Matthew couldn't stop wiping the sweat away from his brow as he stepped out of the ward. He wasn't tired but merely unused to the vice president's enthusiasm.
If he hadn't used his prep for the upcoming competition as an excuse, he would never have been able to peel himself off the vice president's friendly invitation.
By the time they arrived at the hall, the inspection staff had already been waiting impatiently in the lobby for quite some time. Nonetheless, when they were greeted with the sight of several morose proctors hanging their heads, they had a pretty good grasp of the result of today's examination.
"Why are you guys still here?" Roland demanded coldly.
He distinctly remembered that he had given out the order for the crowd to leave before entering the ward. This was a hospital, after all. The last thing the tired doctors needed was for a bunch of people to be loitering about.
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