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!)
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iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
