The words on the test paper began to tremble.
It's not that my hands are shaking, it's that the words are twisting on their own. I blinked, thinking it was the result of staying up all night to recite, and rubbed my eyes hard. Opening it again, the names of the medicinal materials on the test paper automatically lined up, with a vague light tail trailing behind each word.
"There are still thirty minutes to hand in the paper."
The invigilator's voice sounded like it was coming from underwater. I glanced at Li Haoran next to me. His pen tip was flying, and the answer sheet was almost full. There were whispers from behind, and Wang Lili was discussing the answer to the last question in a suppressed voice.
I looked down at my paper.
The second page is empty. The third page is empty. The fourth page is so white that it reflects light.
Perfect.
This is the ninth time I have failed. There are only so many opportunities for make-up exams in ordinary universities. If I try again, I will probably have to pack up and get out. Grandma's hospital bed is still lying in the county hospital. I support my monthly hospitalization fee of 3,200 yuan by delivering food part-time. If she was fired, the old lady might just pull out the tube and leave.
