I was the Founding Father of the United States

Chapter 59 The value of Doctor Chen's expertise is still rising.

Half an hour later, Diana and Chen Wenbin saw the Courts father and son off to their carriage. On the way back, she whispered:

"...Darling, did you have a bad talk with Mr. Courts and Henry just now? They seemed quite unhappy... Was it because you didn't agree to their terms?"

"No! Quite the opposite!"

Chen Wenbin hugged his wife, leaned down and kissed her, and smiled, "They're unhappy because they didn't get any more benefits from me!"

You deserve some credit for this too!

"...Is it because my last name is Spencer?"

Diana's intelligence did not decrease due to pregnancy, and she immediately understood what Chen Wenbin meant.

In reality, she only shows her innocent and charming side in front of her man. When facing Chen Wenbin's friends or subordinates, she perfectly plays the role of an excellent hostess.

Whether it was maintaining her influence in the social circles of New England ladies or occasionally persuading Chen Wenbin to distribute fresh food on the ship to win people over, Diana's actions were undoubtedly of great help to Chen Wenbin.

Facing such a partner and comrade-in-arms, Chen Wenbin naturally wouldn't put on airs and frankly admitted, "Diane, I admit that at first I considered the help your surname would provide, but I quickly realized that you yourself are the greatest treasure I've ever found!"

He gazed intently at the blonde girl in his arms, declaring his feelings, "All those other ignorant and shallow women, no matter how noble their status or what kind of beauty they possess, are not as valuable as a single finger of yours in my heart!"

Diana's cheeks flushed slightly, but she deliberately pouted and asked, "Darling, am I some kind of thing that you picked up? I remember when I went to the clinic to find you, you wouldn't talk to me..."

Sure enough, no matter what kind of woman she is, she will always remember things that upset her for a long time. Bringing up old grievances is like an instinct etched into a woman's genes. A wise man at this time will not try to argue, but only needs to show that he cares about her with his actions.

Chen Wenbin was very clever, so he directly sealed the blonde girl's lips with his own. Once her breathing became rapid, he inhaled a faint milky scent near her ear and whispered, "Diane, I'm a doctor. It's okay to continue after three months of pregnancy..."

Sometimes Chen Wenbin couldn't help but admire the genius who coined the term ML. Only those with love can do it, while those without love can only do it. These two are completely different.

It is undoubtedly tragic for a man to never be truly loved by a woman in his life, because he will never experience the feeling of having a missing piece of his soul filled in.

Chen Wenbin even suspects that the storyteller from West Asia who created the myth of Jesus's father creating man might have been inspired by a certain political movement to write the classic story of creating Eve from Adam's rib.

Ribs, oh ribs, indeed, women are a man's Achilles' heel...

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After Chen Wenbin passed through the period of enlightenment, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

John Adams and his son Scott soon returned by carriage from South London, accompanied by two brothers named Mavibear.

Upon entering the living room, their uncle, Edward Scott, excitedly introduced them: "...Robin, Diana, this is my friend John Mavebel, one of the two members of Parliament for South London in the House of Commons, and this is his brother Joseph, who runs their family's liquor business."

Before Chen Wenbin could even greet him, he quickly added, "Robin, I heard you're planning to invest in building a large factory in South London that will employ hundreds of people. John has immediately decided to submit a land acquisition proposal to the city hall and council. As long as you build the factory in his constituency and provide more than three hundred long-term jobs, he guarantees he'll help you get rid of those lazy bums who just want to ask for money!"

Land prices are negotiable; we guarantee they'll be the lowest possible!

Seeing his uncle bustling around helping with the arrangements, Chen Wenbin could only nod to the middle-aged man opposite him, who was in his thirties, had a hooked nose, and was dressed in a typical factory owner's tuxedo and top hat in a "simple" manner, and said with a smile: "Mr. Maviber, hello, welcome to visit!"

Betty, make tea for the gentlemen!

"...Dr. Robin! You are also welcome to London!"

John Mavisby smiled politely and said, "You are a great doctor who has saved countless lives. I think if the people of London knew you were coming, the streets would be packed!"

Is it really that exaggerated?

He glanced subconsciously at Samuel Adams beside him. Adams had gone to London that afternoon to scout out the situation, but had only just returned and hadn't had a chance to report back yet.

"...Your Excellency! The price of fresh garlic in London has increased fivefold compared to two months ago!"

Upon seeing this, Samuel Adams stated with a mixture of emotion and pride: "Now, many families in London with newborns regularly buy garlic extract from nearby barbershops to prevent their children from contracting whooping cough or dysentery!"

Even in most social settings, nobles and merchants would exhale air with the smell of allicin towards the guards to avoid being turned away at the door... Londoners seemed to believe that allicin could prevent tuberculosis!

In fact, they regarded allicin as a panacea!

Dysentery, whooping cough, wound infection, tuberculosis, typhus, smallpox, plague, puerperal fever, beriberi, constipation, scurvy... They grasped at all these ailments like a lifeline, trying to treat them all with allicin, and it often actually worked!

So, sir, Mr. Maviber is right! If you publish your address, you won't have to wait until the next day; within a few hours, you'll find people wanting to visit you lining up from your door to the end of the street!

(꒪Д꒪)！ ！ ！ ？

What's going on?

What's going on here?!

Are Londoners really that crazy?

Chen Wenbin was really starting to lose his composure!

Having garlic-smelling breath... can actually be a passport to high society?!

What a sin!

Does this mean that when I go to the palace to see King George III in a few days, I have to drink a bottle of garlic extract first?

And King George III and his wife across from him reeked of garlic, as did those British noblewomen and socialites... Ugh!

Just thinking about that scene is unbearable!

Chen Wenbin's face grew increasingly grim as he listened, feeling like he had inexplicably gotten himself into trouble, while everyone else present looked at him with admiration!

Sure enough, Dr. Robin Chen's credentials are still rising!

He is absolutely the greatest doctor of all time, probably without a doubt!