Chapter 81

Lately, Maximilian had been swamped. By the time he made it to the hospital, Katniss was already out cold.

The next morning, when she woke up, nurse Mira mentioned that Maximilian had swung by, hung out for a bit, and then took off. He always left around midnight.

But there was something else bugging her.

Every morning and evening, she got these texts from an unknown number. Just simple greetings and concerns.

While sipping the porridge Felix brought, her phone buzzed on the table.

She glanced at the time. Right on schedule.

Putting down the spoon, Katniss picked up her phone and checked the message. Yep, it was from that unknown number.

[Good morning, it's getting colder today. Keep warm, and remember to close the window to avoid catching a cold.]

She read it and then calmly deleted the message.

She had a pretty good idea who it was-probably Ramon. But who said she had to reply?

If she were still the naive girl from her past life, she might've felt bad, thinking she hurt Ramon's feelings.

But now, after living for decades, Katniss saw through Ramon's little games.

He wasn't putting in any real effort.

Did he think a few sweet words and some concern would win her over?

itchy. She didn't dare scratch it, worried it would leave a scar. She lifted her shirt. The bruises that were

a thorough

showed it was just external injuries, no bone damage,

and started reading. She'd been in the hospital for almost a week and had fallen behind in her studies. After studying all morning, her eyes

body's just starting to get better. Rest up; you can catch up on your studies

That familiar voice.

It was Dylan.

Dylan, her eyes flickering

white coat, walked in, pulled up a chair, and sat by the bed, picking up the book

you should be studying in your

her

Dylan's well-defined fingers, which were very attractive

his career. As the youngest doctor in Luminous City, many people paid a high price to get an appointment with him, and the wealthy and powerful sought him for surgeries. With such a skilled doctor in

her death in her past life, Dylan had used her kidney to perform surgery on Clara.

already dead, so how could Dylan

must have

given everything to the Manners family and Clara, right up until

you laughing

onto Katniss's self-mocking smile, tinged with disappointment and a

couldn't quite

Clara and Katniss got jumped by those thugs and ended up in the hospital, Katniss had

trouble, but she was

Dylan. "Dylan, if Clara and I were both sick and only one could be saved, who would you save?" "You're

her head slightly. "But if you could only save one? Saving Clara means I die, and saving me means Clara

frowned and then suddenly smiled, "Don't joke about stuff like that. It's bad luck to talk about it. You're too old to

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