"I don't think there's anything humiliating about it at all," An Hao put away the magazine, "People like you who have never even tried and spend their days smugly mocking others, are the ones who are truly humiliating and ridiculous."
"Fine, you're sharp-tongued, and I can't argue with you. But I bet you really want to cry right now, don't you? Go on then, run to Yan Ye and have a good cry." An Kexin said, lifting her proud head and walking toward the dormitory.
An Hao clutched the magazine tightly, bit her teeth, and without looking back, headed to Yan Ye's dormitory.
Having just pulled an all-nighter and performed two surgeries, Yan Ye was getting ready to shower and sleep when he heard the sound of urgent knocking at the door.
He opened the door to find An Hao standing outside holding a copy of the medical journal.
"The paper got published already?"
"No, it's not mine," An Hao hung her head, paused, and then said with disappointment, "Lei Linxuan's paper was selected."