Around two in the afternoon, not long after Chen Chuan returned from a meal with his classmates, a familiar knock sounded on his dorm room door. He went to open it and saw Cheng Zitong standing outside, his face wreathed in smiles.
It would be no exaggeration to say he was radiant. His face looked like it was literally about to start glowing.
Chen Chuan's heart stirred. "Teacher," he said, welcoming the man inside.
Cheng Zitong walked inside, his briefcase tucked under his arm, and said with a chuckle, "Xiaochuan, I came here specifically today to tell you some good news. Your application for a spot in Central City has been approved by the Central Hospital."
Although Chen Chuan had been mentally prepared for this, he still felt an irrepressible wave of joy surge through him upon hearing the news.
Cheng Zitong smiled. "I wanted to tell you the moment I got the news this morning, but you were out for lunch, so I've been waiting for you to get back."
