The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 69: We Must Take Him Down Tonight_l

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Greg Jensen was now at the third level of Qi Refinement, with his Divine Sense beginning to bud, and his perception was extremely sharp. So he knew as soon as the two women arrived beside him.

Although he was wearing swim shorts, he still felt very awkward being watched by two women while bathing, and his actions became stiff.

After a long while, he finally cleaned off the sweat from his body and hurried back to his room with his towel.

“Let’s also take a bath,” one suggested.

“Hmm,” the other agreed.

The two women weren’t as bold as Greg, only dabbing themselves with a wet towel very carefully.

Their clothes, though not removed, were soaked and clung to their bodies, appearing even more enticing.

Just as Greg finished changing clothes at his uncle’s house and came over to call them to cook, the sight of their coy demeanor almost made his nose bleed.

“Auntie, sister-in-law, let’s cook. I’m hungry,” Greg called out.

Greg stepped back and shouted from afar before running back to his uncle’s house.

“Hey, do you think Greg saw us?”

“So what if he did? We’re not naked,” Lindsey Wolfe spoke nonchalantly, though her eyes involuntarily glanced in Greg’s direction, her beautiful face flushed with red.

The Jensen family had more than a dozen members over today, filling a large table. After a few dishes were served, everyone began to drink.

“Come on, Greg, have some too. What’s a man who doesn’t drink?”

“That’s right, pour some for Greg. He’s been working hard today.”

Greg originally didn’t drink, but amid the clamor of the crowd, he had no choice but to pour himself some and joined in, sipping slowly.

Once all the food and drinks were served, Amber Hall and Lindsey Wolfe took their seats as well.

The two women sat to his left and right, conveniently sandwiching Greg in the middle.

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“Hey, Greg, how come you’re drinking, who poured for you?” Lindsey Wolfe asked with surprise.

Amber Hall glanced around and chuckled, “Let him have a bit. Greg is no longer a child.”

A thought flashed in Lindsey Wolfe’s mind and she nodded, “Yeah, he can drink a little, but don’t drink too much.”

“Hmm.”

Greg replied in a deep, muffled voice, but his heart was secretly laughing.

After all, he was a cultivator at the third level of Qi Refinement, and he could sober up faster than he could drink. As long as he didn’t want to get drunk, not even the God of Wine could do the job.

These two women wanted to get him drunk?

The Jensen family all knew about Greg’s slowness, so no one urged him to drink, but the two women occasionally sipped drinks with him.

In the end, the two women appeared slightly drunk, while Greg became more and more alert.

However, seeing their unwilling expressions, he had to pretend to be dazed, as if heavily intoxicated.

Soon after, everyone finished eating and dispersed.

However, Amber Hall stayed behind to help clean the table and dishes.

After cleaning, Lindsey Wolfe volunteered, “Amb, you worked really hard today. You should also go back to sleep early.”

“I… I’m not sleepy yet.”

Amber Hall glanced at Greg and proposed, “Freya, I’m feeling a bit down. How about coming to my place and have some more drinks with me?”

“This…”

Lindsey Wolfe instinctively wanted to refuse. She had planned to win Greg over tonight, but seeing Amber Hall’s pitiful look, she felt somewhat reluctant to say no.

She glanced at Greg and sighed, “Alright then, let’s take some leftovers with us.”

“Hmm, thank you, Freya,” Amber Hall said with a smile, carrying off two plates of roast chicken and knuckles, and grabbed two bottles of liquor, calling out, “Greg, come with us. You and Freya can walk back together later, have some company.”

“Sure.”

Lindsey Wolfe agreed without a second’s hesitation.

Greg had already drunk quite a bit. If he went to Amber Hall’s place and had some more, wouldn’t he just end up passing out drunk?

“Let’s see how you’re gonna run this time!”

With a hint of a smile on her lips, she wrapped her arm around Greg Jensen’s, heading for Amber Hall’s place.

Greg Jensen said helplessly, “Stop drinking, I’m so dizzy!”

“Dizzy what? Drink a little more, and you won’t feel dizzy.” Lindsey Wolfe’s grip tightened around his arm.

Greg Jensen felt a soft touch on his arm and looked down, his breathing becoming rapid.

That touch of white, purer than frost and snow, dazzled his mind into a haze.

By the time he regained his senses, he was already at Amber Hall’s place with Lindsey Wolfe.

Amber Hall had laid out the food and drinks and eagerly poured a glass of white liquor for Lindsey and Greg.

“Here, a toast to both of you. I’m so grateful for all your help over the years. I don’t know how I would’ve survived without you.”

Lindsey Wolfe, hearing this, couldn’t help but empathize and sighed, “Being a woman is never easy. Save your thanks, it’s all in the drink.”

“Drink slowly.” Greg couldn’t help but remind her.

Lindsey glanced at him with a light laugh, “You fool, still worrying about me.”

After that, she downed the entire contents of her glass.

A generous amount of white liquor went down, and her cheeks, already tinged with red, seemed to take on the hue of the evening sky, captivating the onlooker.

Amber Hall was equally decisive, joining Lindsey in emptying her glass.

After drinking, both women looked towards Greg Jensen.

“What are you waiting for? Drink up!”

“Yeah, come on, drink up. You’re a big man, aren’t you embarrassed to be outdrunk by a woman?”

Greg was speechless and just drank up the wine in his glass.

Next, the two women started to take turns urging him to drink.

Lindsey planned to get Greg to sleep with her tonight, and Amber harbored the same thought. However, both women, a bit tipsy, failed to notice the other’s intentions.

Seeing there was no escape, Greg accepted the drinks as they came.

After a few drinks, Lindsey’s eyes began to blur.

Amber leaned against the wall, giggling nonstop at Greg.

“Are you still drinking or not?”

Greg felt a bit irritated; their tolerance was quite average, but they kept insisting on drinking.

“Drink, whoever doesn’t is a puppy.”

Lindsey, unsteady, sat upright and picked up her glass to empty it once more.

Amber, not to be outdone, followed suit and drained her glass too.

With a dumbfounded expression, Greg was about to speak when suddenly Lindsey closed her eyes and slumped over in the chair, falling asleep.

Right after, Amber collapsed onto the table as well.

“Hey, what are you two…”

Greg was startled; checking their pulses, he found that they had simply passed out, and he couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly.

You can’t handle your drink, yet you drank so much!

Really…

Greg hesitated for a moment before deciding to carry Amber to her kang bed first, then return home with Lindsey.

He moved towards Amber, one hand cradling her knees, the other supporting her back, lifting her in a princess carry.

Amber was only wearing a pair of large shorts and a tank top.

In this position, a large expanse of white showed.

Greg’s gaze became dazzled, and a small flame ignited inside him, leaving his mouth dry and his tongue scorched.

He swallowed and forced himself to calm down, then carried Amber to the edge of the kang bed.

As he was about to lay her down, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him with sultry eyes:

“Pshh, you big dummy, you’re actually taking care of someone. I feel so uncomfortable, can you rub it for me?”