The wrong posture when dreaming

Inside the closed ward, Jiang Songhe, clutching Jonathan's hand, fell into a deep sleep again.

Seeing this, Wu Fangsi gave Jonathan a wink, then put his arm around Zhouzhou and walked to the bathroom by the door. He opened the door, hooked Liang Jinping out by the neck, and the three of them left the hospital together.

...

Last night, Lin Duole returned to G6club888 private room and found that the boss was not there. Unwilling to go back to the Spider Cave where there was nowhere to stand or sit, he walked along the corridor, peeking through the glass doors of each private room, trying to find the boss's figure.

"He's going to die! He's coughing up blood!"

"Ptooey! Don't move! Don't lie flat, you'll suffocate! Hey, get up, I'll do it! Lie on your side! You're always busy having affairs, how come you don't even have this much common sense?!"

"Are you kidding me? Who's always..."

"Shut up, I don't want to argue with you right now!"

"..."

"Why are you glaring at me? Call an ambulance!"

"Hello, is this 120? This is G6clubKTV near Jiuwengqiao. Someone's here..."

The door to a private room was suddenly flung open, and Wu Fangsi, who was on the phone, came out, nearly bumping into Lin Duole. Lin Duole instinctively dodged, but Wu Fangsi grabbed him.

"Your boss seems to have alcohol poisoning. Go back to 888 and pack his things. I don't know him well, so you can come with me later. You haven't been drinking, right? Can you drive?"

"Ah? President Jiang?!" Lin Duole exclaimed in surprise, and quickly checked on his boss's condition through the door.

Wu Fangsi pulled Lin Duole out and pushed him towards 888: "The ambulance is coming soon, there's no time to wait. I'll go to the door to meet it first. You hurry up too. If you can drive, come with me. If you can't, call a designated driver. Got it?"

After saying that, he walked straight past Lin Duole and strode towards the exit.

Lin Duole stared at Wu Fangsi's retreating figure, first nodding dazedly, then quickly shaking his head repeatedly, shouting, "Where am I supposed to go?!"

"There's another person in the house named Zhouzhou. Take your things and go find him. I'll call you when the ambulance arrives and tell you which hospital it is."

"Teacher Zhou?" Lin Duole turned around, wanting to call the messenger to wait for him and quickly add his contact information. When the other party responded and looked up, he was surprised to find that Zhouzhou was the handsome wild horse he had met in the restroom.

The chaos of the coincidence and the tense atmosphere left him speechless. He even forgot to add her contact information, and after saying "I'll be right there," he rushed off.

When Lin Duole returned with his things, the medical staff had already carried the unconscious boss onto a stretcher. The doors to the private rooms along the entire corridor were piled high with heads. Lin Duole mustered his courage and shouted, "Don't look!" He then rushed up to ask Zhouzhou which hospital to meet him at.

Renxing Hospital is fortunately located near Jiuweng Bridge. He had his pre-employment physical examination there, so he roughly knew the route.

With his adrenaline levels a bit high, Lin Duole took the car keys out of his boss's trench coat pocket, secretly cheered himself up, and strode out of the KTV, arriving at the parking lot next to the driver's side of his boss's Luman.

As I inserted the car key and opened the car door, the voice of a spider demon squeezed into my mind.

"I just checked, they should be top-tier Super Challengers, at least three hundred of them..."

Lin Duole quietly closed the car door again.

He then pulled out his phone and, with lightning speed, glanced at his salary card, which had a balance of just over five figures.

He realized he didn't have enough money to repair the car, but he could afford the medical bills. So he locked the car, tugged at the handle several times, and with the most shameless urges he'd ever had, rushed to the door of a taxi that had just dropped off a passenger and was about to pick up another. He pushed aside his competitor and squeezed into the back seat.

He blatantly lied, like a drama queen: "Excuse me, excuse me, my wife is about to give birth, sir, please go to Renxing Hospital!!!"

...

Upon arriving at the emergency building of Renxing Hospital, Lin Duole learned from the nurse at the triage desk that the boss was alright and had been taken for a brain CT scan. Lin Duole breathed a sigh of relief, took the ID card that was tucked inside the boss's driver's license, and went to the registration window to make up the missing payments.

Lin Duole clutched the receipt, feeling the pinch as his card balance dwindled by over 1600 yuan in an instant, turning a five-figure sum into a four-figure one. Wu Fang and Si Zhouzhou approached in a trolley, and Lin Duole hurriedly followed them into a private, enclosed ward.

The doctor explained the details of the observation and care arrangements and then left. Apart from the boss, who remained motionless on the bed, the other three people in the ward could only stare at each other and wait.

Seeing that the situation was stable, Lin Duo was pleased and, in order to ease the awkward atmosphere, walked towards the two people leaning against the window, one facing forward and the other with their backs to him.

Just as I was about to say something to thank him, I saw Wu Fangsi hook Zhouzhou's belt, pull him to face her, and then raise her arms to hold his shoulders and back, draping her entire upper body over him.

"I'm really tired, let me lean on you." Wu Fangsi buried her chin in Zhouzhou's neck, her voice lazy and husky, with a hint of coquetry.

The words were clearly directed at Zhouzhou, but Wu Fangsi lifted her eyelids and glanced at Lin Duole across from her. Lin Duole was startled by that chilling look and inexplicably shivered. She stood up straight, scratched her head, and took two steps back, completely bewildered by Wu Fangsi's meaning.

