It was a little past three in the afternoon. Dean Xia was in his office reading documents when the door was flung open. No, it was slammed open. The secretary rushed in, holding up a piece of paper, his face flushed red, and he could hardly speak coherently: "Dean... Dean! It's approved! All of them are approved!"
Dean Xia looked up, momentarily stunned: "What was approved?"
"National Key Clinical Specialty!" the secretary almost shouted, "Orthopedics, Cardiac Surgery, Neurosurgery, Emergency Center, four! All four are approved!"
The pen in Dean Xia's hand fell onto the desk.
He snatched the paper, scanned through it once from top to bottom, then again, and then looked up at the secretary, speechless for a long time.
The secretary watched him nervously: "Dean?"
Dean Xia suddenly stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to him, and said, "You go out first."
Xiao Zhou was taken aback.
"Out." Dean Xia's voice sounded a bit off.
