Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222 

In the room, Flora lay on her bed, chatting away with Connor on her phone. Crimson sat next to her, typing furiously on her laptop. The butler had left some food on the table, but neither had touched it. They had just eaten, and frankly, they weren’t in the mood for anything from the Bryant family. 

Flora had just sent Connor a funny sticker when his message popped up, [What are you doing?] 

[Hanging out with a friend. How’s everything with your mom?] 

[Almost sorted. I’ll be back as soon as I can.] 

Flora sent back a sticker that said, [Waiting for you.] 

“Seraphine?” A knock on the door was followed by Jordan’s voice. 

Flora sat up and opened the door. “Is she awake?” 

Jordan walked in with the butler, who was all smiles. “She hasn’t woken up yet, but she looks a lot better. Ms. Seraphine, your medical skills are truly impressive.” 

Rubbing his hands together eagerly, the butler 

Jordan looked anxiously at Flora too. 

“There is.” Flora nodded. 

Ked, “Is there a permanent cure for the young lady’s condition?” 

“What is it?” The butler’s excitement was palpable. 

“A craniotomy.” Flora hooked a chair with her foot and dragged it behind her to sit down. “But this would be my first time performing one. I’m not sure about the success rate.” 

She had seen Jules perform many neurosurgeries and had assisted him when there was a shortage of hands. But that was just as an assistant. Leading a craniotomy would be a first for her. 

“There’s another, safer method,” Flora said, watching the butler and Jordan’s faces change. “I can craft some special sachets and essential oils. As long as she keeps them with her, they can suppress the symptoms. However, it’s only a temporary fix, and there’s no telling when she might fall ill again.” 

Flora laid out the options clearly for Jordan. The decision was theirs. His brows furrowed, and his usually sharp gaze now carried a hint of confusion as he weighed the options. 

Flora waited patiently without rushing them. 

After a moment, Jordan spoke up. “I choose the first option, a craniotomy.”