what's wrong with that? Besides, hasn't Miss Abbott escaped substantial harm?"

Norman Holmes shook his head, "You should be thankful that Miss Abbott didn't suffer substantial harm, otherwise where would you get the chance to talk so much?"

Wayne stretched his mouth into a pitiful smile and said, "Just tell me, how do you want to deal with me?"

After pondering for a long time, Norman Holmes was at a loss as to the right course of action, and could only wave his hand, "Lock him up for now. We'll ask Mr. Jensen's opinion tomorrow."

"Yes, Second Master!"

...

As the night deepened, the world lapsed into silence.

Perhaps Kenny Walker's name was too renowned, for even without a means to spread it, the news of Kenny Walker's arrest spread like wildfire.

"It's fake, right? This is Riverhaven County, who would dare touch him?"

"It's true. My third uncle's nephew is with that guy, Bryce Cooke, and he claims to have seen it all.

They say they broke his limbs and even had the inspectors arrest him. Looks like he's not getting out in this lifetime."

"Damn, who's so ruthless?"

"Don't know exactly who, but I've heard the name Mr. Jensen."

"Mr. Jensen?"

There are nearly ten thousand people with the surname Jensen in Riverhaven County—if not ten thousand, then eight thousand. Which Jensen is so badass to dare mess with Kenny Walker? n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"This Mr. Jensen is no ordinary person."

"Riverhaven County is about to see some big changes."

The news of Kenny Walker's arrest quickly spread throughout the entire Riverhaven County.

In a short span of time, almost everyone was inquiring who this so-called Mr. Jensen really was.

However, no matter the connections they used, they could find not even the slightest bit of information about "Mr. Jensen."

This Mr. Jensen seemed to have materialized out of thin air, dealing with Kenny Walker before vanishing without leaving a trace.

At this time, Greg Jensen opened his eyes helplessly, only to see Lois Abbott playing with her long hair, brushing it over his face.

"You and your sister really do share the same hobbies!"

Greg inadvertently spoke the truth, as he recalled how Xue, on the morning he had kept Norman Holmes company, teased him in a similar fashion.

After he spoke, he realized the mistake and opened his mouth to explain, but saw Lois showing not the slightest anger, instead revealing an amused smile.

Perhaps Greg's sedatives had taken effect, and following a night's rest, Lois's mental state had clearly improved greatly.

She asked cheerfully, "Do you like Snow?"

"Uh..."

Greg was taken aback, staring at her blankly, not knowing what she was aiming at.

Lois leaned in close, asking with a smile, "How about... I talk with Snow, see if she'll keep you company tonight?"

At her words, Greg's forehead instantly broke out in a fine layer of cold sweat as he replied with an awkward laugh, "No... there's no need."

"Really no need?" Lois looked at him doubtfully.

Greg shook his head repeatedly, "No need, really no need."

Lois straightened up, huffing, "Tch, forget it then. Let me tell you, you won't find this shop after passing this village."

"Uh..."

"I'll go make you some food."

After saying that, Lois left the bedroom, leaving a bewildered Greg sitting on the bed, staring vacantly.

"What's the situation? Was she serious just now?"

Greg thought of Lois's slender, youthful figure and her cute face, and felt a warmth spread inside him.

Especially the first time they met, when she stood alone at the stairwell, stubbornly refusing to let Brandon go upstairs, she seemed all the more adorable.

There's an old saying, cuteness doesn't stand a chance in front of sexiness, but sexiness is just as defenseless in front of frailness.

That's why 'tea girls' are so popular in today's society.

That kind of tender, vulnerable charm greatly satisfies a man's desire to conquer.

"No, no, that's Lois's sister, my sister-in-law, I shouldn't be thinking like this."

Greg felt evil just considering it and quickly expelled those inappropriate thoughts from his mind.

Just as he was about to get out of bed, he suddenly realized that Lois was standing in the doorway.

Greg thought his eyes were playing tricks on him and asked blankly, "Lois? When did you get back?"

"Just now, brother. What were you thinking about just now that made you smile so lewdly?"

"Uh..."

Greg's face instantly turned red.

Lois feigned surprise and said, "Oh, brother, you couldn't have been thinking about me, could you?"

Greg's face became even redder, and he said awkwardly, "Nonsense, how could that be possible?"

"Hehe, I guessed right!"

Lois bounced over, threw herself onto Greg, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gazed into his eyes with deep affection.

"Confess, were you thinking of doing something bad to me?"

"No, absolutely not!"

Greg hurriedly shook his head.

Lois suddenly laughed, a look of 'I see right through you' on her face, and mischievously said, "You say no, but oh..."

The next second, she sprang to the floor like a startled bunny, and took two steps back, still visibly shaken.

She stared at Greg with wide eyes, her face flushed, and said, "Brother-in-law, you're so naughty, early in the morning..."

"I..."

"I'm not talking to you anymore."

After saying that, Lois ran off with her face covered.

Greg couldn't help but wear an exasperated expression, never expecting social death to come so suddenly.

After who knows how long, he finally snapped out of it, only for his phone to ring at that moment.

Seeing it was Norman calling, he picked up casually.

"Big Bro, calling so early, what do you need?"

"Haha, it's nothing big, just that there's someone I wanted to consult you about."

Greg was taken aback and said blankly, "You can handle it yourself, why ask me?"

"Well, it's like this..."

Even Norman himself hadn't realized that in his subconscious, he had already started treating Greg as his boss.

Hearing Greg inquire, he naturally explained the situation with Wayne.

Listeing to this, Greg's brow furrowed slightly and he asked, "Big Bro, are you trying to plead for him?"

"Sigh, how should I put this?"

Norman sighed and said, "I know Wayne can't be kept around, but after all the years we've spent together, and since he also warned me..."

Greg didn't let him finish and said with a smile, "Hmm, I understand, then just break both his arms and banish him from Riverhaven County for life, so he never comes back."

To Greg, Wayne was a character not even worth considering.

Although Wayne's life was of little value, with Norman pleading on his behalf, Greg was happy to go with the flow and grant this favor.