The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 147 - 146: New Insights_1

Chapter 146: Chapter 146: New Insights_1

“Alright, let’s step out for now and let the old man rest a bit longer.”

” When will he wake up then?”

Greg Jensen laughed, “That won’t happen so quickly; there’s still some congestion in his head that only he can absorb on his own.

Plus, lying down for such a long time, the sudden decrease in pressure in his head definitely requires some time to adjust to.”

“Oh, I see.”

“Yep, let’s go out for now, leaving just one person here is fine.”

Greg Jensen stood up but swayed slightly, almost losing his balance.

He knew this was a side effect of overusing True Qi and didn’t make much of it, but Lois Abbott by his side was startled.

She quickly ran over to support Greg Jensen, anxiously asking, “Greg, are you alright?”

“It’s nothing, just a bit tired, we can rest on the sofa for a while.”

“Mhm, I’ll help you.”

Kingsley Harrison also hurried over and, together with Lois Abbott, helped Greg Jensen to the living room to sit down.

“Greg, you’ve really worked hard.”

Thinking of his and his wife’s attitude, Kingsley Harrison couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, he awkwardly said, “About what happened just now… I’m really sorry.”

“Haha, Uncle Kingsley, if you say that, you’re being too formal,” Greg Jensen laughed.

Seeing Greg Jensen’s condition, Kingsley Harrison felt even more remorseful and said, “Greg, I’ve made up my mind; whether you can cure the old man or not, I’ll take over the hotel.”

Now he had seen for himself that, putting aside whether Greg Jensen could cure the old man or not, at least he wasn’t a fraud.

And Greg had clearly exhausted a great deal of energy in trying to treat the old man. If that didn’t awaken Kingsley Harrison’s conscience, he really would have lived his years in vain.

So, cured or not cured, Kingsley Harrison was grateful.

“Haha, there’s no rush, let’s see how it goes.”

Greg Jensen laughed nonchalantly, without the slightest worry in his heart.

Cure impossible?

How could that be?

That was a healing method passed down from the immortals!

Even if someone had breathed their last, he was confident he could give it a try.

“Greg, why don’t you have some fruit?”

“No, I’ll take a nap.”

Greg Jensen shook his head, closed his eyes to rest, seemingly taking a break, but in fact, he was practicing the Guidance Technique to refine True Qi anew.

After circulating his energy for two complete cycles, he suddenly discovered that each time after his True Qi was completely depleted and refilled, the speed of circulation became a bit faster.

What was the reason for this?

Greg Jensen pondered in his mind and eventually found the answer in a piece titled “Qi Refinement Notes.”

“When strength empties and energy is exhausted, the new strength that emerges surpasses the old, without exception!”

In simple terms, True Qi was like training for strength; each time you exhaust your strength, the speed of growth accelerates significantly.

It’s a natural phenomenon in response to the body’s excessive demands for something.

For instance, if you usually can only eat one bowl of rice, but when you’re extremely hungry, you may eat more.

That’s why you shouldn’t skip meals when dieting; those who skip dinner every day get such a scary rebound.

The same goes for True Qi!

After Greg Jensen’s True Qi was used up, his body intensely craved True Qi, naturally increasing the speed and quantity of Qi refinement.

It looks like he needed to use it more often!

With new insights, Greg Jensen felt elated; he slowly opened his eyes, about to speak when he saw Kylie Lampe run out of the room.

She appeared excited, pointing to the room, her lips trembling for a long time before she could say, “Dad… he’s awake.”

“What?”

Kingsley Harrison suddenly stood up and hurriedly ran into the room.

” Let’ s go take a look too.”

Greg Jensen got up and walked in with Lois Abbott.

They saw the old man lying on the bed, his eyes cloudy and his expression somewhat vacant. When he saw Kingsley Harrison, a glimmer of light shone in his eyes.

He opened his mouth but couldn’t make a sound.

Seeing this, Kingsley Harrison quickly leaned in close to his father’s mouth, trying to hear what he was saying.

After a long while, he raised his head, his face covered in tears, and excitedly said, “My dad says… he’s hungry…”

“That’s great, he knows he’s hungry, which means his consciousness is clear now.”

Kylie Lampe’s face was filled with excitement. “I’ll go make something for Dad to eat right now.”

Seeing this, Greg Jensen quickly stopped her, saying, “Food isn’t the priority right now. Take this Pill, scrape some powder from it, mix it in water, and let him drink it.

He hasn’t eaten in a long time, so it’s best if he doesn’t eat anything right now. Later on, he can have some liquid food.”

“Alright, alright…”

Kylie Lampe hurriedly took the Pill and went out. A little while later, she came back in with a cup of water and slowly fed it to the old man with a spoon.

After drinking down about half a cup of water, the old man finally regained some energy. His face, pale from illness, was now flush with color, no longer resembling someone who had been ill for a long time.

What’s more, he was actually able to speak, which overjoyed Kingsley Harrison to no end.

He quickly asked, “Dad, how do you feel now?”

“Can’t… move, uncomfortable.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll feel better after a while once you recover.”

Although Kingsley Harrison already knew that the old man’s chances of regaining movement were slim, he still smiled and comforted him.

The old man asked, “How long… have I slept?”

“Three years, you’ve been in a coma for three years.”

“Three years? That long…”

The old man looked at his son and then his daughter-in-law, and managed a faint smile, saying softly, “You’ve had a hard time these years.”

Tears also streamed down Kylie Lampe’s face as she shook her head and said, “It hasn’t been tough; you are my dad, and it’s our duty to do these things.”

After the family talked for a bit, Greg Jensen gave the old man another two needles, told him to have a good rest, and then returned to the living room.

Once in the living room, Kingsley Harrison and Kylie Lampe knelt on the floor with a thud.

Greg Jensen and Lois Abbott were startled and quickly helped the two to their feet.

“Uncle Kingsley, what are you doing?”

“It’s nothing; this kneel is only right, a lifesaving grace. Even offering my life to you would not be too much.”

Greg Jensen gave a wry smile and said, “You are my elder; kneeling to me is like shortening my life.”

Lois Abbott followed, “Yeah, Uncle Kingsley, you don’t need to be so formal with us. You’ve had so many years of friendship with my dad, why make such a big deal over a small matter?”

“How is this a small matter?”

Kingsley Harrison shook his head and said with a bitter smile, “For three years, I’ve been living in fear, afraid that I’d wake up one day to find father gone, thanks to you all…”

Greg Jensen laughed heartily and said, “Uncle Kingsley, if you really want to thank me, then come work at my hotel. We had an agreement, remember?”

Hearing him mention this, Kylie Lampe beside him felt a bit embarrassed and awkwardly said, “Greg, I’m sorry for the misunderstanding earlier.”

“It’s alright; we’re family. There’s no right or wrong among us,” Greg Jensen replied with a smile.

Kingsley Harrison also took a more relaxed stance, smiling and saying, “Greg, just tell me when to start working.”

Now it was Greg Jensen’s turn to feel awkward, as he sheepishly said, “My hotel hasn’t opened yet.”

“Haha…”

Laughter suddenly filled the living room.