Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self by Fleur Delacour

Chapter 244 Don’t Play This Kind of Joke

Winter looked at Angela and said. “Theard that Professor Terence gave you an application Form for the boternational Medical Association.

Angela frowned.

Before she could speak. Cassie interjected, “Do you want to go?”

Although she knew Winter also had one, she found her approach impolite.

Winter shook her head, maintaining a gentle demeanor. “I heard you don’t want to go. Why not give the spot to another student?”

The student beside her looked at Angela hopefully.

Angela pondered for a moment, realizing Winter’s point was valid.

“Of course. We should go Cassie asserted. “I believe she has made up her mind.”

Angela glanced at Cassie, unsure of her intentions, but she didn’t want to embarrass her friend in front of others.

The disappointed expression on the student next to Winter was evident.

Winter appeared helpless as she sighed softly. “Angela, I understand you may have some reservations about me. But please don’t act impulsively just because you disagree with me, thereby depriving others of opportunities.”

Angela furrowed her brow, looking puzzled. “What do you mean?”

She then pulled her classmate over and introduced her, “This is Lily. Despite her modest background, she excels academically and puts in a lot of effort. I’ve heard that if she secures a spot in the International Medical Association this time, both the school and society will offer her a generous scholarship. This opportunity could significantly alleviate her family’s financial struggles.”

“So?” Winter spoke sincerely, “Please don’t make light of this situation. If I have offended you in any way, I apologize.”

Angela remained silent, prompting Cassie to speak out. “Winter, what kind of moral dilemma are you creating here? If you want to assist Lily, why not relinquish your spot? Are you trying to showcase your altruism while actually repulsing others?”

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“I submitted my application form in the teacher’s office at the designated

“You’re quite

talent, I noticed you were still reviewing basic internal medicine during our last encounter This subject demands

you just want me to give up my spot,

benefit, Technically, the spot belongs to Lily. It’s just that Professor

is biased?” Cassic exclaimed. “Winter, stop trying to sow discord. Angela took some

Terence’s favored student,

and aren’t adept at flattery.

“Enough with the insinuations. If you’re so capable, secure the spot yourself. If not, refrain from baseless accusations.”

“Our only strength lies in diligent study, unlike some who

“Even if I don’t go, there are plenty of backup students waiting for Professor Terence’s approval. It’s not solely

teachers.”

spot belongs to who.” Angela’s gaze was cold, her expression serious. “As medical students, we shouldn’t think too highly of ourselves, nor should we wallow in self–pity. If we keep imposing our own ideas on

by Angela’s words and

fault for rushing and bringing Lily here. Sorry about that, we’ll think of another solution.”

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at their backs. “They really think highly of themselves. Angela, can you stand this? Such

Angela smiled.

not make any

indifferent demeanor, Cassie became anxious. “Angela, you really don’t plan to go?”

Angela nodded.

Professor Terence for you, and explain to him. Otherwise you will definitely

it

form Angela gave and went straight ahead, then turned and called

two of them helped Angela fill out the registration form

classroom.

hesitated, “Do we really have to submit it?

not like her. She was impulsive and fiery. Since she had considered not going, they were going against

a pity not to go to such a good opportunity. It’s not just about Winter showing off, but it will greatly benefit Angela’s future development. I really

also nodded in agreement.

then asked, “So, when should we tell her?”

felt a little guilty, then said, “Anytime is fine. I think she will definitely find out. It doesn’t matter who tells