Chapter 75 Empathy Clinic Reopens

• "Wynter," Margaret grinned and cut Wynter off. "Ask Wolf to fetch additional water so Susan's feet can be soaked." Naturally, Wynter withdrew her hand. "All right." She ignored Wolf's issue for the time being. Anyhow, there was no rush. No one would suspect him as long as she took a lot of herbal medicine. The lane was full of the smell of dinner at night. Today, it was evident that Margaret was having the greatest day ever. She gave her neighbor a good shoulder massage while donning her reading glasses. She would laugh along as long as the sufferer recovered. Wynter's eyebrows went up. "Grandma, let's reopen the Empathy Clinic," Susan added, encouraging Margaret after the others had left.
• Margaret looked frozen in place. "Why are you bringing it up now?" "Is it abrupt?" "Grandma, I'll take the correspondence college entrance examination," Wynter remarked nonchalantly. I have to have some background and real-world experience. If I don't, people will think less of me when I visit the city in the future. Wolf appeared surprised to hear her remarks as his eyes grew wide. To halt him, Wynter gave him a fierce gaze. The toast is ready, Wolf. Proceed to consume it. It was a toast topped with truffles, so he ate it with satisfaction! After giving it some thought, Margaret answered, "Well, you're correct. The college entrance exam is something you should take seriously." I'll keep an eye on you as you give medical advice.
• The finest method of learning is that.Wynter gestured toward Wolf. "Wolf eats a lot as well. Therefore, if we want to afford to raise him, we need to earn more money. He nodded in agreement while he was eating the toast. After letting her thoughts stray a little more, Margaret asked, "Wynter, you went to the Yarwoods today. Has anything occurred? She told Margaret about it. Indeed. The Gibsons were taken away by the police when they broke into the manor during the medical appointment. It appeared to be quite serious. "The Gibsons were detained in broad daylight." Margaret rested her cane on it. "Have any of you heard anything ahead of time?" Wynter gave a headshake. "No." She thought about it.