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"They're symptoms of being in love, Miss Lin. And yes... being in love can be chronic."
The doctor's words kept ringing on Zeirenne's ears on repeat. As if there was a voice recorder inside her mind, the same sentenced echoed in her brain. "They're symptoms of being in love... symptoms of being in love... being in love."
"I'm in love?" Zeirenne murmured to herself before facing the doctor, "How do you know that? Does love really come with these symptoms? You're making it sound like a disease."
Everyone in that room sighed. The nurses immediately packed all the equipment back to their cases and marked this incident as a false alarm. There was no poisoning, just a rare case love-blindness, a disease Medical School didn't teach them how to handle.
