Before long.
Nurse Xia Yiwei walked over to the folding bed, carrying several boxes of medication.
The folding bed was located near the patient waiting area in the hall.
Xia Yiwei naturally took a seat on one of the waiting chairs and began examining the boxes of medicine she had placed beside her.
Lin Yu wasn’t in a hurry to strike up a conversation. Instead, he wanted to figure out what was really going on.
Judging by the nurse’s actions,
it was obvious—
Lin Yu was sick!
As for what exactly was wrong with him, that remained a complete mystery.
What’s more,
Xia Yiwei’s gaze drifted toward the folding bed.
She didn’t seem the least bit fazed by the setup there.
Truly a professional nurse!
Even in a dream,
with such private garments exposed right in front of Lin Yu,
she didn’t find it the slightest bit strange?
That kind of composure wasn’t something just anyone could pull off!
"Xiao Yu, let me give you some advice," Xia Yiwei said as she opened one of the medicine boxes, her tone gentle yet firm.
"This condition has become quite common among young people in recent years—you’re not alone."
"Don’t lose hope in life. You’re still very young."
"If you approach it the right way and identify the root cause, recovery is still possible."
Lin Yu: "???"
Why did that sound like she was comforting someone with a terminal illness?
In Xia Yiwei’s subconscious, was he really that far gone?
If so, what was the point of getting medicine from a community hospital?
To keep the dream world running smoothly and prevent it from collapsing,
Lin Yu played along:
"Actually… my mindset’s pretty good."
"Yiwei, you don’t need to worry about me. I’ve come to terms with it."
"Who can say they’ll never get sick in their lifetime?"
"As long as… I don’t have any regrets, that’s what matters!"
Based on Lin Yu’s reasoning,
if this really were a terminal illness, out of sympathy for someone "living on borrowed time,"
Xia Yiwei might just fulfill his "unresolved desires."
Those skimpy outfits on the folding bed would finally serve their purpose.
Makes sense. Perfect sense.
And yet—
Xia Yiwei’s eyes widened in shock at Lin Yu’s words.
She blurted out without thinking:
"You’ve already made peace with it? Damn, that’s impressive!"
Lin Yu: "???"
Hold on—
That casual "Damn" instantly made Lin Yu realize
things weren’t as simple as he’d thought!
He immediately moved closer to Xia Yiwei, trying to get a clear look at the medication in her hands.
Click… click…
Xia Yiwei aggressively popped a small pill out of its blister pack.
Before Lin Yu could get a proper look,
she was already handing him a pale blue tablet.
"This brand’s dosage is 100mg per pill."
"Normally, if the situation isn’t severe, 50mg should be enough—you can start with half a pill."
"If you feel like your case is worse, take the whole thing."
"Today’s just a simple test to see if this can solve your problem."
"If it works, then your… issue is psychological, not physical."
Xia Yiwei explained everything with clinical professionalism.
But Lin Yu was floored.
He recognized this pill!
The night before his rebirth, he’d been messing around with this very thing.
So in Nurse Xia’s subconscious, he was incapable?!
What kind of sick joke was this?!
This was an outright insult to his dignity!
Lin Yu was now itching to "educate" Xia Yiwei properly—
while doing so, he’d make sure to ask her repeatedly:
"Did it work? Huh? Did it?!"
"Did it work? Huh? Did it?!"
"…"
Looking back now,
those outfits on the folding bed were just part of his treatment?!
With a mocking smirk, Lin Yu sat down beside Xia Yiwei.
He took the pill from her and casually tossed it aside.
Xia Yiwei scrambled to retrieve it, protesting:
"Hey! I paid for that—it wasn’t cheap!"
"You ungrateful little—!"
Lin Yu grabbed her wrist before she could chase after the pill, his tone firm:
"Yiwei, don’t you know?"
"I’ve been fine for a while now—I don’t need that stuff!"
Xia Yiwei eyed him skeptically:
"Fine? Stop lying to save face!"
"In front of medical professionals, you should face reality."
"I… I wouldn’t laugh at you, okay?"
"If all else fails, we can always be sisters!"
"You could even find a boyfriend—guys would love someone like you."
Lin Yu: "…"
Wasn’t she already laughing at him?!
Nurse Xia’s talent for infuriating people in just three sentences remained undiminished, even in the dream world.
Fine.
So she thought he was a joke, huh?
Assuming he was into guys, huh?
Then he’d prove it.
Lin Yu decisively pulled Xia Yiwei toward the heart of the dispute.
This was just a dream world anyway.
If it collapsed, so be it!
Even if it did, he couldn’t let Xia Yiwei’s subconscious retain this humiliating misconception.
"If you don’t believe me, why not check for yourself?"
The moment Xia Yiwei’s hand was pulled forward, her eyes filled with shock.
Stammering, she stared at Lin Yu in disbelief:
"Xiao Yu, you… you’ve gone full Zhao Gao?!"
Lin Yu: "???"
Xia Yiwei: "Where’d it go?"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Now that he thought about it—
Even though he’d dragged Xia Yiwei’s hand over, he didn’t feel anything?
What the hell?!
Was this some kind of "rule enforcement" unique to the dream world’s owner?
I say you’re incapable, so you are?
He’d never encountered anything like this before—this was a first!
Such an absurd new rule left Lin Yu momentarily baffled.
Was this "rule enforcement" specific to Nurse Xia’s dream world,
or had it always existed for everyone, and he’d just never noticed?
He let go of Xia Yiwei’s hand and tried checking for himself.
Still there!
He pulled Xia Yiwei back again.
Xia Yiwei blinked in confusion:
"Xiao Yu, are you… still searching?"
"Can this thing even move?"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
What the actual—?!
Schrödinger’s junk?!
……
(Blacklisted. Not entirely unexpected—there were signs a few days ago. For those who’ve already added this to your bookshelf, you can still read it. New readers might not find it through searches. The problematic chapters involve about twenty sections, which are being revised bit by bit. This might cause some inconsistencies in the narrative flow, and some details might disappear. Apologies in advance. Hoping to win this "revival match" within three days. Updates won’t stop during this time. With no new readers coming in, I hope those still following can lend some support. Every bit of encouragement fuels my writing motivation. Let’s get through this revival match together—thanks!)
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
