Although the person's voice was low, Greg Jensen, who was standing not far away, heard everything loud and clear.
His interest piqued, he stopped in his tracks, intending to see how Fraser Simmons would respond.
The others also looked towards Fraser Simmons, their eyes brimming with anticipation.
"Pfft, I encountered a young Divine Doctor, who cured my illness with acupuncture, and it accidentally opened up one of my meridians."
Fraser Simmons said with a wry smile, "You don't know, but at that moment the kid nearly killed me. If it weren't for my strong will, you really wouldn't be seeing me right now."
"Oh, is that so."
The person seemed disappointed, nodding sadly and then squeezing out a smile, flattering, "Ha-ha, but you're fine now, right? That's like a blessing in disguise."
"Yeah, how else would you say I'm lucky, ha-ha," said Fraser Simmons, laughing.
This old bastard, making up stories, I'll have to deal with him later!
