Chapter 278


    Arabe raised her eyes quickly, and a handsome face was magnified in her sight. It was Tyrone.


    She was surprised to see him here.


    Tyrone lowered his handsome eyelids and nced at her, and then his cool gaze fell on the small


    bottle containing the venom of the Mand flower. "What is that?"


    Arabe''s slender eyshes quivered, and she quickly reached for the small bottle and put it in her


    pocket. "Nothing. It''s just something Reba brought me for fun."


    Arabe was not good at lying. Even though she tried to pretend to be natural and calm now, Tyrone


    still frowned and said, "Why do I feel like it''s poison?"


    Arabe didn''t speak.


    She suddenly remembered that Tyrone was a medical genius and the youngest and most excellent


    academician in Faykarta. Therefore, it was too difficult to hide something from him. She guessed that


    he had already seen something.


    Arabe wanted to pat herself on the head. She thought, "Why was I so careless? He must have seen


    it. But he''s always so elusive. I didn''t even hear his footsteps just now."


    She was silent for a moment and then said, "Tyrone, this is my private matter. Just leave me alone. No


    matter what, I''m your sister-inw, so please do not tell your brother about this matter."


    Seeing the pleading in her eyes, Tyrone did not speak.


    At that moment, Arabe suddenly realized that her wrist was still in his palm. She quickly moved and


    wanted to withdraw her hand.


    However, she failed because Tyrone didn''t let go.


    Arabe couldn''t help but think, "I''ve already pondered deeply about why Mr. Lucero is so angry. I can


    feel that Mr. Lucero really minds my interactions with his aunt and younger brother, although I still don''t


    know why. I just feel that even if Mr. Lucero does not like his aunt and brother very much, he should not


    be so resistant or even so defensive against them.


    I feel that Mr. Lucero is hiding something from me.


    However, Grandma was right. Perhaps I did not give Mr. Lucero enough security. No matter what Mr.


    Lucero''s reason is, I should keep a distance from his aunt and younger brother, knowing that he


    doesn''t like them.


    But why is Tyrone still grabbing my hand?"


    Arabe looked at him in confusion. "Are youing to me for something?"


    "No." Tyrone slowly loosened her slender, fair wrist and took his own coat. Then he casually said, "I


    heard that Stephany saved an olddy this morning and even applied acupuncture with gold needles.


    Is that true?"


    Arabe nodded. "It seems so."


    Tyrone didn''t look back but said indifferently, "I once saw a girl do so. It was on the street of Faykarta."


    Arabe''s memory quickly returned to two years ago when she went to Faykarta and saved a critically


    ill patient on the street. At that time, there was another person who had extremely beautiful hands,


    holding a scalpel. She and that person performed surgery on that patient on the street.


    Arabe''s eyes fell on Tyrone''s hands. As Tyrone clutched at his coat, his curling, slender fingers were


    as fair and delicate as works of art.


    Arabe''s pupils contracted a little. She remembered that the person who had cooperated with her


    back then was Tyrone.


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    "Was that you?" Arabe showed a shocked expression.


    Tyrone looked back at her, nodded, and whispered, "Yes, it was me."


    Arabe had never expected it to be Tyrone. At that time, she was so focused on saving the patient


    that she did not pay any attention to Tyrone. After that, she returned to Hardgrad and forgot all about it.


    She couldn''t help but think, "This world is really small. It turns out that we two met two years ago and


    even coborated on a shocking surgery."


    Thinking of this, Arabe smiled and said, "It must be fate then."


    Tyrone smiled in agreement.