The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Taylor Ware pursed her lips, ready to make a few sarcastic remarks, but suddenly remembered her father’s illness had been cured by Greg Jensen, and she couldn’t help but freeze on the spot.

If she let Greg intervene, it would make her seem inferior, and she couldn t swallow her pride; but if she didn’t, the person in front of her seemed to be in some danger.

After a moment of hesitation, she decided to try her own method first and would only ask Greg for help if that failed.

“I told you to move aside, don’t you understand?”

Seeing the patient in a critical condition, Greg didn’t have time to explain things to her and simply grabbed her by the neck and tossed her aside like a chicken.

Then he crouched down, rudely tearing open Spencer Burley’s clothes to reveal

a chest utterly devoid of muscle.

Being thrown aside in front of everyone, Taylor felt a deep humiliation.

She stood up angrily, about to confront Greg with all she had but was suddenly stopped in her tracks again.

By this time, Greg had taken out the silver needle he always carried with him, disinfected it, and began to insert the needles into Spencer’s chest one after the other.

His technique was extremely skilled, and the speed was at its limit.

What was even more astonishing was that the trajectory of each needle insertion seemed to follow a certain pattern, looking very smooth and making onlookers subconsciously fixated, reluctant to look away.

In the blink of an eye, Spencer’s chest was filled with silver needles.

Greg focused and calmly gave a sharp slap on Spencer s chest.

With a smack, the silver needles visibly trembled at a rate discernible to the naked eye, even emitting a faint buzzing sound.

The next second, Spencer’s chest began to heave violently, and his complexion rapidly changed from blue to red.

The onlookers, witnessing this scene, all held their breath, too tense even to breathe heavily.

“Cough cough…”

Sudden severe coughs rang out, and Spencer Burley struggled to open his eyes, his gaze filled with exhaustion and confusion.

“What… what happened to me?”

“Hey, he’s awake, he really woke up!”

“Fuck, that’s incredible!”

“Divine Doctor!”

A cheer erupted from the crowd; regardless of whether they knew Spencer or not, joyous smiles spread across everyone’s faces.

Taylor was no exception.

The contempt and doubt in her heart had vanished with those coughs, replaced by a deep shock and an indescribable sentiment.

She stared blankly at Greg’s retreating figure, her eyes filled with amazement, appreciation, and even a hint of admiration.

Isn’t he amazing?

Is this the power of traditional Chinese medicine?

In the blink of an eye, he could pull a person back from the brink of death!

No wonder her father said he was a Divine Doctor; his medical skills were indeed that impressive.

Taylor herself didn’t realize that her dislike for Greg had nothing to do with the embrace they shared that night.

The main reason was because of her father Chestor Ware’s praise for Greg. When Taylor was young, during the time her father Chestor Ware was building his business from scratch, he was so busy that he had no time to spend with her.

Furthermore, with her constant practice of martial arts, Chestor often criticized her, which left her with a great sense of resentment.

Because of this, when she saw her father praising Greg, she felt somewhat aggrieved.

They were both young; she was Chestor Ware’s daughter, so why should her father praise someone else and not acknowledge her?

However, facts proved that Chester’s judgment was right, and there was a reason for his praise of Greg.

Greg’s medical skills were indeed powerful, and she couldn’t help but acknowledge it.

“Everyone spread out, don’t crowd around here, let some fresh air circulate.’

Seeing the miracle unfold, Greg’s words became an absolute command. Before the echo of his voice faded, everyone scattered with a whoosh, standing at a distance to watch.

Adrian Wright saw his friend awake and was almost moved to tears, excitedly saying, “Spencer, man, you scared the living hell out of me.”

“Yeah, it was terrifying. We were just talking, and suddenly you passed out. If it weren’t for the Divine Doctor saving you, we might have lost you.”

“Glad you’re awake. Otherwise, we really wouldn’t know howto explain it to your old man.”

Listening to everyone chattering about what happened, Spencer Burley finally realized what had transpired.

He was still optimistic, not worrying about his health, but said with a grin.

“Divine Doctor, thankyou. From today onward, I’m your guy. Um… are you lacking a wife by any chance?”

“Get lost!”

Greg Jensen, with a face full of aggravation, laughed and scolded, “You still have the mood to joke around, do you have any idea how dangerous it was just now? A little later and your little life would have been over.”

“I’m not joking though, do you want a wife or not?”

Spencer Burley laughed and said, “I have an older sister, beautiful and with a sweet voice, loves arranging flowers and doing housework; she just doesn’t like going out and the family is worried sick about her marrying off.”

“Uh, the wife you’re talking about… is your sister?”

“What else?”

Spencer Burley looked bewildered and said, “You didn’t think it was me, did you?”

“Hahaha…”

A burst of laughter suddenly filled the crowd, immediately dispersing the life- and-death tension that had been present.

Spencer Burley earnestly continued, “Seriously though, my sister is really great…”

“Heh, is your sister older than I am?”

“Heh, is your sister cuter than I am?”

Two chilly voices suddenly emerged, carrying a bone-chilling coldness, as if they could freeze someone solid.

Spencer Burley’s heart inexplicably shuddered and when he looked up, he saw two beautiful women, big and small, staring at him coldly.

“These two are…”

“Oh, this is my girlfriend Lois Abbott, and the other is her younger sister Iris.” Upon hearing this, Spencer Burley looked helplessly at Greg Jensen and said with a touch of complaint, “Dude, you’ve got a girlfriend? You should have said something earlier…”

Greg Jensen replied, torn between laughter and tears, “You never asked me, man.”

“Hahaha.”

The crowd burst into laughter once again.

Taylor Ware, standing nearby, couldn’t help but feel surprised; she hadn’t expected Greg Jensen’s girlfriend to be so striking, and it seemed that her younger sister also had an interest in him.

What’s more, she knew this person as they had both attended the same social gathering with their fathers and had enjoyed a cheerful chat.

She glanced at Lois Abbott’s figure and then at her own chest muscles, which had grown increasingly robust from years of martial arts training, feeling a surge of inferiority.

Considering that it was this woman who was lying in Greg Jensen’s arms last night, making those embarrassing noises, she felt a flicker of jealousy.

Ah, what’s gotten into me?

Taylor Ware’s face instantly flushed red, inwardly chastising herself for feeling envious over an unashamed flirt.

She shot Greg Jensen a resentful glance and quietly moved to slip away from the crowd, intending to rest for a while on a bench.

However, the moment she stirred, Lois Abbott noticed.

“Taylor, what brings you here?” Lois Abbott said with surprise.

With no other choice, Taylor Ware feigned enthusiasm and replied, “Iris, it’s been so long.”

“Did you come by yourself?”

“Uh, did you?”

Taylor Ware regretted the question as soon as it left her mouth, wishing she could slap herself.

Sure enough, Lois Abbott pointed to Greg Jensen and happily declared, “No, I came with my boyfriend and my sister.”