[...Could all of this really be true?]
Watching the patient he had saved with knowledge learned in his dreams, Mo Wangchuan was plunged into deep confusion.
[I am Mo Wangchuan... I grew up like an ordinary person, graduated like an ordinary person, and found an ordinary job. I hardly ever even traveled far from home. I'm about as ordinary as an ordinary young man can be.
[And yet, in my sleep, I dreamed of many lives completely different from my own.]
Doctors, police officers, soldiers, artists, actors, lecturers, professors, Olympic champions. I even dreamed that I had won some kind of major award.
I used to think that the occasional dreams were nothing more than dreams.
It wasn't until I saved a dying patient with knowledge I'd learned in a dream that I suddenly realized:
Was everything in my dreams merely a projection of my subconscious...
or [another reality?]
