My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Our House

"I... I just made some small renovations to the house."

Renovations?

That wasn't a big deal. Lucille didn't think too much about it and casually said, "It's our house. As long as you like it, you can do whatever you want." After that, Lucille hung up.

At that moment, Madam Grant called out, "It's time to eat, Miss

Lucille!"

"Coming."

Lucille put away her computer and cell phone and walked

down the stairs.

After lunch, Lucille lay down in the yard, basking in the sun.

Master Walton sat on a small stool and sighed. "Why don't we go back tomorrow, Miss Bambo? I'm so bored. I can't stay here any longer."

Lucille glanced at him and asked with a faint smile, "How many patients have you guys treated?"

"Zero."

Master Walton shook his head. "There hasn't been a single one from the first day until now."

Even though the banner for the charity clinic on the side of the

simple house was very eye-catching, the villagers never stepped in.

As for the reason, it was because everyone was shocked by how the students were partying the first night that they arrived. The villagers were not at all willing to let a bunch of untrained doctors treat them. Therefore, the charity clinic was deserted.

Thinking of that, Master Walton couldn't help but complain. "Early this morning, I saw Samuel taking his sister, Joanne, and other students to look for a place to take photos. They were all taking pictures! They even wanted to take me with them. It's disgusting." Lucille was not surprised at all.

Samuel was indeed capable of doing something like that.

He wanted to act like he was doing charity, so he had come there to take photos. It didn't matter whether he was acting or not. As long as he went back and asked the public relations team to make some announcements, Samuel's purpose would be achieved. Unfortunately, Master Walton had gone with the genuine purpose of giving patients free treatment. However, it ended up being useless.

Lucille closed her eyes and enjoyed the cool breeze.

"In that case, let's go back tomorrow..."

had already gotten to that point, there was no need

in from outside and shouted happily, "Lucille, there are so many people at the entrance of

that you have excellent medical skills and want you

treat them!"

opened her eyes, looking a little

"Hm?"

house at the entrance of the village to look for you, Lucille. I told them that you were at my house, so they came here!" As soon as he finished speaking, there

and saw a dozen villagers of

ages

Master Walton inside, they said cautiously. "Um, we are from the neighboring village. We heard that patients are being treated for free here, so we just wanted to ask if

cured the old lady who was suffering from hysteria in the neighboring village. Hence, word got out and everyone wanted Lucille to treat them, too. Master Walton opened the door

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Small Problems

the next few days, Lucille and Master

with small problems like headaches

with

full trust in Lucille and Master Walton's medical skills. There were even two twins with a rare disease who came to see them. Their parents didn't

that day on, Lucille was known throughout the entirety of Talford Village. The nearby villagers also came to get

gifts.

lemons I planted myself,

picked from the mountain this morning, Miss. It has been washed and is very sweet. It is unique to Talford Village. You won't

surrounded by a group

There were all kinds of things inside, such as eggs and mushrooms, as

she said, "You don't have to thank me. Please take these things back, everyone. We really can't finish them." However, no one listened to her. More villagers put down their baskets and ran away at a high speed, for fear that Lucille would

when there were no patients to sit under the shade of

rest.

Lucille inadvertently raised her head to glance around. On the balcony on the second floor, Joseph was leaning against

been working hard, Miss

he was poking

fruit from the basket and threw it at him. She raised her eyebrows and said,

hand, and the small fruit

Since it had been washed,

and then

time. When she saw that the usually distinguished Joseph was actually eating the wild fruit, she was a little