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

Connor was feeling restless, all thanks to her teasing. If they weren't on a plane with Crimson and the others nearby, he might have just made his move on Flora right then and there. Just as things were heating up, a knock on the door cut through the tension. "Flora, were you looking for me?"NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

It was Jules.

Flora had wanted to ask about some special medicine, so she stopped teasing Connor and got up to leave, not even glancing back. It was like she had lit a fire and walked away without bothering to put it out.

Connor sat up, rubbing his temples as he watched her go. A minute later, he picked up his phone and made a call.

"Got a question for you, come on in."

A man hurried into the room. He was Dr. Marshall, the new head of the Medical Division, and also the doctor responsible for Connor's treatment. Noticing Connor's serious expression, he immediately adopted a cautious demeanor. Was the boss about to give him an important task?

"Be honest with me, how are my injuries really?" Connor asked in a low voice.

Dr. Marshall looked puzzled. "Boss, your wounds are all dressed up. There's nothing major."

"What else?" Connor pressed, lowering his voice even more.

Dr. Marshall felt a twinge of anxiety. What else could there be?

"There's... really nothing else," he stammered.

"I mean, is there something wrong with me on the inside?" Connor hesitated, his face growing pale.

"Boss, what are you trying to say?" Dr. Marshall was near tears. Was the boss about to give him the boot from Empire Base for some slip-up?

"What I'm getting at is..." Connor took a deep breath, "Will my injuries... affect... you know, bedroom activities?"

His ears turned red. "Am I... lacking in vitality?"

Dr. Marshall was caught off guard, stunned into silence for a moment.

"Boss, your injuries do have some impact on your body," he finally said.

Connor tensed up.

"But you're in your prime, full of energy. With a few prescriptions from me, taken seriously, you'll be just fine."

"I get it." Connor seemed to relax a

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Dr. Marshall nodded, speechless.

"Alright, you can go now."

Connor was a bit miffed; that girl Flora had really given him a scare.

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Meanwhile, Flora had no idea Connor had actually consulted a doctor. She shared everything Eula had told her with Jules.

After hearing it all, Jules was astonished. "There's actually a Martial World?"

He had thought it was just a myth.

"The special medicine you're developing, can it really grant internal strength?" Flora asked.

"It should. I've had some people test it, and the success rate is around eighty percent."

"Give me a bottle."

"Some people might have allergic reactions, Flora. You haven't been tested yet, you—"

"I'm a medic too. Just give it to me. I know what I'm doing."

Jules handed over the medicine to Flora. A bottle with ten pills.

After wrapping up things with the medical organization, Flora and Connor headed back to the medical base, while Crimson returned to Club 257.

That night, Flora sat on her bed, eyeing the bottle of pills, and squinted. She took out a pill and swallowed it.

[Spoiler: Get ready to witness an incredibly impressive Flora, along with Moss and Beck's jaw-dropping reactions. No matter how skilled the martial artist, they're no match for Flora.]

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