Chapter 492: Chapter 492 Visiting_1
For many years, Terry Cooke has sought out doctors, and with his capabilities, he even found many famous physicians.
However, having seen so many doctors, even going abroad, his wife’s illness showed no signs of improvent.
These types who claim they can cure from the start, eighty percent of them are frauds.
Duncan Kong thought Terry Cooke was still hesitating, so he laughed and said, “Terry, you better co over quick. The boss’s dical skills are incredibly brilliant. Let him take a look at your wife. He’s sure to cure her.”
Terry Cooke said gravely, “Duncan, I’m happy you could make this call for , but let’s forget about dical treatnt. We’re fine as we are now.”
Upon hearing this, Duncan Kong couldn’t help but pause and said, “Terry, why wouldn’t you co when such a good opportunity arises?”
Terry Cooke fell silent for a mont and then stated gravely, “Duncan, you don’t need to say any more. I don’t want to go anywhere right now.”
Duncan Kong suddenly understood and asked, “You don’t trust ?”
Terry Cooke gave a wry smile and said, “Duncan, my wife’s disease has stumped all the famous doctors; how can I believe you when your boss is barely in his twenties?”
“No, what does being good at dicine have to do with being young or not? I’m telling you…”
“Alright, my wife needs to take her dicine now. I’m hanging up.”
Without letting Duncan Kong finish, Terry Cooke hung up the phone directly.
“Boss, Terry Cooke doesn’t believe us.”
Duncan Kong had a bitter smile on his face.
Greg Jensen frowned slightly, “It’s okay. If he doesn’t believe us, then we’ll just have to make a trip over there ourselves. It’s a good opportunity to help him move his family over.”
“That… okay.”
As the two left the study, they saw Trey Hols directing workers on how to arrange the vases and calligraphies that the Family Heads had sent, placing them around the villa.
Seeing Greg Jensen co out, Trey Hols pointed around with a sense of accomplishnt, “Boss, co and see, how did I do?”
Greg Jensen nodded with a smile, “Well done, you’ve worked hard.”
There were already so vases and calligraphies in the villa, but most of them were modern crafts, which looked luxurious but lacked a sense of stability.
After decorating with these antiques, the villa suddenly climbed several notches in class.
However, Greg Jensen still felt a pang of heartache—billions of dollars worth of goods were all placed in the house, such a waste.
If he’d converted them into cash or traded them for dicinal herbs, how many Qi Condensing Pills could he have produced?
He shook his head; the materials for the Qi Condensing Pill were hard to co by. Even though various Family Heads helped in the search, it wasn’t sothing he could have on demand.
Forget it. Since Trey Hols likes it, let her keep it as it is.
Looking at the villa, which had ascended in class by several levels, Greg Jensen suddenly thought of the Stuart Family, and couldn’t help but reflect on his own situation.
What of him? The Stuart Family was the true definition of wasteful extravagance.
Thinking of the vast Stuart estate and the rich Spiritual Energy within it, Greg Jensen felt envious.
If he could live there, he wouldn’t have to worry about finding materials for Qi Condensing Pills all the ti.
No, he might still worry.
After all, with a rich supply of Spiritual Energy, he could continue to consu Elixirs.
Greg Jensen cast aside these ssy thoughts and told Trey Hols to carry on with her work at ho while he and Duncan Kong got in the car and headed straight for Jamae City.
Xavier Cooper didn’t co along this ti; he was busy instructing Brandon Brent and Theo Carter.
Greg Jensen planned to have Brandon Brent and his group organize so experts specifically to gather various kinds of information for him and to handle so covert tasks.
Back in Jamae City, it was the help of Jay Brent and Theo Carter that made it so easy to bring down the Lin family.
If he could obtain accurate information, Greg Jensen would be able to take the initiative on many occasions.
Greg Jensen and Duncan Kong drove for over three hours before they finally arrived in Jamae Province, Liangzhou City.
Following the address sent by a friend, Duncan Kong drove through the twists and turns of Liangzhou City, eventually parking the car in an alleyway.
The hutongs were filled with traditional courtyards, and most of the residents were elderly people who were emotionally attached to the old houses and couldn’t bear to leave.
There were also so high-ranking officials and nobles who loved the traditional architecture. After spending a lot of money to purchase these properties, they would renovate them and occasionally live there for a few days.
“There’s a dical hall at the entrance of the alley, and this is it.”
“Hmm, park the car on the side, and let’s go down and have a look.”
“Sure thing, boss.”
Duncan Kong parked the car on the side and followed Greg Jensen into the alley. After asking around at two or three places, they finally found Terry Cooke’s ho.
They rang the doorbell, and soon footstep sounds ca from inside.
A mont later, a man in his fifties with a weathered face opened the door.
“You are… Duncan?”
“Haha, Terry, long ti no see!”
Duncan Kong laughed heartily and embraced Terry Cooke.
Terry Cooke’s face was a picture of surprise, but when he saw Greg Jensen beside Duncan, his expression turned grave again, “Duncan, this is the boss you ntioned?”
“Let introduce you, this is my boss, Barry Wolfe.”
Duncan Kong laughed it off, “Boss, this is the Terry Cooke I’ve told you about.”
Greg Jensen clasped his hands together, “Master Terry, hello, I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“Hmm, please co in.”
Terry Cooke was obviously not too fond of Greg Jensen, but out of regard for Duncan Kong, he returned the gesture and let the two n inside.
The courtyard was neatly kept, with clean cent floors, flowers and plants in the corners, and even a German Shepherd.
Before they entered the house, Greg Jensen slled a strong scent of dicine.
He took a deep breath and said to himself, “Bistort, Wild Yam, Kadsura Stem, Mulberry Mistletoe, Four Wonder Powder?”
“How did you know that?”
At those words, Terry Cooke was taken aback, looking at Greg Jensen, then at Duncan Kong next to him, understanding dawned on him.
It must have been Duncan Kong who told him about his wife’s illness, so he was just making a wild guess.
A hint of contempt flashed in Terry Cooke’s eyes, and he quickly walked into the house.
Duncan Kong said awkwardly, “Boss, don’t take it personally with him. He’s just like that.”
“No worries, let’s go in and take a look first.”
Greg Jensen uttered casually and stepped into the house.
The main house had three rooms, with the living room at the entrance and bedrooms to the left and right.
In the living room, there was a wooden couch, and Terry Cooke’s wife was lying on it, watching the doorway with her head tilted.
Terry Cooke was helping her put on a coat, apparently planning to go out.
Duncan ran over eagerly, “Terry, since my boss is here, why not let him take a look at your wife?”
“Look at what? What’s there to see?”
Terry Cooke retorted offhandedly.
Upon hearing this, Duncan Kong imdiately took offense, “Terry Cooke, what the hell do you an by that? You don’t welco , is that it?”
Terry Cooke replied irritably, “Duncan, had you co alone, I would have welcod you with open arms, but you bring a charlatan to my house. How do you expect to welco you?”
Duncan Kong’s face darkened, ready to retort, but Terry Cooke had already lifted his wife into a wheelchair and began pushing her outside.
Without looking back, he said, “My wife is due for her acupuncture, I can’t entertain you any longer, apologies.”
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