Judging from the doctor's words, the boss probably wouldn't wake up for several more hours. Lin Duole felt extremely awkward and uncomfortable in the strangely atmospheric ward, so he volunteered to go to the company first to get the clean coat the boss would change into after he woke up, and then go back to G6club to call a designated driver to take the Luman to the hospital.

After completing this journey, it was already past four in the morning. No matter how cheerful and energetic Lin Duole was, his vision and steps were already starting to blur and he felt unsteady.

Despite his exhaustion, he returned to the ward. Upon entering, he noticed that Wu Fangsi and Zhouzhou were nowhere to be seen by the window. After taking only a few steps, he was suddenly blocked by a fierce-looking, burly man who emerged from around the corner.

"Who is it?" A familiar whisper drifted from behind the human wall.

"Who is it?" the burly man repeated in a deep voice like a broken record.

Lin Duole raised his head, blinked, and stared intently at the dark brown face above him for a long time. He even recognized a hint of familiarity in the burly man's features.

"It's so quiet, he probably didn't come looking for me," the whisper continued. "Let him in."

The burly man stepped aside, clearing the way and giving way to the view.

Lin Duole felt that he must have been dreaming for almost a day without closing his eyes, otherwise how could he have seen his idol Janus on the bed in the closed ward of the emergency building of Renxing Hospital in the "Porcelain Kingdom, Jingting Wine Pavilion Bridge"?!

Have lots of sweet dreams, that's what I deserve for all my hard work, umm. Lin Duole let out two loud, silly giggles.

"Shh." Janus turned his head, raised his index finger to his lips, and his narrow eyes curved into a smile, as if he were quite familiar with Lin Duole, this unknown fan. Then he asked in an almost breathless voice, "Want to sit down and wait?"

He actually spoke to me about porcelain! So gentle, so considerate, so sweet. Lin Duole covered her mouth and nose, afraid of waking herself from her dream, and obediently sat down on a chair at a safe distance, staring intently at him.

After immersing himself in the view for a while, Lin Duole belatedly realized that something seemed a little off.

"In my dream, why was Janus's attention completely focused on President Jiang? And they were even holding hands? Although they are my real-life and fantasy crushes respectively, shouldn't they both be top-tier dominant characters?! No, no, it must be that I'm dreaming in the wrong way..."

Lin Duole opened his eyes wide to gather his strength, then closed them tightly, counted to ten silently, adjusted his posture, and then opened his eyes as wide as possible.

The art style of the two-person scenes remained unchanged.

Lin Duole refused to believe it and was about to try again when he heard President Jiang in his dream groan twice, then slowly open his eyes and wake up.

Janus: "You're awake?"

President Jiang: "Hmm... why are you still here..."

Janus: "How are you feeling? The doctor said that since your stomach lining is ruptured, you have to fast and abstain from water for three days. During this time, like me, you have to avoid smoking and alcohol."

Mr. Jiang's eyes began to dart around rapidly, he became speechless, and his expression was bewildered.

Janus: "Does it hurt somewhere? Should we call a doctor?"

President Jiang: "…………What happened to your mouth?"

Janus: "The CT scan is fine. What, have you lost your memory?"

President Jiang clearly gasped.

Janus: "It's okay, I'll help you remember."

After Janus finished speaking, he leaned down and pressed his lips to President Jiang's lips, rubbing them together and then nibbling at them...

Lin Duole tilted his head and stretched his neck, letting out a sharp, explosive sound: "What???!!!!"

Mr. Jiang was quite startled by the shout. He craned his neck to look at the source of the sound and met Lin Duole's gaze. The boss and employee looked at each other for about five seconds before the boss turned his face away first, slammed his head into the pillow, bounced it twice, and then began to pull his hand out of his idol's palm.

Without twitching, he let out a muffled groan, then helplessly switched to the other hand, weakly raising it to his stomach. After a moment's hesitation, he used his jaw muscles to lift it up again, trying to cover half his face.

Lin Duole secretly pinched his thigh, wanting to yell again, but he held back.

I, Lin Duole, was once a penniless newbie who lived paycheck to paycheck. Two years after joining Yunhe Entertainment, I rose to become a producer… Cherish it, cherish it, stay calm, stay professional, act as if nothing happened…

So Lin Duole selectively went blind, erased his memory by stabbing himself, and acted as if nothing had happened. He forcibly blocked the attraction emanating from his idol, activated the human-machine mode, and began to explain his affairs to his boss, or rather, report on the aftermath.

"Mr. Jiang, your car has been picked up at the Renxing Hospital parking lot. I went to the company to get you a change of clothes. I have taken care of all the necessary paperwork and fees. You can rest well and don't need to worry. The doctor said that you can stay in the hospital or observe at home. Please give me your instructions and I will take care of it immediately."

“Hehe.” Janus suddenly chuckled.

Wow, no wonder he's my idol! Even his barely suppressed laughter is so beautiful~~~~

Uh-huh, I can't hear you ....

Lin Duole stubbornly tried to brainwash himself, his gaze fixed intently on the boss. The boss was probably burned by his unwavering and piercing gaze, and finally lowered his hand, speaking in a hoarse voice, but no one looked at him.

"Tell me the exact amount of your medical expenses you need to pay in advance via WeChat, and I'll transfer it to you as soon as possible. I'm giving you a day off; go home and get some rest. Thank you for your hard work."

"Just quote 1,600!" Upon hearing this, Lin Duole's eyes lit up uncontrollably. Realizing he had messed up, he lowered his head and suppressed the sly gleam, then asked, "So, you're choosing to stay...?"

Before Lin Duole could finish speaking, the boss gave a scathing remark.

"I'll transfer you 1700. I'm choosing to stay at home."