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nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nClaire recalled Sheldon’s clumsy movements.

nIt wouldn’t be easy for him to enter the Life-Death Sect.

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n“So, you accidentally saved your biological brother?” Gallon couldn’t believe it. “The point is, you didn’t know about this until today? Didn’t you even remember your patients?”

nClaire lay on the bay window, fiddling with the computer, her two little feet were swaying.

nHer toes were round and cute, almost glowing in the sun.

n“I never remember these things.”

nYes…

nPatients were no different from pork for her.

n“I heard that no hospital dared to accept him back then. What was the success rate of his operation?” Gallon was curious.

nClaire replied casually. “Zero.”

n“Zero?!” Gallon was dumbfounded and couldn’t help but exclaim. “Zero success rate and you accepted this patient? Were you crazy?”

nNo wonder no hospital dared to accept him.

nZero success rate was tantamount to a sureshot death.

nBut the point was not this.

nThe point was that she saved Sheldon’s life!

nClaire looked at Gallon sideways and smiled proudly. “But it was very challenging, wasn’t it?”

nGallon sighed secretly. Only she dared to say such arrogant words.

n“Are you going to tell him?”

n“No.” Claire said firmly, “Besides, I have no plans to stay at the Smiths for long.”

nGallon said in surprise, “Then, where are you going?”

n“Go to find the elders of the Menglai Clan. I must… resolve the bewitching bug in my body.” Claire’s eyes were glowing.

nYes, she had to resolve this problem as soon as possible.

n“By the way, are you still… still unable to operate?”

nHearing this, Claire paused.

nShe slowly looked down at her hands, which were white and slender, with distinct bone joints, but the slight shaking was uncontrollably.

nShe secretly clenched her hands.

nHer voice was calm and emotionless.

n“I don’t know. I haven’t tried it.”

nGallon looked at the girl with the lowered face. Her long eyelashes happened to conceal the emotions in her eyes.

nHe regretted mentioning this, and quickly changed the subject. “Have you seen your fiancé?”

nClaire frowned and her tone suddenly became cold. “Yes.”

n“Oh, it seems that you don’t quite like him?” Gallon jested. “I heard that he has a brain problem. Is it true?”

n“Yeah.” Claire stared at the computer and replied somewhat perfunctorily. “He lost all his memories in a car accident two years ago and his brain was damaged.”

nGallon tittered and joked. “Then, you two will make a perfect match. Both of you have lost your memories.”

nClaire directly showed him the knife in her sleeve. “Do you want to die?”

nGallon immediately shut up.

nClaire didn’t stay for dinner. Before it got dark, she went to the bookstore again.

nPassing by the alley, she glanced sideways when she heard some noise.

nThere was a fight going on inside. A few gangsters surrounded one person, and the atmosphere was tense.

nThe man in the middle was tall and handsome. He took off his famous-brand jacket, and threw it aside. He rolled up his neat cuffs, and stared at the gangsters arrogantly.

nSheldon?

nClaire narrowed her eyes, leaning against the wall and watching with interest.

nThe spoiled young master was knocked to the ground within a few minutes.

nBoring…

nClaire slowly straightened up and said unhurriedly, “Have you finished?”

nHer casual voice blew into everyone’s ears with the night breeze.

nThe punks turned their heads, and when they saw it was a girl, they all sported lascivious smiles.

n“Little sister, you’d better not meddle in our affair. If you don’t go home, you will be spanked by your mother, hahaha…”

nSheldon raised his head with difficulty. In his blurred vision, there was a slender figure standing at the entrance of the alley like a fairy stepping down the sky in the moonlight.

nClaire?

nHis eyes widened suddenly.

nClaire was tilting her head and smiling, but her eyes were icy. “What if I must meddle in this?”

nA gangster raised his middle finger at her. “Then, just try it!”

nClaire put her schoolbag in the corner properly and slowly twisted her wrist. Her bones snapped.

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