"I proved it!" Song He shouted excitedly. "The Large Lin-Gar Conjecture! My approach worked!"
Song He yanked out the IV line, jumped out of bed, and rushed out without even changing out of his hospital gown, shoes already on.
Professor Deng was dumbfounded, still holding his lunchbox with a look of bewilderment.
Before he could react, the sleeping Song He had already disappeared?
The hallway outside the ward was in an uproar. Several nurses hurried past, shouting things like "Catch the patient!" and "The patient escaped!" The whole place was in chaos.
Professor Deng thought back for a moment. What that kid had just shouted seemed to be... "I proved it"?
Song He ran back to the dormitory, panting heavily.
The administration here was fairly efficient. The lock had been changed, but he could still get in with his own ID.
The dormitory was still exactly as he had left it. Proofs were scattered all over the floor in the same order as he remembered. The parts he had written before could still be used, saving him a great deal of writing.
He quickly tore off sheets of white paper, grabbed a pen, and began writing frantically. Without the slightest hesitation, he continued the proof in a smooth, flowing stream.
As he wrote, someone began pounding urgently on the dormitory door.
"Comrade Song He! Comrade Song He! You should go back to the hospital for rest and treatment!" someone shouted from outside.
"I'm going for treatment right now! Right now!" Song He wrote at lightning speed. "Please wait ten minutes!"
The dormitory door was pounded again. The people outside urged him on, their tone quite angry, yet they did not dare to curse him outright.
Song He did not even look up. He spoke soothingly, placating them and buying