The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 496: Chapter 496: Story_1

Greg Jensen suddenly realized something when he first heard this story, it seemed odd to him. Do people from the Jianghu have such a strong sense of justice that they would hunt down someone based simply on rumors?

Now he finally understood that it was just the survivors puffing themselves up.

He shook his head and then asked, “Then why did he want to kill Xavier Cooper’s entire family?”

“I’m not sure about that, you’ll have to ask him yourself when the time comes.”

Greg remained silent and nodded his head, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes to rest, his curiosity about the legendary Thomas Lampe growing stronger.

The car left the city and soon arrived at Wufeng County.

When they reached their destination, Greg was surprised to find that Thomas Lampe, a Grandmaster, lived in a place that was quite similar to Terry Cooke’s, both being courtyards.

Moreover, Thomas Lampe’s courtyard was right in the bustling market area, where the street vendors almost blocked the road.

The main gate of Thomas Lampe’s house was wide open. Right after entering, Duncan Kong shouted, “Lame Lampe, are you dead yet? If not, roll out here quick!”

It wasn’t until Greg and Duncan Kong were almost into the main room that a somewhat weak voice came from inside, “You better have a good reason for me not to kill you.”

“Hahaha, an old friend has come! It’s just a joke; why all the hostility and talk of killing? It ruins the mood!”

Before the sound died away, a middle-aged man leaning on a crutch came out, around forty-five years old, lean with a sallow complexion, looking as if he had been ill for a long time.

Seeing Thomas Lampe, Greg immediately furrowed his brow, “You’re sick? Is it serious?”

Thomas Lampe was startled, glanced at Greg subconsciously, then looked at Duncan Kong, hesitantly asking, “This is…”

“He is my boss, Barry Wolfe.”

“Boss?”

Thomas Lampe looked at Greg again, his eyes revealing a previously unseen surprise and solemnity.

Duncan Kong asked, “Are you really sick?”

Thomas Lampe nodded and then laughed, “Ah, why bring that up? Please come in.”

“Uh…”

Duncan Kong really wanted to tell Thomas Lampe that his boss was here to kill him, but seeing Greg’s demeanor, it seemed he was not yet intent on doing so.

Greg cast a glance at him and said indifferently, “Why don’t you wait outside? I’d like to have a chat with Master Lampe.”

With a stiff upper lip, Duncan Kong said, “Alright then… take your time and chat, no rush.”

Greg understood his implications. Was that a message to take things slowly and talk, rather than rush to kill?

He glared at Duncan Kong, who gave an awkward smile in return.

Thomas Lampe furrowed his brow, looking curiously at Greg, then glanced at Duncan Kong, and nodded silently, saying calmly, “Then, please come in.”

After saying that, he turned and walked into the main room without another word. Greg followed him in, while Duncan Kong stayed outside.

The main room was simple, with only an old-fashioned sofa set apart from the plants and flowers, and there was a parrot perch hanging by the window.

A green parrot, looking spirited, eyed Greg and asked sharply, “Have you seen our Xavier?”

Greg was taken aback and casually asked, “Who are you?”

“I’m your uncle.”

After saying that, the parrot went on talking to itself, “You don’t even recognize your uncle, you… child.”

Greg’s face darkened at once. He finally understood why the child Xavier Cooper was so cheeky; he picked it all up from the parrot.

Thomas Lampe fetched some tea leaves from the side, brewed a pot of tea, and poured a cup for Greg, apologizing, “Mr. Wolfe, don’t mind it. This thing has been spoiled by our boy.”

Greg heard this and was slightly moved, replying casually, “Don’t worry about it.”

Thomas Lampe sat opposite Greg, silently sipping tea for a while before he took the initiative to ask, “May I know what Mr. Wolfe wishes to discuss with me?”

“Let’s talk about Xavier Cooper.”

Greg Jensen had promised Xavier Cooper to avenge him, but he also felt there was something wrong with the story, so he wanted to take the opportunity of going to Liangzhou to ask Thomas Lampe personally.

The surprise on Thomas Lampe’s face flashed by and then he suddenly laughed, saying, “So you are the help that little Cooper asked for?”

“Do you know he wants to kill you?”

“Yes, I know.”

Thomas Lampe sighed and said with a bitter smile, “The kid has wanted to kill me for more than a day or two, how could I not know?” @@novelbin@@

“You killed his parents?”

“They were his foster parents.”

Upon hearing this, Greg Jensen’s eyebrows couldn’t help but raise. Was there really a story here?

Thomas Lampe fell silent for a moment, then said, “Xavier Cooper is actually my son. Due to my negligence, he got lost.”

“Xavier Cooper is your son?”

Greg Jensen was shocked upon hearing this.

Although he knew there must be a story, he was still somewhat taken aback by it.

With a resigned sigh, Thomas Lampe said, “That year, when I was competing in martial arts with Duncan Kong, Cooper was playing nearby. But by the time we finished, he was gone.

Later, as you know, I searched for several years and finally found those traffickers, and I killed them.

But by that time, Cooper no longer recognized me.”

“You didn’t tell Cooper?” Greg Jensen asked, puzzled.

Thomas Lampe shook his head, “I did at the beginning, but the kid has been smart since he was little. He seemed to believe me at first, but in secret, he didn’t at all.

After a few times, I simply stopped telling him. It’s better that he doesn’t believe I’m his father, so he doesn’t get involved in the older generation’s grudges as he grows up.”

Greg Jensen raised an eyebrow, “Oh? So there’s another story?”

Thomas Lampe gave a wry smile, “Forget the story. Isn’t Mr. Wolfe here to kill me? Go ahead, make your move.”

“You want to die that much?”

“It’s not that I want to die, it’s just that my body can’t hold up anymore.”

Thomas Lampe stood up, took a file from the safe, and carefully placed it in front of Greg Jensen.

Greg Jensen took the file, opened it, and was immediately stunned. Inside, there was not only a paternity test report but also several lab test results and a CT report.

Although he was not versed in Western medicine, even from the conclusions in the CT report, he could tell that Thomas Lampe indeed did not have long to live.

Besides that, there was also a wanted notice with a picture of a middle-aged couple looking kind and benevolent, presumably the traffickers.

“Mr. Wolfe, Cooper is a bit stubborn. He may seem carefree on the outside, but he’s actually deeply thoughtful.

If he does something wrong in the future, please be lenient with him. I apologize on his behalf in advance,” Thomas Lampe said as he stood up and bowed solemnly to Greg Jensen.

At that moment, he was just a father, not the famous Grandmaster known in the martial world.

Greg Jensen had an indescribable feeling in his heart. After two seconds of silence, he sighed and said, “Come here, let me take your pulse.”

“Hmm? Mr. Wolfe, you understand medicine?”

Thomas Lampe was somewhat surprised but still sat down in front of Greg Jensen, stretching out his right hand.

After checking his pulse, Greg Jensen pondered for a long while, then said, “Your condition is not terminal, at least not in my eyes.”