After walking for a few minutes, James and Aunt Lu arrived at a small house on the outskirts of the city.
"I'm sorry if my house is dirty and small." Aunt Lu apologized as she opened the door and stepped inside.
"It's okay." James said with a smile as he followed her in.
Aunt Lu then led James into one of the rooms. Inside, a boy around ten years old lay on the bed. He looked sick, with a pale face and bandages on his left leg.
"Little Fluffy, can the antidote pill she 'bought' from the store cure him?" James asked Little Fluffy since he thought that he would know the answer.
"Don't worry, the poison isn't that lethal." Little Fluffy replied as he glanced at the boy.
James sighed as he was relieved that the boy's condition wasn't too serious. He then waited patiently as he leaned at the door leisurely.
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A few minutes later, Aunt Lu approached James and bowed, "Thank you for helping me earlier. I wouldn't forget your kindness."
