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."

missed her son too much, which was why

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

up to him and

hand. She murmured, "Your son has already returned home. I'll go

old lady

the old lady and

to go with them but was stopped by Lucille. "Wait

that, she walked in and closed the

and the old lady

an hour later, the old lady, who had been going crazy, miraculously regained her rationality.

Master Walton was surprised.

dropped

his

Joseph's gaze was calm like an ocean. There was not a single trace of emotion in his

out of the door

the car. When they set off, the

road and waving

them off.

Walton was amazed and couldn't help asking, "Master,

of the window in

as if she was trying her best

to that conclusion, Joseph frowned. He held Lucille's hand and took her palm into his

Couldn't Break Free

Lucille

in confusion

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

"Why are

for a moment. She didn't expect him to be able to notice

and blandly muttered,

she was the one who was

listened carefully with her son's photo in her arms. When she learned that her son had died in

"I figured."

as she spoke, and it carried a sense of heartache

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

noon when they returned to

Madam Grant's kitchen, bringing with

out her laptop from her backpack. After

left on her card, down

Whoosh.

stale breath and slammed the