After Having a Dream, I Became Pregnant with a Billionaire's Child-Chapter 38 - The Legendary Ghost Doctor

If audio player doesn't work, press Reset or reload the page.

38: Chapter 38: The Legendary Ghost Doctor

38 -38: The Legendary Ghost Doctor

She moved like a nocturnal cat, light and agile, silently landing on the villa’s lawn.

Emily Parker avoided all the surveillance at the villa, and neither the servants nor the security noticed the Young Madam had left late at night.

Mountain View Road, located in the western suburbs of Capital.

This area is all mountain roads, hidden and without traffic police, which makes it favored by racing enthusiasts from all over the country.

At ten o’clock in the night, several luxury sports cars, illuminating the road with their headlights, stopped on the mountain road along with a few motorcycles.

A dozen rich second generations with their female companions were racing.

Not long ago, a motorcycle had an accident and overturned, the rider got injured.

Carlos left Moonlight Department Store, called a car, and rushed to River View Road.

A man was lying on the ground, emitting painful sounds.

Several anxious rich second generations stood beside him.

As soon as Carlos got out of the car, they gathered around him as if seeing the backbone.

“How many times have I told you not to illegally modify and race cars?”

Carlos glanced at the motorcycle nearby.

The man lying on the ground was one of his close buddies, Faye Manor.

He and Carlos had been inseparable since childhood.

Carlos had come rushing after receiving his call.

“We must take him to the hospital immediately.”

Carlos went forward to check Faye Manor’s injuries; he was groaning, his bones injured.

“I won’t go, my race isn’t finished yet.”

Faye Manor, in severe pain, had beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, yet he insisted on not going to the hospital.

“Faye Manor, you’re in this condition and you still refuse to give up?

Is it that hard to kneel down and call me Brother Bennet?

I can wait until your leg heals before making you kneel.”

A rich young master stepped forward.

“Graham Bennet, I haven’t lost yet.”

Faye Manor glared at Graham Bennet, who had been at odds with him and Carlos since childhood, even snatching away his first love in high school.

The two had agreed to race tonight, whoever reached the top of the mountain first would win.

But halfway through, his motorcycle lost control and he crashed, forcing the race to halt.

“With that pathetic look, you expect me to kneel and call you brother?

In your next life.”

Faye Manor’s face was livid with pain, but he absolutely refused to admit defeat; his bike had issues just halfway through the race.

“Why push yourself?

Let’s go to the hospital first, I’ll handle Graham Bennet.”

Carlos glanced at the motorcycle behind.

“Oh, Master Carter, are you planning to race me yourself?

Do you even know how to ride a motorcycle?

I thought with all these years you spent flirting with young models, your legs would be too weak to even mount a bike.”

The bystanders laughed loudly.

“No, you’re not familiar with that bike, you can’t ride it.

I’ll be fine, I’ve pulled some strings and found a Ghost Doctor to come.

Once he’s here, my leg will be fine.”

As soon as Faye Manor finished speaking, Carlos’s expression changed.

“You found an illegal doctor?”

Ghost Doctor, even the name doesn’t sound right.

“Ah Carlos, don’t talk nonsense, the Ghost Doctor isn’t just any doctor, you’ll understand once you see his medical skills.”

Faye Manor was extremely anxious, looking towards the end of the road.

There were no street lights in the area, so it was unclear when the Ghost Doctor would arrive.

Just as Carlos had decided to take Faye Manor to the hospital, a tinkling sound came from ahead.

Everyone immediately fell silent.

In the night, a yellow shared bicycle appeared, ridden slowly in front of a group of wealthy young heirs.

The rider was clad in black with a black hat and black mask, the shared bicycle, parked beside a collection of luxury cars, was especially conspicuous.

From afar, Emily Parker spotted Carlos among the crowd.

It couldn’t be helped; his striking features always stood out.

As Emily looked down at the person lying on the ground, the stifling unease she had felt earlier vanished – it turns out Carlos hadn’t left her for another woman but for a man.

“Ghost Doctor?”

Carlos’s handsome eyes narrowed.

The Ghost Doctor wore an oversized T-shirt, a hat pressed low over his face, and a mask that nearly covered all his features, revealing only a pair of eyes.

In the darkness, those eyes resembled that of a cat’s – beautiful yet dangerous, making it difficult to discern whether he was male or female.

“Who’s looking for me?”

Emily used a voice changer, rendering her voice androgynous.

“Over here!

Ghost Doctor, I think it’s a fracture.

I can’t move my leg.”

Faye Manor waved his hand frantically, shouting loudly.

Emily glanced at Faye Manor’s attire,

“Your bone is displaced.

A flat fee of one million, fully guaranteed.

I only accept checks.”

Carlos glanced sideways, more convinced that this “Ghost Doctor” was a fraud.

Not to mention the exorbitant price, he hadn’t even examined Faye Manor’s injury.

“I’ll pay the one million.

Ghost Doctor, you must get me on my feet.”

Faye Manor said, ignoring Carlos’s objections, and wrote a check to Emily.

Emily stepped forward, her hand touching Faye Manor’s leg.

In the next moment, with a slight exertion of her left and right hand, a cracking sound was heard.

Faye Manor screamed.

“Stop!”

As Carlos watched, increasingly doubtful of Ghost Doctor’s reliability and worried Faye Manor might end up disabled, he reached out to stop Emily.

But the moment his hand touched her shoulder, she slipped away like an oiled figure.

This Ghost Doctor had some skills.

Carlos’s eyes deepened, and he swiftly grabbed Emily’s hand.

Carlos’s quick reaction surprised Emily.

She had always thought Carlos was just an ordinary rich second generation protected by bodyguards, not expecting his impressive physical prowess.

Emily escaped Carlos’s grasp again, and during her evasion, Carlos caught a whiff of a faint fragrance.

The scent was uniquely feminine; this Ghost Doctor was a woman.

Carlos felt the fragrance seemed familiar, but just as he was about to figure out if the person was indeed a woman…

“I can stand now.”

After the scream, Faye Manor suddenly stood up.

Under everyone’s astonished gaze, Faye Manor walked a few steps around.

“The leg bone was misplaced, I’ve corrected it.

However, you must not engage in vigorous activities for the next few days, try to lie down more, don’t walk too much, and certainly do not drive.”

Emily added, her gaze inadvertently catching a glimpse of the crashed motorcycle nearby, considering the million paid in medical fees, she decided to meddle this once.

That motorcycle had been tampered with.