The Luckiest Dumb Doctor - Chapter 203

Chapter 203: Chapter 203: Something Serious_1

рlease,reading On ΒΟXΝOVEL.ϹʘM

“Heh heh…”

Director Wang looked up at Greg Jensen and let out a cold, noncommittal chuckle.

Craig Burley forced a smile and said, “Yeah, kids speak without thinking. Don’t stoop to his level, Director Wang. Besides, he means well.”

Everyone fell silent, and once again the private room became quiet.

With Director Wang noticeably displeased, who would dare to rub him the wrong way at this moment?

Old Lee wouldn’t have dared either, given that this was his direct superior, but thinking about the Pill that might replenish his vitality, he was overwhelmed with guilt.

(vitag.Init = window.vitag.Init || []).push(function(){viAPItag.display(“vi_765923973”)})

Seeing the atmosphere turn cold again, he gritted his teeth, squeezed out a smile uglier than crying, and said with forced bravery:

“I thought it was something serious. Director, I think Han Zhang is right. If we really have health issues, we need to address them quickly, without delay.

Take me for example… I truly have kidney deficiency. Thankfully, Greg pointed it out to me, otherwise, I would have been too embarrassed to mention it.”

“Hahaha.”

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

The hearty laughter, like a warm breeze in spring, melted the once stiff atmosphere of the room.

Seeing Old Lee go to such lengths to speak on his behalf, even revealing his health issues, Greg could not help but silently give him a thumbs up.

Old Lee was a good person to deal with, and truly stepped up when it mattered!

Stubborn as he might be, and not the highest emotional intelligence, his integrity was undeniable.

Watching everyone laughing happily, even Director Wang could no longer maintain his composure and joined in with a light chuckle.

He glanced at Greg, and with a hint of a smile asked, “So, tell me, what else have you diagnosed in me?”

Before Greg could reply, Director Wang warned, “Don’t you dare say I have kidney deficiency, or you’re out of here immediately.”

(vitag.Init = window.vitag.Init || []).push(function(){viAPItag.display(“vi_765923973”)})

“Haha, I couldn’t do that.”

Greg knew his opportunity had arrived, smiled joyfully, and then said, “Director Wang, have you been feeling dizzy and nauseous frequently lately?”

Director Wang’s face was stern. He was ready to scold Greg if his words were unpleasant, but upon hearing this question, he became serious.

“How did you know?”

Greg’s heart leaped with joy, knowing he had made the right gamble. He didn’t give a straight answer but asked in return, “Does the vein on your forehead pulsate often?”

At this, Director Wang’s expression became grave, and he nodded, “Indeed, I’ve been having that problem lately. I thought it was just lack of rest, so I didn’t pay much attention to it.”

Greg shook his head and said earnestly, “Could I take your pulse for a moment?”

“Sure, go ahead.”

This time, Director Wang did not say anything further, promptly rolling up his sleeve and exposing his wrist.

Greg sat down beside him, placed his fingers on the pulse, pondered for a moment, and then said as he looked up, “Director Wang, you show signs of cerebral vascular thrombosis.

I suggest you go to the hospital first thing tomorrow morning for a comprehensive check-up. This condition can’t be delayed; the sooner, the better.”

“This…”

(vitag.Init = window.vitag.Init || []).push(function(){viAPItag.display(“vi_765923973”)})

Director Wang’s brows furrowed immediately, his gaze fixed on Greg’s eyes, trying to determine if he was lying.

Greg smiled and said, “You could also go to the hospital right after dinner for a CT scan to know for sure.”

“Alright, I’ll take your word for it for now and check it out at the hospital after dinner,”

Director Wang said expressionlessly: “If you are wrong, consider the consequences.”

“Understood.”

Greg just smiled without saying anything more.

Following this incident, Director Wang had no appetite to continue eating. After a brief chat, he stood up and left.

Seeing this, the others also stood up, and the banquet came to an abrupt end.

After sending off the health department’s officials, Craig Burley came up to Greg with a helpless look, “You’re too impulsive, kid.”

