The evil spirits all over the world love me very much [Quick Transmigration]

Yu He frantically pushed the door open, and the wooden door slammed against the wall with a loud noise, which scared the man inside who was sitting on the bed looking out the window in a daze, and hurriedly looked for his reputation.

Even Yu He himself was taken aback by the loud noise, and muttered what kind of material the door was made of.

The man on the bed looked to be in his late twenties. He was as thin as a hemp stick. His skin was as white as paper, but his facial features were exquisite. Looking at it this way, he looked like a fragile porcelain statue. Doll, waiting on the bed for the last time of life.

"I'm new, I haven't seen you before, are you new here?" Young Master Chen raised his eyes slightly, his face was pale, and his sickness was evident.

"Yes, I'm new here, you can call me Ayin."

Yu He put the tray on the bedside table beside him, picked up the medicine bowl, and used a spoon to stir the reddish-brown medicinal soup that made his stomach sick just by the smell: "Master, take the medicine first."

Young Master Chen looked at the bowl of medicinal soup, frowned, and turned his head slightly: "I don't want to drink it, it's too bitter."

"It's a good medicine. If you don't take medicine, how can you get better?" Yu He scooped up a spoonful of medicinal soup and brought it to Young Master Chen's mouth.

"I don't drink." Young Master Chen began to play with his childish temper, as if he would swear to the death.

"Hey, drink it, if you think it's bitter, I'll go to the kitchen to see if there are plums for you, and relieve your pain." Yu He coaxed patiently at first.

"Don't drink! Take it away!" Young Master Chen simply pushed Yu He away.

Yu He was shaken by the push, and the medicine bowl in his hand almost fell to the ground, a few drops of hot medicine soup splashed out, causing him to jump up from the chair.

Now he was finally worn out by this stinky boy to lose the last trace of patience, and he put the bowl heavily on the table.

Young Master Chen tilted his head and glanced at Yu He, seeing that he was a little angry, and just wanted to lower his posture to please him, but then he thought about it, he was just a mere servant, why should he condescend to show favor to him.

So the two of them didn't speak to each other, so they were deadlocked.

About ten minutes later, Yu He touched the porcelain bowl and felt that the medicine soup should not be so hot. He immediately picked up the medicine bowl, pinched Young Master Chen's chin, forced him to turn to his side, and then used the old The mother trained her son angrily and said:

"I'll count to three and drink it right away."

"You are a servant, how dare you be so rude to me!"

Young Master Chen struggled vigorously, and even pushed Yu He with his hands, but no matter how hard he tried his sick body, it seemed to Yu He that it was tickling him.

Young Master Chen's tossing little face was flushed, and suddenly he began to bend over and cough violently.

In an instant, thick blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, staining the quilt with mottled scarlet.

Yu He just looked at him like this, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

This kind of young master who is so pampered by his family should be thrown into a poor area to experience life, and then he will know how happy he is.

"Drink the medicine." Yu He still held the medicine bowl stubbornly, and his tone was not kind.

"Don't drink." Young Master Chen coughed, and wanted to take the time to reply to him.

"Okay, if you like to drink or not, I won't serve you anymore. Anyway, you will die if you drink or not, so don't waste resources. Such good medicinal materials might as well be reserved for those in need."

After finishing speaking, Yu He put the bowl on the table and got up to go out.

"That's right, it's a death anyway, why don't I make myself feel better before I die."

The moment Yu He walked to the door, he heard such a hoarse sentence from behind.

He froze for a moment, then turned his head slowly, and saw Young Master Chen leaning on the bedside, looking at the dead branches outside the window, his eyes were slightly red.

No, he can't be allowed to die so quickly. After he dies, his sister will have to suffer.

"It's useless to be happy before death, it will only make you miss this world even more, and you will not be willing to leave. If you want to be happy, you will be happy for the rest of your life."

Hearing this sentence, the young master was obviously taken aback, he turned his head slowly, looked at Yu He, his face was full of sorrow.

"Can I still have a lifetime?" He asked.

Yu He didn't dare to say anything about this issue. After all, this was the era of [-]s, when the level of medical care was very backward. It was even hard to say whether the barefoot doctors would treat people more and more seriously.

"It's useless for you to think about these things now." Yu He casually opened the window, wanting to get some air.

"I know that life and death depend on wealth and honor." Young Master Chen lowered his head wearily and murmured.

"No, in fact, most of the time, fate is in your own hands." Yu He also didn't know if this ignorant young master would understand this kind of advanced theory.

"You're sick because you didn't take good care of your body and didn't actively cooperate with the treatment. Obediently listen to the doctor. Even if the disease can't be cured, at least it can make you live for a few more years."

"It's so boring to live. I just sit in this dark room every day, day after day, year after year, tortured by illness, waiting to die alone."

Yu He felt that he didn't have the vigor and vigor that young people should have, and he didn't have the confidence and expectations of young people for the future.

But thinking about it, he was like this, sitting in the room every day waiting to die, so there was nothing to look forward to.

"Can you stand up now?" Yu He suddenly changed the topic.

"Yes, in fact, I don't have a serious problem walking, but the doctor said that if I walk too much, it will hurt my body and mind, so I should lie in the room and recuperate."

Quack, absolutely quack.

"Okay, you ignorant young master, don't be sympathetic, wait for me in the room at nine o'clock tonight." Yu He said with a frivolous smile.

"Don't call me young master, I have a name, my name is Yuzi, but, what are you waiting for?" The young master has a stubborn temper, and he can't listen to others making fun of him.

"You will know when the time comes. Don't tell others. Also, you must drink the medicine. I won't be here to watch you. I believe you will drink it, right?"

"Why do you listen to me?" Young Master Yuzi pouted.

Yu He shrugged with a smile, and ran out of the room in a hurry.

"A servant, so fierce."

The young master Yuzi complained dissatisfiedly, he was leaning against the head of the bed weakly, panting heavily, his eyes wandering.

Floating and floating, it floated to the medicine bowl on the side.

He stared blankly for a while, and finally stretched out his slender hand, and took the medicine bowl——