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?!
……
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