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Chapter 221 Initiated Jeffrey's appearances in the book were sparse, and since Milly hadn't read the complete story, her impression of him was only vague.

Milly couldn't quite figure out Jeffrey's personality.

But then again, she didn't need to understand the personalities of these high-level characters. They would surely support the protagonist, Stephanie, who currently despises Milly. So, it was normal for them not to like her either.

If she had any other choice, she wouldn't have asked him for help.

Jeffrey looked at the girl in front of him, a slight smirk forming on his lips, almost as if he was amused. His gaze showed a hint of appreciation.

He started to think that Milly was quite clever, worthy of being a Burnett. She knew he wouldn't agree to help her easily, so she invoked Grandpa's name.

Milly's implication was clear: if Jeffrey refused to help, it would be against Grandpa's wishes. She would make sure Grandpa found out, so he had no choice but to help Jeffrey raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Letsee the wound." From his tone, Milly knew he had given in. She quickly rolled up Apollo's sleeve and presented his arm to Jeffrey. When Jeffrey saw the wound, a shadow briefly crossed his eyes, but it was quickly masked by his lashes.

His professional instincts as a doctor kicked in. He always carried emergency supplies with him. With his experience, he swiftly bandaged Apollo's wound.

"The wound is deep but not critical. It's just a surface injury. I've treated it, and it should be fine. Once you get down the mountain, go to a hospital for a proper dressing change.

Milly sighed in relief at his words.

In the , Jeffrey was known for his exceptional medical skills, and his proficient handling of the wound reinforced that reputation. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

"Thank you, Jeffrey." Jeffrey responded with a curt "Okay" and was about to habitually put his hands in his pockets when a delicate hand grabbed his wrist.

Milly held his hand, taking out a wet wipe to clean Apollo's blood from his palm.

dib "Jeffrey, your hand has blood on it. It would be difficult to clean if it got on your clothes. It's better to wipe it off.

The wet wipe had a floral scent, which immediately masked the smell of blood on his fingers.

1/3 Chapter 221 Initiated wipe, looking at Jeffrey with a sweet expression. "Thank you for your help.

With that, she led Apollo away.

+ Pearls Jeffrey's fingers twitched slightly as he brought them to his nose. The strong scent of the wet wipe had completely covered the smell of blood.

Milly was quite smart.

If he remembered correctly, Apollo's blood had a peculiar medicinal smell, not the kind from a medical infusion, but an inherent scent mixed into his blood.

Why would a normal person's blood have such a scent? Moreover, if a normal person's blood was infused with so much medication, they couldn't survive.

Milly must have realised he detected something odd about Apollo's blood, so she used the wet wipe to remove it and took the wipe with her to prevent any traces.

She was afraid Jeffrey would discover something, which meant there was something strange about Apollo. As soon as Milly and Apollo returned, they saw Master Nirvana walking in slowly.

Earlier, when she had stepped out, Master Nirvana had said he would pray for Daisy, so she hadn't wanted to interrupt and had left quietly.

Now that Nirvana had cover, it seemed he had finished the prayers.

True to his status as a top-tier Buddhist elder, Nirvana's mere presence brought the previously whispering crowd in the prayer hall to complete silence. Everyone put their hands together and bowed slightly, the highest gesture of respect in Buddhism.

This clearly showed how revered Nirvana was among them.

Ignoring the crowd, Nirvana walked slowly to the religious statue and respectfully began to pray.

His voice echoed, deep and resonant, like religious music echoing through a valley.

Afterward, he turned to Milly, who was not far away, and said, “Disciple, cforward to be initiated." As soon as he spoke, the prayer hall was filled with the sound of rosaries dropping to the floor. Clink, clink. Everyone turned their incredulous gazes toward Milly.

Initiation? It was settled? Milly remained silent.

Well, she understood their shock, but they shouldn't be more confused than she was. She had agreed to this initiation in a blur of confusion.

"D"mn, Milly, are you becoming Master Nirvana's disciple?" 2/3 Chapter 221 Initiated "Milly, is it you? Am I dreaming? My sister is Master Nirvana's disciple. Does this makerelated to Master Nirvana too?" "No wonder Boss didn't want to follow Master Vajra. There was a bigger figure involved!" "Does this mean she has to shave her head? Milly would look terrible bald..." "She's a secular disciple! Milly is a secular disciple, so she doesn't need to shave her head, you id*ot!" They were too noisy.

Milly resisted the urge to shut them up. Ignoring the chatter around her, she knelt on the cushion before Nirvana and respectfully bowed three times. "Greetings, Master." Nirvana, fingering his rosary with his eyes half-closed, began to chant and pray, "From now on, your Buddhist nwill be Emptiness." Milly considered this. Emptiness In Buddhist scriptures, it signifies the inherent nonexistence of self-nature and the absence of birth and destruction.

It was fitting and matched her current state of mind well.

"Thank you, Master Milly bowed again, accepting the name.

Just then, an urgent voice rang out: "Master Nirvana, you can't!"

The voice belonged to Master m Karuna, who continued anxiously, "Master Nirvana, that word was bestowed upon you alone by the Grandmaster. How can you give it to someone else? You must give Ms. Milly a different religious name."

Even the usually composed Vajra nodded in agreement. "Masterm Nirvana, Master Karuna is na is right. This ncarries too much weight. I fear Ms. Milly cannot bear it.” X