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?"

that Shawn looked rejuvenated, almost four or five years younger. Could

to your body

was astounded. "It's

that the sachet would become

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

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the medical community, Selene looked at the invitation

but someone tore it up, and

year, she finally got the chance to attend Club 257's annual gathering again. Moreover,

grow and had joined the medical community, striving to stand shoulder to shoulder with him. She felt a bit more confident about meeting

had long harbored grievances against each other. Her status as a disciple of the medical community would

on the door was followed by a young man in a lab coat

right

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