The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Greg Jensen quickly explained, "Ah, that's not my fault, you were the one who threw it out."

"Oh my, I'm so embarrassed!"

Lindsey Wolfe, blushing furiously, stamped her foot and, clutching that wad of whatever it was, ran out quickly.

"So... did I pass the test?"

Greg Jensen let out a long sigh and sat back down on the bed.

Remembering that the wad had just been by his side, he couldn't help but lift it to his nose and sniff it.

A faint scent entered his nostrils.

His body stirred once more.

He quickly channeled the True Qi within his body, letting it flow through his meridians in a cycle to calm his mind a bit.

"Let's go check on the medicinal fields first."

Greg Jensen knew it wasn't the right time to see Lindsey Wolfe, and thus, he got up and headed out the door toward the medicinal fields contracted to Old Liu.

Old Liu seemed to have known he was coming and was already waiting at the edge of the fields.

Seeing Greg Jensen arrive, he hurriedly came forward to greet him.

"Mr. Jensen..."

Old Liu greeted him with a smile, and then explained, "Don't worry, I gave the workers in the medicinal fields half a day off just now."

"Hmm, let's go inside and take a look."

Around the perimeter of the medicinal fields, a wire fence had been erected primarily to prevent wild animals and poultry from causing damage. With such a large expanse of medicinal fields, the wire fence also facilitated management.

The fifty or sixty acres of medicinal fields contained several kinds of herbs that were now fully matured and ready for harvesting before being transported to Chestor Ware's company.

The two parties had already signed a procurement contract, and the deal was virtually risk-free for Greg Jensen.

"The technician said it's time to harvest. The villagers are all busy with the autumn harvest these days, and once they are finished, I'll organize a picking crew."

"Hmm, good job," Greg Jensen nodded and said, "Hurry with the harvesting to avoid the rain. If the herbs rot in the fields, it would cause trouble."

An excited Old Liu, pleased with the praise, quickly replied, "Don't worry, Mr. Jensen, I'll get some people over to start harvesting tomorrow."

"Hmm."

Greg Jensen pulled out a small porcelain bottle from his chest, poured out eight antidote pills, and handed them over.

Seeing him pull out so many antidotes at once, Old Liu's eyes immediately lit up, but then he hesitated.

Looking up at Greg Jensen, he said, "Mr. Jensen, thank you for your trust, but isn't this a bit too much for me to take all at once?"

"It's not too much. I might be in the county for the entire next month and won't have time to deliver more antidotes to you."

"Err, how about I come to the county and help you out?"

Greg Jensen glanced at him with a sneer and said, "You sure know how to climb up the ladder!"

Old Liu said with a flattering laugh, "Hehe, just following Mr. Jensen's footsteps. You eat the meat, and I'll be fine with just the soup."

"Enough with your little schemes. I'll call you over when I need you," Greg Jensen said.

"Alright then, I'll wait for your message."

Old Liu, thrilled, pocketed the antidotes and then took Greg Jensen on a round through the medicinal fields.

After the tour, Greg Jensen found that Old Liu had taken very good care of the herbs; not a single leaf showed signs of insect damage.

He offered Old Liu words of encouragement before heading towards the vegetable fields.

Along the way, many villagers greeted him, and Greg Jensen responded with a smile.

Noticing something was amiss, two villagers asked him about it, and he simply told them that he had become smarter and was no longer the fool he once was.

At the same time as they were surprised, the two villagers began spreading the news.

In less than half an hour, the news had spread throughout the entire Peach Blossom Village.

By the time noon arrived for lunch, even the second uncle, who was watching the store in town, had heard the news and closed up shop to rush back home.

"Greg, are you really not silly anymore?"

15:15

The second uncle was still somewhat incredulous, sizing up Greg from head to toe as if trying to see what exactly had changed about him.

Greg's heart was filled with warmth, and he smiled, "Second uncle, rest assured, I'm really not silly anymore."

"Hahaha, that's fantastic, our Jensen Family's ancestors have manifested their power and finally cured your illness."

The second uncle was so moved that he wept with joy.

Greg was the only college graduate in the Jensen Family and Peach Blossom Village. After he became silly, those villagers who didn't know the inside story said that the Jensen Family had done something wrong.

Therefore, the ancestors must have been punishing them by turning the only hope of the Jensen Family into a silly boy.

Today, Greg had finally returned to normal, and the second uncle was close to crying with joy.

"Come with me, let's go offer incense to our ancestors!"

"Alright."

Greg, feeling resigned, followed the second uncle to the Jensen Family ancestral hall.

After offering three sticks of incense with utmost sincerity, the second uncle mumbled a prayer in front of the ancestral tablets. Then, with a grand wave of his hand, he laughed and said, "Let's go, back home to celebrate!"

When the second uncle spoke of celebration, it meant a real celebration. All the Jensen Family members were called over.

Those with money contributed funds, and those with strength lent a hand, setting up no less than seven or eight tables, filling both the inside and outside of the courtyard, all to celebrate Greg's return to normalcy.

Greg, moved to tears, raised his glass and said, "Thank you all for taking care of me during this time. I, Greg Jensen, promise to lead everyone to wealth and prosperity."

After speaking, he drained his glass in one go.

"Good!"

All the Jensens shouted in approval, their faces beaming with joy as they raised their glasses and took a drink as well.

They were happy to see Greg back to normal, but as for him leading them to riches, they just listened without much expectation.

After all, Greg had just recovered, and even the Jensen Family's house was built with the money earned by Lindsey Wolfe.

Greg, sensitive in thought, noticed what everyone was thinking, but he didn't point it out.

To him, whether they believed it or not wasn't important; what mattered was that everyone could live a good life.

"Freya, why don't you say a few words?" the second uncle smiled.

Lindsey Wolfe was still somewhat embarrassed and didn't dare to face Greg. Upon hearing the second uncle's words, she was startled at first and then realized what he meant.

She smiled shyly and said, "What can I, a mere woman of the household, have to say?"

"Hey, that's not like you at all!"

"Right, our Jensen Family has no such rule; just speak your mind. Everyone is waiting to hear."

The crowd chuckled and encouraged her, with Greg also giving her an encouraging look. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Seeing this, Lindsey Wolfe stood up, and not knowing what to say, it took her a while before she said, "Well... I also promise everyone that I will make sure we all live a good life."

"Haha, your promise sounds quite like what Greg said. Why don't you two just get together? After all, you have the same goal."

"Yes, yes, that's settled then!"

"Hahahaha..."

Someone started the teasing, and others followed suit, causing Lindsey Wolfe to blush deeply and feel a bit at a loss.

Greg was the only college graduate in the village, while she was just a rural woman and also a widow with a child in tow.

If Greg were still the silly Greg, Lindsey Wolfe wouldn't have thought much of it.

But now, she truly felt she was not worthy of him.

As everyone joined in the teasing, Lindsey Wolfe, without thinking, blurted out, "Stop it, you guys. He is a college graduate; how could he take a liking to me?"

Suddenly, the surroundings fell silent, and everyone exchanged glances, realizing the problem at hand.

They also felt that now Lindsey Wolfe no longer matched the current Greg Jensen.