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..."

things had already gotten to that point, there was no need to

"Lucille, there are so many people at the entrance of

you have excellent medical skills and want you

treat them!"

eyes, looking a

"Hm?"

even tried going to the simple 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 was a lot of

saw a dozen villagers

ages

When they saw Lucille and 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

suffering from hysteria in the neighboring village. Hence, word got out and everyone wanted Lucille to

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Small Problems

days, Lucille and Master Walton continued

were those with small problems like headaches and a fever. There

with

with a rare disease who came to see them. Their parents didn't have much hope, but Lucille stated, "They can be cured." She stayed up for two whole nights and actually managed to cure the

villagers also came to get free treatment for the

gifts.

lemons I planted myself, Miss. They're very tasty. Here you

washed and is very sweet. It is unique to Talford Village.

surrounded by a group of

mountain. There were all kinds of things inside, such as eggs and mushrooms, as well as bound chickens,

finish them."

a moment when there were no patients to sit under the shade of the

rest.

second floor, Joseph was leaning against the railing leisurely. His seductive eyes were staring at

working hard,

was poking

threw it at him.

small fruit landed

Since it had been washed, the color was exceptionally

second and then tried

saw that the usually distinguished Joseph was actually eating the wild fruit, she was a little surprised. She could not help but ask,