The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Definitely!

At the thought, Lois Abbott suddenly became excited, even feeling tears welling up in his eyes.

Watching Greg Jensen approaching, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement, just about to speak, when Jensen shot him a warning glance.

Lois quickly realized and casually greeted, "Yo, isn't that Greg Jensen?"

"Mm."

Jensen smiled and nodded, then walked into the vegetable store.

It wasn't until he went inside that he discovered Lindsey Wolfe wasn't there, only Uncle Er was minding the store.

"Uncle Er, where's Auntie?"

"Freya didn't come today, she's resting at home."

Uncle Er, seeing Jensen, revealed a slight smile on his face.

Just as he was about to speak, a customer suddenly entered the store, and he promptly went to greet them.

Seeing this, Jensen said a word to Uncle Er and then hurried home.

Their house was finished, but they would have to wait for the house to dry completely before starting the interior decoration, so they were currently staying at Uncle Er's place.

Jensen returned to Uncle Er's house and went straight to Lindsey Wolfe's room, pushed the door, and found it was actually locked.

Moreover, there was a rustling sound inside, as if someone was undressing. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Jensen knew it wasn't the right time to be there and was about to leave when suddenly Freya's voice came from inside.

"Who's there?"

"Auntie, it's me, Greg Jensen."

The next second, the door opened, and Lindsey Wolfe, wearing only a tank top, poked her head out.

"You're back, come on in. I was just about to take a shower."

"Ah, then I'll come back later."

As Jensen spoke, he was about to return to his own room.

Having not seen him for half a month, Lindsey Wolfe wasn't willing to let him go and quickly pulled him into the room, even locking the door behind her.

"Why are you running? You've seen it all before."

"But..."

Lindsey interrupted him, delightedly saying, "But what? Stay and help me scrub my back."

With that, she stripped herself clean, her full and fair figure immediately before his eyes.

Jensen, watching, couldn't help but stare, and his breathing grew rapid.

Seeing his reaction, Lindsey Wolfe felt a bit of smug satisfaction and scoffed, "Idiot, what are you staring at? Hurry up and come scrub my back."

"Auntie, this... is this really okay?"

"What's wrong with it? It's not the first time."

Jensen's face was flushed with embarrassment. He had wanted to come clean to his aunt, but how could he say anything in this situation?

Yet if he didn't speak now, he might never have such a good opportunity again.

Seeing Jensen so conflicted, Lindsey Wolfe couldn't help but feel strange and asked, "Greg, what's wrong?"

Jensen bit his lip, turned his head away, and urgently said, "Auntie, please get dressed, I have something to tell you."

"What can't you say now?"

"Just get dressed first."

Lindsey Wolfe was startled, realizing that Jensen seemed a bit different, and quickly got dressed.

"I'm dressed now, what did you want to say?"

Jensen turned back to see that she really was dressed and let out a sigh of relief, then hesitantly said, "Auntie, my illness… it's actually cured. Lois Abbott found a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner..."

Lindsey Wolfe was shocked, staring and asking, "What did you say?"

"I said... my illness is cured."

"Get out!"

"Huh?"

Jensen was stunned, looking up with a baffled expression, only to see Lindsey Wolfe's face dark with anger, glaring at him furiously.

"I told you to get out!"

"Oh, okay."

Jensen snapped to his senses and quickly ran out.

Phew!

Lindsey Wolfe let out a long sigh, her cheeks burning red like the sunset on the horizon, completely devoid of any anger now.

"Oh my god, I'm so embarrassed, he saw everything."

Lindsey's face turned bright red with mortification, wishing she could just crawl into a hole and hide.

So awkward!

If Greg had still been an idiot, seeing would have been just seeing, but now he was normal, and he actually...

Lindsey felt like she could no longer face Greg.

So humiliating!

"It's not my fault, not my fault, who asked that silly boy not to tell me in advance?"

Lindsey paused, then embarrassedly said, "No, that's not right, he hasn't had the chance to say it since he got back."

At that moment, she was filled with regret, hating herself for being so hasty to undress and take a shower.

"No, that's not right, he could have called me in advance to tell me."

"Maybe he wanted to surprise me."

Lindsey argued with herself like a child.

"Hmph, it's all that silly boy's fault, he should have shared the good news immediately!"

Lindsey convinced herself of her reasoning, her eyes gradually firming with resolve as she said, "Yes, it's his fault, nothing to do with me."

With that thought, her heart felt much more at ease, and she began to undress again, preparing to take her shower.

Just then, the room door suddenly opened again, and Greg peeked in, asking, "Auntie, what do you want for lunch? I can make it for you…"

"Get out!"

Before Greg could finish his sentence, he saw a dark shadow thrown out.

He quickly reached out to catch it and looked down, immediately feeling bewildered.

Bang!

The room door was closed again, and this time it was locked.

Greg was dumbfounded, feeling the object in his hands was somewhat hot to touch, not knowing whether to keep holding it or to throw it away.

He wanted to return it, but the door was already locked; surely, he couldn't take it to his own room.

He stood at the door, indecisive for a long time, before finally using two fingers to carry the object back to his room, where he carefully placed it on the bed.

After completing these actions, he sighed with relief and sat on the edge of the bed, drifting into thought.

After an unknown amount of time, the door suddenly opened, and Lindsey walked in with a stern face.

Greg quickly stood up, his whole body tensing, and said with a sheepish smile, "Auntie..."

Lindsey asked seriously, "When did you regain your sanity?"

"Uh, just these past couple of days," Greg replied.

Lindsey looked at him suspiciously and further questioned, "The past couple of days?"

"Yeah, you know, recovery from an illness isn't instantaneous; it's gradual," he explained.

"Then why didn't you call me sooner to share the good news?"

Greg's expression faltered, and then he forced a smile, "It's... Lois wanted to give you a surprise, so I didn't call."

"Lois?"

"Yes, she's the one who told me not to call you."

Greg was sweating profusely; under these circumstances, he had no choice but to apologize to Lois later.

"Do you remember what happened before?"

"Ah, no, I don't."

Greg instantly realized and quickly added, "I only remember the significant events, daily life is all a blur. The doctor said that's normal."

"Oh."

Lindsey's expression relaxed slightly; she was afraid that Greg had regained his normalcy a while back and deliberately hadn't told her.

In such a case, she would have been truly embarrassed.

Thinking back to all the things she'd said to Greg in the past, she felt ashamed.

"Did you eat when you got back?"

"Yeah, this morning," he answered.

Lindsey nodded with the authority of an elder and was about to turn and leave when she suddenly caught sight of a patch of black on the bed.

She broke down instantly...