The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 431: Chapter 431: Climbing the Pole is Not a Deal_1

Greg Jensen chuckled, “I’ve been away on a business trip these past few days, how’s your mastery of the Qi and Blood Pills coming along?”

Amelia Simmons proudly lifted her head and took out a small medicine bottle from her bag, handing it over to Greg Jensen with a smile:

“Why don’t you check for yourself?”

“You’ve already refined them?”

Greg Jensen took the medicine bottle, poured out two Qi and Blood Pills, and carefully sniffed them, finding no issue. He couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration:

“Indeed, these are Qi and Blood Pills, and there’s nothing wrong with the medicinal mixture either.”

Amelia Simmons, having received the praise, raised her delicate chin and laughed, “I’m so skilled, don’t I get any reward?”

“Amelia…”

At that moment, a voice with a hint of complaint suddenly rang out.

Amelia Simmons stiffened, then, like a little deer, jumped down from Greg Jensen’s side and awkwardly looked towards the woman beside her.

“Uh, I almost forgot, this is my cousin Patricia Stuart. Cousin, this is Mr. Jensen I’ve told you about.”

“Mr. Jensen, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” she said with a smile.

Patricia Stuart was tall and shapely, with a cinched waist and pert buttocks. Her breasts were moderate in size, and her crimson lips, coupled with a touch of aloofness, nonetheless made her entire presence very alluring.

She exuded an air of mature femininity.

She nodded at Greg Jensen, and the unintentional glimpse of white ignited the imagination.

Greg Jensen returned the smile, “Haven’t eaten yet? Ingrid can just prepare some more.”

“Thank you, Mr. Jensen.”

Patricia Stuart returned the smile. Whether intentionally or not, when she spoke, her bright red tongue suddenly poked out and lightly licked the corner of her lips.

Greg Jensen was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

The three of them chatted for a bit, and Ingrid came out of the kitchen to announce that dinner was ready, so they made their way to the dining room.

Amelia Simmons playfully winked and sat down next to Patricia Stuart, “I’ll keep my cousin company today, I won’t sit with you.”

“Sit wherever you like,” Greg Jensen laughed.

Patricia’s lips curved slightly, and as she took her seat across from Greg Jensen, she laughed, “Then I need to apologize to Mr. Jensen for stealing your girlfriend.”

“It’s fine, let’s eat.”

The dinner prepared by Ingrid included all of Greg Jensen’s favorite dishes, and she had even opened a special bottle of Maotai for him.

The trio ate and talked, maintaining a rather harmonious atmosphere.

As Greg Jensen was eating, he suddenly felt a foot slide over.

He was momentarily stunned and looked up to see Amelia Simmons also eating, her head down, so clearly it wasn’t her leg.

Turning his head, he saw Patricia Stuart looking over, her smile even more evident at the corner of her lips.

Greg Jensen got the hint, and smiled silently in acknowledgment.

Patricia Stuart’s movements became even bolder as if she wished she could stretch her entire self across.

With a tickling heart, Greg Jensen suddenly got up, “My stomach is a bit upset, I’m going to use the restroom.”

His abrupt action startled Patricia, and when he mentioned the restroom, she came to her senses.

A blush of red climbed onto her tempting face.

Greg Jensen gave her a deep look, then got up and left the dining room, heading straight for the restroom on the first floor.

No sooner had he gone in, footsteps approached the doorway.

Patricia Stuart then pushed the door and entered.

Without hesitation, Greg Jensen pinned her against the wall and asked with a naughty smile, “Why are you following me into the restroom?”

Patricia Stuart flashed an alluring smile, her soft hand caressing Greg Jensen’s chest, whispering, “What I want, Mr. Jensen must know better than I do.”

Greg Jensen asked, “Aren’t you afraid Amelia will find out?”

“Mr. Jensen, are you afraid?”

“Why would I be afraid?”

PatriciaStuart smiled softly, “Though neither of us is afraid, I still suggest we hurry.”

With that, without waiting for Greg Jensen to respond, she knelt down before him.

Just then, the voice of Amelia Simmons came from the doorway, “Sister-in-law Ying, have you seen my cousin?”

“No, what happened?”

“It’s nothing, she said she was going to the car to get something. Why hasn’t she come back?”

“Should I go outside and check?”

“Never mind, I’ll go myself.”

The sound of footsteps outside gradually faded away.

Greg Jensen patted Patricia Stuart’s little head and smiled, “Let’s go back to dinner first.”

“Mm.”

Patricia stood up and pinched Greg hard, chuckling as she walked out.

Just as the two of them had returned to the dining room, Amelia came in from outside.

“Eh, cousin, where did you go just now?”

Patricia candidly said, “I went to get something, and after coming back, I went to the restroom to touch up my makeup.”

“Oh, let’s eat quickly or it’ll get cold.”

“Alright.”

Patricia smiled and, while Amelia wasn’t looking, she winked at Greg, implying, “Today’s food is really delicious.”

Amelia was unsuspecting and said, “Then eat up.”

Greg, provoked by flirtation, didn’t eat well and simply went back to his room to practice his cultivation.

After a few cycles of the Guidance Technique, the restlessness in his heart finally settled down.

He suddenly realized that ever since he began practicing the “Yin-Yang Harmony Sutra,” he had been particularly irritable and easily stirred by others.

All things in this world had their price silently marked, perhaps this was the cost of cultivating the “Yin-Yang Harmony Sutra.”

Greg couldn’t be bothered to think about it further and, taking Amelia, who had just come back to the bedroom, began tonight’s “homework.”

In the next room, Patricia’s legs were entwined, her breathing a bit rapid.

She had heard Amelia talk a lot about Greg and had fantasized about what he would be like before meeting him in person.

But after meeting him, she felt her fantasies were rather conservative.

Not only was Greg handsome, but that mysterious aura he had was fatally attractive to a little woman like her.

She didn’t consider herself a promiscuous woman, yet upon seeing Greg, her mind was filled with alluring images.

Now, hearing the sounds from the next room, she felt as though her body was on fire, burning hot as if about to melt.

The image of Greg kept surfacing in her mind.

“Hmm…”

Patricia let out a pained murmur as the flames within her burst forth completely.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

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Early the next morning, Greg stepped out of the bedroom feeling refreshed, and happened to run into Patricia, who had just left her room.

Patricia looked much worse than the day before, with especially noticeable dark circles.

“Didn’t sleep well?” Greg asked.

“It was okay.”

Patricia gave him a wistful glance, her heart filled with helplessness; she had thought that after Greg was done, he would definitely come to find her.

Instead, she waited until it was nearly dawn, and still, Greg never came.

Greg, reading her reaction, immediately understood and said with a wicked smile, “Did you have a bad dream last night? You look so out of sorts.”

Patricia responded with a half-smile, “Yes, I dreamed of a bad guy who has the desire but not the courage!”

Greg’s face turned red, he coughed to cover his embarrassment, “Let’s go, eat, Sister-in-law Ying has already prepared the meal.”

After saying that, he walked toward the dining room with his hands behind his back.

Patricia watched his retreating figure, stomped her foot in frustration, and then followed after him.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Greg’s mouth split into a silent smile.

Chasing after someone isn’t a transaction; a girl like Patricia wouldn’t give her heart willingly unless she’s kept in suspense for a while.