Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Half a month remained until the annual gathering at Club 257.

As usual, Crimson drafted the guest list and sent it over for Flora's approval. She glanced through it briefly, her brow furrowing at the mention of the "medical community."

Crimson quickly followed up with a message: *I know you're not fond of the folks from the medical community, but the circumstances this time are exceptional. There's no way around it.* Flora responded: *You handle it. It's all good.*

Crimson: *You're currently in Maple Grove, so it's convenient for you to attend the annual meeting. I specifically chose a weekend hoping you could make it. Everyone hopes to see you there.* Flora: *I'll drop by.*

After sending her response, Flora put away her phone.

Shawn, sitting across from her, couldn't help but say, "Flora, I've been feeling incredibly energetic and youthful lately, all thanks to the sachet you gave me!"

The senior students nearby perked up their ears.

"Sachet? What sachet?"© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

They all noticed that Shawn looked rejuvenated, almost four or five years younger. Could it all be because of Flora?

"I included ingredients like lavender and chamomile in the sachet I gave you. Wearing it close to your body can not only help with sleep and relaxation but also boost your vitality and overall health."

Shawn was astounded. "It's that effective?!"

He decided then and there that the sachet would become his new essential.

The other senior students were itching to ask Flora for one but felt too embarrassed. Asking Flora for help with their reports and thesis was within the normal scope of academic exchange in the lab. But asking for a personal sachet from Flora seemed a bit much, especially since they hadn't shown her much respect when she first joined the lab. Lacking the nerve to ask, they could only silently regret and envy.

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Meanwhile, in the country of M, within the medical community, Selene looked at the invitation to Club 257's annual meeting, her heart racing a bit faster.

Last year, she received an invitation too, but someone tore it up, and later, she was mysteriously disqualified.

This year, she finally got the chance to attend Club 257's annual gathering again. Moreover, she had an additional title now-a disciple of the medical community.

Selene thought, *Perhaps this time I could finally meet S?* She had been working hard to grow and had joined the medical community, striving to stand shoulder to shoulder with him. She felt a bit more confident about meeting him now.

Unknown to Selene, the medical community and Club 257 had long harbored grievances against each other. Her status as a disciple of the medical community would only bring her embarrassment. "Senior Selene, the Director has asked to see you."

A knock on the door was followed by a young man in a lab coat standing politely at the entrance.

"I'll be right there," Selene replied.

She closed her laptop and hurried to the Director's office. The office door was closed. She knocked gently three times, respectfully saying, "Director, it's me, Selene."

The door automatically swung open. "Come in," a man's aged and chilly voice came from inside.

Selene stepped in.

"The list for the return trip has been finalized. You should know what we're going back for, right?"

Selene nodded.

"Although it's framed as a medical exchange with the University of Maple Grove, our true aim is to showcase the strength of the medical community to the world. Moreover, we want the people of Austenberg to realize that their top institution is no match for us."

Selene frowned. After all, she was from Austenberg. Having spent some time at the University of Maple Grove, she felt somewhat uncomfortable hearing the Director disparage it.