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!

Viewer 1: "Holy cow, did I hear that right?! Did Mr. Atticus just mention Flora?! So, they actually forfeited because they were scared of Flora!"

Viewer 2: "I'm dying of curiosity here. What on earth did Flora do to scare them so much, like they've seen a ghost, almost peeing their pants!"

Their curiosity was unbearable, wishing they could leap through the screen to ask directly.

"Who's up for the second round?" Mr. Atticus, still unaware of the drone, rubbed his aching head and asked.

The second round wasn't a random draw; participants could choose to enter.

The students from the medical organization stayed dead silent.

Going up against Flora felt like walking into a lion's den.

Just seeing Flora made them forget how to walk, let alone compete.

Mr. Atticus's headache worsened, and he had to sit down, leaning heavily on a chair.

"I'll go," Orla bravely volunteered.

She thought their reactions were way over the top.

How formidable could Flora be?

The second round was about clinical 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 her belt?

Orla had never been to the island 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 a candle to her.

Her pride blinded her to the worried looks from her seniors.

"Alright, it's you then," Mr. Atticus sighed, having no hope for Orla's victory.

He just hoped she wouldn't lose too badly.

Against Flora, unless Flora deliberately threw the match into the Pacific Ocean, Orla winning would be a miracle. Orla, seeing their lack of faith in her, felt a surge of defiance. She was determined to win and prove them wrong! The second round began.

The medical organization sent out Orla.

The University of Maple Grove's lab, of course, sent Flora.

The two stood face to face on the stage.

Orla scratched her head, smiling sheepishly. "Flora, this is my fText content © NôvelDrama.Org.

competition. Don't laugh net

don't do well, okay?"

Her tone was sickly sweet.

Flora lifted her gaze to her, lips curling into a smirk. "You're quite the actress," she retorted mercilessly.