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

Flora's mesmerizing eyes narrowed into a sly smile. "Maybe so."

They had recognized her.

After stepping down from the podium, the students from the various medical organizations slunk back to their seats, as timid as quails.

Mr. Atticus had finally shaken off his initial shock. Seeing them like this, he was livid. "Seriously? She hasn't even done anything yet, and you're acting like scared puppies! Is she really that terrifying?!" Not just a few, but nearly every student from the medical organizations nodded furiously.

Yes, she is that terrifying!

"Mr. Atticus, what's gotten into my seniors?" Orla frowned, utterly perplexed.

She had never seen them so scared of anyone before.

Mr. Atticus, too caught up in his frustration, didn't bother to answer. He glared at the students, barking, "Listen up! I don't care how scared you are; you need to get up there! Flora is just one person. What can she possibly do in front of everyone? Eat you alive?!"

Unbeknownst to Mr. Atticus, a drone hovered above, broadcasting every word live.

The live chat exploded instantly!

did I hear that right?! Did Mr. Atticus just mention

earth did Flora do to scare them so much, like

unbearable, wishing they could leap

Mr. Atticus, still unaware of the drone, rubbed

random draw;

medical organization stayed dead

up against Flora felt like walking into a lion's

forget how to walk, let alone

headache worsened, and he had to sit down,

Orla bravely

their reactions were way over the

formidable could Flora

surgery. Flora was just a freshman, probably never even having stood at an operating table. How could she outperform Orla, who had countless operations under

or seen Flora's skills firsthand, so she still believed Flora was just stronger in theory. When it came to clinical surgery experience, Flora couldn't hold

to the worried looks

sighed, having no

just hoped she wouldn't

lack of faith in her, felt a surge of defiance. She was determined to