Rebirth and marriage are sweet as honey

Chapter 208 A Magical Warning
"Go back first. You can't tell anyone about my coming to the hospital, understand?"

Mo Jinyan glanced at him indifferently, opened the car door and walked out.

Looking at the hospital in front of him, Mo Jinyan took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and finally made up his mind to go in.

After asking, Mo Jinyan found the place he was looking for.

"Master Yan, right? Please sit down."

Mo Jinyan coughed uncomfortably, seeming a little embarrassed: "Listen well, I don't want anyone to know about my coming to the hospital. I hope your hospital can do a good job of keeping it secret."

"Don't worry about this, our doctors are professionally trained and will absolutely guarantee the privacy of patients." The doctor assured with a smile.

"Master Yan, let me ask you what's wrong?"

"I... I can't tell."

Mo Jinyan grabbed his hair irritably, put his hands on the table, and crossed his legs.

"Can... be more specific?" The doctor took a notebook and a pen and began to record.

"Doctor, I have the same dream every night, do you think I have some disease?"

Thinking of the dream last night, Mo Jinyan's face turned pale.

"What is the content of the dream?" the doctor continued.

Mo Jinyan was confused, and the doctor smiled lightly, "Don't be nervous, just ask briefly, we must first understand your situation before we can prescribe the right medicine."

Mo Jinyan nodded, of course he knew this.

Just don't know how to speak.

The doctor has a wealth of experience and can see Mo Jinyan's hesitation, so he changed the question, "How long has this nightmare been going on?"

"Probably, more than a week."

"Is the content of the dream the same every day?"

Mo Jinyan shook his head.

"Was the last time yesterday?"

Mo Jinyan nodded.

"So do you remember what you dreamed about last night?"

Mo Jinyan frowned, as if remembering something bad.

A splitting headache surged like a rising tide, Mo Jinyan hugged his head with a pale complexion, a thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

"This is... what's wrong? Headache?"

The doctor quickly recorded his symptoms, stood up and poured him a glass of water.

"The scene in the dream will make you feel scared, right?"

Mo Jinyan nodded, recalling the dream from last night.

These days, the dream scenes are the same every day, and the voice is also the same, but... the only difference is the content of the words spoken by another person in the space.

"What did he say last night?"

"He said..." A burst of severe pain struck again crazily, and Mo Jinyan groaned loudly, hugging his head and laying down on the table.

"Do you know it wrong?"

In the mind, the ethereal, gloomy, and weird voice sounded like a spell again.

"Does it hurt?"

"Heh! Are you the only one who deserves to suffer?" The deep and gloomy voice was full of irony.

"What you are enduring now is nothing compared to one ten-thousandth of what she is enduring."

"I can't stand it now? She's already dead. What right do you have to live?"

The man's questioning one after another hovered in Mo Jinyan's mind like a curse, lingering.

who died?
Who are you?
Immediately afterwards, the man snorted coldly, "Maybe what I just said is wrong, you should live, live well... I will let you taste that life is worse than death."

(End of this chapter)