Embarrassed, Greg smiled and replied, “I just panicked because Dreamscape Garden, although not a huge investment, is the first business I started on my own.”

“I know you’re anxious, but how can you rush into things like this?”

Craig Burley, favorably impressed by Greg, patiently explained: “It’s not that I mind offending the health department, but it’s about you.

(vitag.Init = window.vitag.Init || []).push(function(){viAPItag.display(“vi_765923973”)})

“Just think about it yourself—if you offend the health department, there’s no point in running your Dreamscape Garden anymore.”

“Uncle, I know that actually, and I definitely won’t be so impulsive next time.”

Greg Jensen knew that Craig Burley meant well for him, and his heart was filled with warmth.

Whether he encountered Adrian Wright, Spencer Burley, or even Jaden Ford, each of these people had a better background and family history than his.

Yet, among them, there was not a single one who was arrogant or would act superior.

Their character and the way they handled things made Greg feel incredibly comfortable and once again feel the warmth of the world.

Someone like Ethan Locke, a second-generation rich kid, was no match for the likes of Adrian Wright and Spencer Burley.

Sometimes Greg wondered to himself if his fortune took a turn for the better ever since he found the “Classics of Yin and Yang Harmony”.

“Are you sure Director Wang really has a health problem?”

“Don’t worry, uncle. That’s something I can assure you of.”

Greg said with full confidence.

“Director Wang is not a bad person; if he really finds a problem, he should be willing to help.”

(vitag.Init = window.vitag.Init || []).push(function(){viAPItag.display(“vi_765923973”)})

Craig Burley pondered for a moment, then sighed, “It’s useless to think too much about it now, let’s wait for the news. Alright, you guys should head back early, and I’m going home too.

Magnus, are you coming home with me?”

Spencer Burley glanced at Greg and said, “You go ahead, uncle. I’ll stay with Greg a little longer.”

“Alright then, drive slowly when you go back.”

“Will do.”

Craig Burley was about to leave when he suddenly thought of Old Li and turned back to ask, “By the way, what did you say to Old Li? Why did he thank me?”

Greg smiled and said, “Heh, it’s nothing serious. I just gave him a Pill to replenish his body, on your behalf.”

Craig Burley was stunned for a moment, then let out a wry laugh, “You kid…”

Then he said to Spencer Burley, “Learn a bit from Greg here, see how he gets things done. Don’t be a fool all the time.

Okay, you guys go enjoy yourselves, I’m heading off.”

“Take care, uncle.”

Spencer Burley watched his father drive away, turned around with a bewildered face, and said, “Greg, you saw it right?

(vitag.Init = window.vitag.Init || []).push(function(){viAPItag.display(“vi_765923973”)})

The position I hold at home is so low that even the dog raised by the family would slap me when it passes by.”

“Haha, no way.”

Greg couldn’t help but laugh, Spencer was such an unlucky fellow, getting shot even while lying down.

Spencer Burley sighed, then squeezed out a smile and said, “Greg, my dad might not speak nicely, but don’t take it to heart.”

“Haha, how could I?”

Greg laughed heartily, “I’m not a fool; how could I not know who treats me well?”

“Heh, as long as you don’t mind, that’s good.”

Spencer Burley felt a little relieved and then asked, “Greg, do you really think Director Wang is ill?”

Greg glanced at him, smiled, and asked, “Don’t you trust my medical skills?”

“I do.”

“Haha, you call me poor and I’d admit it, but if you say my medical skills are bad, I could never acknowledge that, even if you beat me to death.”

Right at that moment, Greg’s phone suddenly rang.

He took out his cell phone, saw an unfamiliar number, hesitated for a second, but still answered the call.

“Is this Greg Jensen?”

A female voice came through the phone, harsh in tone and slightly haughty.

Before Greg’s eyes materialized a voice, he asked with a frown, “Is this Lena Holmes?”

“Hmm, you do have good ears.”

Lena Holmes snorted coldly, “So? Are you willing to cooperate with our Sanjiang Company now?”