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

Upon hearing this, Dr. Ray's already grim face darkened even more, his eyes behind the glasses filled with disgust and anger as he barked at Flora, "What's going on?" Though his tone was inquisitive, Dr. Ray was already convinced that Flora was guilty of unprovoked harm. When you hold a grudge against someone, everything they do seems wrong. Flora lazily began to explain, "She ended up like this because..."

"Dr. Ray, you must stand up for me!" Alexa's shrill voice cut Flora off. "I was in the restroom just now when Flora suddenly rushed in. She slammed my head against the sink and tried to wreck my hand on purpose!"

Alexa rolled up her sleeve to reveal her trembling hand, badly bruised and a shocking sight for everyone. For a medical student, hands are their most valuable tool, and Flora had recklessly endangered another's.

Dr. Ray was livid. "Flora, you really have some nerve. Lacking any real skill yourself and instead focusing on harming others! You'll stay in the lab today to reflect and write a ten-thousand-word self-critique! If you don't finish, you're not leaving!"

Flora's expression turned icy. She had wanted to explain, but now she couldn't be bothered. Dr. Ray was so biased against her that anything she said would be useless. She had her pride, too.

With Alexa's visible injuries as damning evidence, it seemed clear Flora was at

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glanced at Flora before reluctantly following them. Dr. Ray was too angry for reasoning now; it was better to wait for his

a provocative glare before quickly making her exit. She dared not get too close to Flora again, fearing a repeat of the earlier

by a tense aura. After a few seconds, she

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in the evening, Dr. Ray returned to the lab with his team. His anger had subsided, but his disdain for Flora lingered. Fortunately, Alexa's injury wasn't severe, or he would