The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 365: Chapter 365 Squandering Natural Resources_1

At that moment, Amelia Simmons came over, curious, she asked, “Dad, what’s this uncle doing?”

“Amelia, you’re back.”

Seeing his daughter return, Mick Simmons’s face immediately showed a gentle smile, and he softly said, “Mr. Jensen is treating grandpa.”

“Treating?”

Amelia blinked her big eyes in surprise and asked, “Can he cure grandpa’s illness?”

“Of course, he can, Amelia, just you wait, your grandpa will be able to stand up very soon.”

“That’s wonderful!”

A joyful smile spread across Amelia’s sweet face as she happily said, “Then grandpa can demonstrate for me personally.”

Mick Simmons smiled wryly and said, “Girl, not to critique, but you’re sixteen now and you still don’t know how to put on makeup, always practicing with swords and guns…”

Amelia gave him a look and pouted, “Hmmph, I don’t care, grandpa agreed anyway, you can’t stop me.”

Mick Simmons, caught between laughter and tears, said, “I’m not trying to stop you, just reminding you, at this rate, you’ll never get married.”

“If I can’t get married, then so be it. I want to stay with grandpa for my whole life and never get married.”

“Child, how can you not get married.”

While Mick Simmons was speaking, he saw Greg Jensen suddenly stand up and begin to tidy up; he hastily walked over.

“Mr. Jensen, my father, he…”

Greg Jensen, looking somewhat exhausted, gave a small smile and said, “He’s alright now; just a little weak. Another two hours of sleep should see him awake.”

Donald Simmons’s face was full of joy, his voice quivering with excitement as he said, “That’s great, thank you Mr. Jensen, thank you!”

His father had passed away early, and having been raised in his uncle’s home, he had long treated Fraser Simmons as his own father.

Now that Fraser Simmons was in great health and might even further improve, he was truly grateful to Greg Jensen from the bottom of his heart.

“Please take a moment to rest over there.”

Mick Simmons quickly helped Greg Jensen to a sofa nearby and then hesitated before quickly moving to a safe.

After opening it, he took out a small square box and placed it solemnly on the coffee table, then pushed it towards Greg Jensen.

Greg Jensen was taken aback and asked, “What’s this…?”

“Mr. Jensen, this is an Elixir that can restore True Qi. Please, take it to recover some strength,” Mick Simmons said.

“Huh.”

An Elixir that restores True Qi?

Isn’t that similar to a Qi Replenishing Pill?

Greg Jensen, curiosity piqued, opened the box to find a pill slightly larger than a soybean, dull in color and unappealing in appearance.

Compared to a Qi Replenishing Pill, it wasn’t much, let alone those selling for tens of thousands, such as the Blood and Qi Pill.

This thing was for human consumption?

Greg Jensen couldn’t help but feel perplexed.

Mick Simmons didn’t realize that the Elixir, which he had paid a million for, appeared utterly worthless in Greg Jensen’s eyes.

Seeing Greg Jensen not eating it and thinking him too modest, Mick Simmons forced a smile and said, despite the pain of potential loss:

“Please, Mr. Jensen, go ahead and take it. The feeling of depleted True Qi is very uncomfortable.”

Greg Jensen caught the expression on his face, his heart couldn’t help smiling. The feeling after True Qi is exhausted was indeed uncomfortable, as if completely drained.

However, even if he felt weakened, he wouldn’t need to eat this to recover, would he? Who knew if there was poison in it?

He smiled, closed the box, and pushed it back before taking out a plastic medicine bottle from his bag. As soon as he opened the lid, a strange fragrance drifted out.

Mick Simmons deeply inhaled it, immediately feeling invigorated. He quickly realized that what was inside the medicine bottle was far superior to the Qi Replenishing Pill he hadn’t managed to give away.

Before he could figure out what was inside, he saw Greg Jensen pour out three round and lustrous pills from that old plastic bottle.

The pills were dark red in color, seeming to have a faint luminous sheen around them, indicating their high quality at a glance.

The sheer appearance alone meant they were leagues above his Qi Replenishing Pill.

“Mr. Jensen, what is this…”

“Oh, this is an elixir I concocted myself,” he said. “Taking it can increase True Qi.”

Increase True Qi?

Not just restore True Qi?

That’s even more precious!

Just as Mick Simmons thought of this, his eyes went wide. He saw Greg Jensen pour all three pills into his mouth like they were candy, then let out a long sigh.

From his demeanor, it seemed he was somewhat unsatisfied!

Those were pills that could increase True Qi!

Each one worth millions, yet used just to restore True Qi?

And he took three at once!

This was simply a waste of heavenly resources!

Greg Jensen knew exactly what he was doing, but still pretended to be surprised, “Why are you staring at me like that?”

“Mr. Jensen, do you… have many more of those elixirs?”

“Er, not many left.”

Greg Jensen glanced at the bottle and then smiled, “But no matter, once they’re gone, I’ll just concoct some more.”

Mick Simmons was stunned once again, only now fully realizing that Jensen concocted the elixirs himself.

Seeing Jensen’s smiling face, he couldn’t help but take a cold breath and marveled to himself:

The Simmons family has latched onto quite a formidable leg—that leg seems rather thick!

It was already surprising enough that he was a half-step Grandmaster in his twenties, but Greg Jensen also knew alchemy, and could even concoct elixirs that increased True Qi.

You see, an alchemist capable of making elixirs has always been one of the most respected professions in the Jianghu.

Because no matter how powerful a person is, even if you are a Grandmaster, there are always life events like aging, sickness, and death, as well as fortunes and misfortunes.

When that day comes, all the money in the world means nothing, and knowing influential people is useless. Only a powerful Pharmacist or physician can be the most reliable ally.

Mick Simmons thought about it and then felt it made sense that Jensen knew alchemy.

After all, except for those hidden and unreachable Divine Doctors, few could match his exquisite medical skills.

For Fraser Simmons’ injury, the Simmons family had spent countless resources and sought after well-known doctors nationwide, yet to no avail.

But such a difficult-to-treat illness was cured by Jensen in just half a day.

What kind of medical skill was this?

With such advanced medical skills, being able to concoct True Qi enhancing elixirs was not surprising at all.

Elixirs that can enhance True Qi!

Such inestimable treasures, and as Mick Simmons looked at that old medicine bottle, his heart burned with desire.

Although he knew it was a bit inappropriate to ask so abruptly, he couldn’t help but say, “Mr. Jensen, if you have some to spare, could you possibly share a few with me?”

Greg Jensen smiled upon hearing this and asked, “How much are you willing to pay?”

“Uh, how about five million per pill?”

“How much?”

Jensen was taken aback; the cost of a Qi Replenishing Pill was only tens of thousands, yet Mick Simmons was offering five million right off the bat.

Are Qi Replenishing Pills really that valuable?

Thinking back to that pill which could only restore but not increase True Qi, that was treasured by Simmons, Jensen gained a rough understanding of the value of elixirs.

He was about to agree when Mick Simmons, thinking Jensen was not satisfied with the price, spoke up again, “Seven million then, you definitely won’t be at a loss at this price.”

“Seven million?”

Jensen was astonished yet again.

Mick Simmons was also stunned. Was Mr. Jensen still not satisfied?

It’s true that elixirs that could increase True Qi are expensive, but surely one wouldn’t spend ten million for a single pill?