Zheng Qing felt that he had never slept so peacefully before.
So much so that when he realized he had woken up, he was still reluctant to leave, lingering over the comfort from moments ago and unwilling to open his eyes.
Until Zhang Jixin's howl reached his ears.
"Already over?!
"The Red-faced Male Wizard's voice was like thunder, shaking the entire room until it buzzed. "How could that be! It had only just begun!"
So what if it was over? Did he have to shout like that?
The young scholarship student kept his eyes closed and complained inwardly, while a question slowly surfaced through his sluggish thoughts—wait, Zhang Jixin was not in the same dorm as him. Why was he shouting beside him? Was Youzui holding a meeting? How did I not know?
"Quiet!"
A stern voice that was both unfamiliar and familiar rang out nearby. "This is the School Hospital, not your dormitory! Don't disturb the other students' rest!"
Oh, the School Hospital. No wonder the voice sounded familiar. It had to be Madam Bella... wait...
Zheng Qing abruptly opened his eyes and sprang upright, startling the little elf watering the flowers on his bedside table so badly that it fell straight into the bouquet.
The wizard stared blankly at the stark white wall ahead, his gaze unfocused.
Youzui, Edge, the School Hunting Meet, the finals, the tiger flying into the sky, the giant running wildly, the quiet riverbank, the little bug that had landed on his hand—bit by bit, memories of reality filled his mind again.
"Awake?"
Dr. Xiao's voice came from beside him. "You woke up at a rather unfortunate time. Class Monitor Jiang just left... See? The flowers on your bedside table were brought by her."
Zheng Qing turned his stiff neck toward the bouquet. It