Right now, Hou Dusheng's inner world was collapsing.
Zhang Fan—how could he not know him.
A guy who was fluent in twelve foreign languages.
And he'd finished twelve test papers in under two hours, all with full marks.
Later on, he even took the championship title at the British Royal College of Music.
That's a straight-up genius.
The moment he heard the news, he immediately called up the hospital staff and rushed over with them.
Six days and six nights.
One hundred and forty-four hours.
Swap in an ordinary person, and after forty-eight hours without sleep they'd already be in that "about to ascend to heaven" state.
Every minute after that would be pure torture.
"Make way, make way!" Hou Dusheng shouted.
At this moment, the entrance of the library was already packed with thousands of people.
Starting from the third day, even those who'd just been watching the live stream on their phones had all rushed over.
