My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Referring to Lucille

Miss?

Culver, who was driving in front of them, was shocked.

If he had guessed right, Master Walton was referring to Lucille.

Last time, when Master Walton said that he would

acknowledge Lucille as his mentor, Culver thought that Master Walton was just exaggerating. He didn't expect Master Walton. to actually call her in such a respectful manner.

Although he was shocked, Culver didn't dare to ask anything.

Lucille got out of the car. She glanced around and was about to turn around to tell Joseph to wait in the car. However, before she could finish her words, she saw that Joseph had already gotten out of the car. It looked like he had the intention of going with her. Lucille raised an eyebrow and said nothing.

Master Walton had been here the day before. He knew where the old lady's house was, so he led the way and said, "Apparently, the old lady has gone crazy. I don't know if she's in stable condition right now. She was fine yesterday."

Master Walton sighed. "It's my fault. I'm not knowledgeable enough about medicine. I can't even cure a minor disease."

"There are many kinds of hysteria, too. I don't think there's anything wrong with your treatment. There may be other. causes," Lucille stated indifferently.

Her gaze was calm and collected.

The four of them walked into the village. Master Walton pointed to one of the small hoses and said, "This is the-"

Before he could finish, an old lady suddenly rushed out from the side and charged toward Master Walton crazily. Her hair was like straw. She was crying and laughing, and she shouted excitedly and urgently, "Son, son! Is that you?" Master Walton pointed at his face and helplessly replied, "Old lady, Fm only a few years younger than you. What do you think?

Obviously, the old lady in front of him was the person who

needed treatment

Even though Master Walton had only treated her the day before, it seemed that she no longer recognized anyone else. Upon seeing that, the villagers on the side kindly explained The old lady has gone crazy. She has some mental problems. As long as someone new shows up in the village, she will catch him and ask him if he is her son. Sigh. We have no idea

where her son has gone, either There has been no news of

him since he left home.

Master Walton thanked the villagers beside him. He then

looked at Lucille and said, "Miss, this is the old lady I was talking about. Although the situation yesterday was the same, it wasn't that serious. Take a look, Miss. What's the cause of her illness?"

Lucille remained silent for a long time.

She stared at the dirty-faced old lady in front of her, and she recalled a memory from half a year ago. At the time, she had led a small team to carry out top-secret tasks. While doing so, a few of her team members lost their lives.

One of them collapsed in a pool of blood. With difficulty, he muttered, "Boss, please help me take care of my mother...

The smiling face in that old photo was the same old lady in front of her, who was looking for her son crazily.

Lucille closed her eyes.

IAL

"She's heartbroken."

was just that she missed her son too much, which was why she couldn't

was stunned. "If that's the case, there's nothing we can

walked up to him and

has already returned home.

old lady nodded immediately.

lady and went

Walton wanted to go with them but was

in

knew what Lucille and the old lady

lady, who had been going crazy, miraculously regained her

Master Walton was surprised.

dropped as

his own eyes, he

was not a single trace of emotion in

out of the

they set

side of the road and waving her

them off.

couldn't help asking, "Master, how did you do it? Can you teach

of the window in silence, not saying a

It was as if she was trying her best to endure something. She had exerted so much force that event her fingertips were turning white. She

hand and took

Couldn't Break Free

Lucille

confusion and asked, "What are your

he held on tightly. She couldn't break free no matter how hard she

asked, "Why

soft as a feather, but it stunned Lucille for a moment. She didn't

muttered, "I just

was a half-truth, because... she was the one who was telling.

the old lady about her son's experiences and his glorious achievements. The old lady listened carefully with her son's photo in her arms. When

"I figured."

she spoke, and it carried a sense of

deep breath and calmed herself down. She pushed Joseph's

already noon when they returned to

kitchen, bringing

laptop from her backpack.

or six minutes, there were only two thousand dollars left on her card, down from her initial balance

Whoosh.

a stale breath and slammed