Owe Me

"Go ahead." Joseph's eyes were blazing. He looked at Lucille with a faint smile on his lips. She looked at the clean and tidy table in front of her. She pondered for a moment and then tilted her head. "I haven't decided yet. Let's just say you owe me for now," she suggested. Anyway, it was a piece of cake to save him. If she could make him owe her a favor, it might be useful in the future. "Okay." Joseph was very straightforward and he agreed immediately. "That's settled then!" Lucille clapped her hands in satisfaction. Then, she picked up the pen and paper on the desk and wrote down the names of the herbs. In order to make it easier for him to find them, she also drew a simple picture of each herb based on the records in her grandfather's book. There were a total of six herbs. Lucille said, "Just find as many as you can. In the future, you should come to the Jules Residence every day. I'll give you treatment to suppress the poison in your body. I can't guarantee anything else, but it