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