You Want to Steal My Good Fortune? You Are Unworthy!

"Mrs. Malone..."

...

Before I finished greeting Kate, she stuffed her ID card and medicare card into my hands.

"Stop dawdling. Go register it for me. The pain in my feet is about to kill me!"

She sounded impatient. She kept rolling her eyes while speaking.

It seemed like she found me an eyesore.

I was a bit at a loss, looking at Alice.

But I found that she was smiling at the pendant she had given me, which was hanging around my neck.

She smiled so strangely.

Before I had a chance to take a closer look, Kate kicked me with her other uninjured leg.

"Why aren't you going yet? Are you trying to slack off?"

Suddenly coming to my senses, I dragged my injured leg and ran around. I was as busy as a bee for the whole afternoon.

Finally, Kate was arranged into a ward.

But she was not satisfied.

"I'm so tired today, Dora, go get me some water for foot-washing."