Dreams Don’t Lie — Episode 3

I'm a pre-med student. Jack's majors in sports science. As long as I kept my dreams under control, he couldn't find me in real life.

But I still let one thing slip. Monday morning, my advisor called me into her office. Professor Brooks was an elegant woman in her 50s. Are you free this summer?

I got you a great internship. I thought it was a prestigious medical center. I quickly said yes. You'll be the varsity boxing team's part-time medic.

The National Collegiate Boxing Championship is starting soon. The school is taking this very seriously. Our med school needs to fully cooperate.

The boxing team is full of hot guys. I couldn't let anyone else take it, so I grabbed it for you right away. Don't worry, it's not for free. They are a school team but have a club.

I negotiated the price for you. They'll pay you the standard medigrate. You know our major. There aren't many hot guys in it.

As your advisor, I can't give you many chances. You need to grab this chance. Well, that's just great. Actually, I had treated Jax's injuries before.

In my dreams. That was my fourth time in his dream. He looked different from before. His cheekbone was bruised.

There was a long cut on his brow bone. The blood hadn't even dried yet. I was actually a bit scared of him before, but the wounds looked terrible. You're hurt?

Jax didn't expect me to speak. Why didn't you clean it up before bed? He raised an eyebrow, looking a little pleased. I was in a hurry to see you.

He brought his face to my level and pointed at his brow. It hurts. Blow on it for me? Blowing won't make it stop hurting.

Disappointment flashed in his eyes. Can't fool you. Oh, wait a second. Are you hurt anywhere else?