In a drowsy state, An Kexin seemed to hear the sound of keyboard typing. She opened her eyes and saw Lin Jie leaning against the headboard, looking at a laptop.
The reflected light from the computer screen flickered on Lin Jie's face, making his complexion appear somewhat pale amidst the alternating light and shadow.
An Kexin turned her head to glance at the electronic clock on the bedside table: 5:27.
An Kexin sat up, covered her mouth, and yawned. "Ajie, what time did you wake up?" she asked.
Lin Jie put away the laptop and said with a smile, "I woke up a little after four."
"I have to tell you, I had a dream, saw some things, and I felt they could be very helpful for this surgery, so I woke up to check some information and verify it."
"Kexin, this dream felt very real. Isn't it interesting?"
An Kexin maintained a stern face and said unhappily, "You only went to bed after midnight, and you woke up after four in the morning. Do you think your body is made of iron?"
