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?"

rejuvenated, almost four or five years younger. Could it all be

to your body can not only help with sleep and relaxation but

was astounded. "It's

there that the sachet would become

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

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within the medical community, Selene looked at the invitation to Club 257's annual meeting, her heart racing

year, she received an invitation too, but someone tore it up, and later,

the chance to attend Club 257's annual gathering again. Moreover, she had an additional title now-a

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

to Selene, the medical community and Club 257 had long harbored grievances against each other. Her status as a disciple of the medical

by a young man in a lab coat standing politely at

be right there," Selene

office. The office door was closed. She knocked gently three times, respectfully saying, "Director, it's me,