Mark ignored him and continued making notes on the materials,
Silence meant no.
Milo laughed, raising an eyebrow at me: “I told you so. The first time I met her, I could tell what her level was.”
I smiled helplessly. “Yes, you’re the most perceptive.”
Milo asked curiously: “Professor, what level do you think she’s at in the field?”
Without Ferris’s introduction,” Mark said flatly, “she wouldn’t be qualified to reach my level in this lifetime.”
As one of the top healers in the medical field, he dealt with world–class talent in this area every day.
Ashley’s level wouldn’t even be considered excellent among ordinary healers.
he was nowhere near the caliber of students he was willing to accept.
When Aurora was about Ashley’s age, she was already serving as a healer in war zones.”
Milo reminisced, sighing: “Though if you hadn’t gone to the war zone, you wouldn’t have met Ferris. If you hadn’t met Ferris, you wouldn’t have donated your
Done marrow-”
Mark coughed, signaling him to stop.
Realizing his mistake, Milo looked at me apologetically: “Sorry, Aurora.”
shook my head, indicating I didn’t mind.
Donating bone marrow to Ferris had been my own decision. I hadn’t even put my name in the donor column on the records because I didn’t want to use this avor to coerce Ferris–I wanted him to love me from his heart.
But I had failed.
After a moment of silence, Mark asked: “By the way, how is Linus doing lately?”
Hearing that name, my heart instinctively clenched with pain.
answered: “Same as always. No response to the outside world, but his vital signs remain stable.”
Mark sighed, his usually cold tone becoming unusually gentle: “He’ll get better, Aurora.”
Five years ago, my brother Linus, who had been my only family for years, was severely injured in a rogue attack during a study abroad program while protecting his classmates. His injuries were so severe that even doctors had given up hope.
But he never woke up, surviving only with medication and machines maintaining his vital signs.
Now, Linus lay quietly in the hospital bed, eyes closed, his features still showing traces of his youthful handsomeness.
He was still young, like a snow wolf pup yet to awaken, slumbering beneath the ice.
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