My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 70

While Madam Dahlia was still in a state of shock, Lucille came downstairs.

Holding the lollipop that Molly gave her, she looked laid back and relaxed. She slowly walked down the

stairs and went to the living room.

Madam Dahlia immediately shot her a look and said, “Hurry up and greet our guest, Miss Jules.”

Lucille looked at Master Walton and smiled. “I’m sorry to keep you waiting.”

“Not at all.” Master Walton had already stood up, looking a little nervous and excited at the same time.

He opened his mouth several times, seemingly wanting to say something, but never did.

Lucille knew what he wanted to ask, so she told Madam Dahlia, “Go ahead and get back to work,

Madam Dahlia, I’ll talk to Master Walton alone.”

“Okay.” Madam Dahlia nodded and then left for the courtyard to take care of the greenery.

“Have a seat, Master Walton.”

Lucille gestured for him to sit down.

As soon as Master Walton sat back on the sofa, he blurted, “Are you… Bambo?”

Lucille fiddled with the lollipop in her hand. With a faint smile, she replied, “I thought that what I did

earlier was enough of an answer to that question.”

The technique she had used on Joseph was a long-lost one. First, she had to stabilize the tool when

inserting it, then reverse the tool once it was inside, and lastly, she had to accumulate her power as she

removed the tool. It sounded easy enough, but there were only a few people who could actually do it.

Hearing that, Master Walton was overwhelmed with joy and disbelief.

“Y-You…”

Who would have thought that the legendary Bambo was only a 19-year-old girl?

No wonder she had been able to cure Mr. Dumb’s leg just by using the water-extracting skill.

Master Walton couldn’t help but ask, “Then… Then why is it that the last time I asked you about it, you

refused to admit your identity, but this time…”

Lucille lowered her gaze. Her bright smile was tinged with self-mockery. “I need money, Master

Walton.”

Her mother’s belongings were being auctioned off at Mount Ocean House for mind-boggling prices,

and she would not allow anyone to take them away. Therefore, no matter what it took, she had to buy

her mother’s last DVD.

On the other hand, Master Walton was highly respected in Shein City. There were likely many

influential people. whom he needed to cure. If she were to treat people in his name, not only would she

not have to expose her identity as Bambo, but she could also make a lot of money, and even help

improve Master Walton’s reputation.

She could kill three birds with one stone.

Master Walton was a smart person and he could understand what Lucille’s intentions were from those

words alone. Without beating around the bush, he stated, “In Shein City, there’s a female

entrepreneur’s only daughter who’s suffering from an illness that keeps relapsing. Speaking of which,

I’m ashamed that even I can’t find the cause of her illness…”

He continued, “I promised her that I would go and have a look this afternoon. Since you don’t want to

expose your identity, then you can come as my student, Miss Bambo. If you can cure her, there will be

a huge treatment fee to claim.”

“Okay.”

Lucille agreed immediately. “Thank you, Master Walton.” Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Don’t call me that. I can claim to be anyone’s teacher, but you’re the only one I don’t dare to show off

in front of.” Master Walton shook his head before revealing a tinge of anticipation in his eyes. He

asked, “Miss Bambo, the next time you treat patients, can I observe from the side and learn some of

your techniques?”

Master Walton rubbed his hands together, feeling a little embarrassed.

Generally speaking, no one was willing to let others learn their own unique techniques. After all, that

would only result in the disciple surpassing their mentor.

Awkwardly, Master Walton corrected himself. “Actually, I think that request was a bit over the top. Just

pretend that I didn’t say anything, Miss Bambo. Don’t take it to heart-”

“Sure.”

Before he could finish speaking, Lucille readily agreed.

“If there’s anything you want to learn, I’ll teach you and tell you everything you know,” she added.

“Really?” Master Walton’s eyes lit up, and he was extremely excited. “You’re my mentor from now on,

Miss

Bambo!”

Master Walton didn’t think it was inappropriate to say that he was going to be her apprentice.

In this field, age didn’t matter. All that mattered was one’s skill. As long as he could learn something

from them, then that person would be his mentor.

Lucille shook her head and replied with a subtle grin, “It’s too early to say that, Master Walton. Who

knows? You might come to realize that there’s not much I can teach you after all. What’s more, my

medical skills may not be as good as yours.”

Master Walton burst into laughter. “That’s impossible!”