I escaped from a terminal illness [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing Morimara's back disappear behind the door.

The blissful expression on the black-haired boy's face finally faded away. He fell onto the bed with the small heater in his arms, resting his arms on his face. Three or four seconds later, he suddenly sniffed.

"Idiot." Yu Bai insulted in a low voice.

"It used to be very fierce, and it looked like it was not easy to provoke, but what happened now? It doesn't matter what you ask and answer. I don't know what I have made up. I have abused myself so badly. Where are you crying now? Bar?"

The system listened to his crying voice, and said to himself——

I don't know who is crying secretly, human beings who say something wrong, if you can't bear it, you can't bear it, it's not a shameful thing!

He advised Yu Bai to think about it.

"It's a good thing that the task was completed so easily! You have to think this way, what you fall in love with is not Morimara, but the great soul that belongs to the Lord God!"

The system cleared its throat, and put on a bitter and bitter look, "Hey, I won't keep it from you anymore."

"Just when you completed the task, I suddenly received failure emails from other systems. Not one or two, but all the healers failed at the same time and were kicked out of the small world without OOC! "

When Yu Bai heard this, he held back his tears, his eyes were red, and he asked in a low voice.

"Then I'm the only healer left?"

"Yes!" The system thought it was his words, which made Yu Bai hopeful.

Leaving this world does not mean leaving Senban, other soul fragments will refuse the healer, maybe they are influenced by the guidance in the dark!

So, what you love is not "Senban"!

You love the Lord God, brother! ! !

"Now that you are the only healer, you should hurry up and get all the soul fragments of the main god back. After all, no one knows whether the demon god who was driven away will come back. If he comes back to take revenge, the main god is still sleeping Among them, it is not only the main god who is so dangerous, even all the worlds controlled by the main god will be destroyed!"

Yu Bai showed an expression that was both joyful and sad. Under the expectant eyes of the system, he asked him eagerly, "Then...then I do the work of so many people by myself, and the rewards they don't get, in the end Will it belong to me too?"

system:? ? ?

I'm fucking talking about feelings with you, and you talking about money with me?

Seeing the system hesitate, Yu Bai hinted: "Reasonable monetary incentives are conducive to improving the enthusiasm of employees."

System: "...Probably? I only have [-] million at my disposal, or after the main god wakes up, you can ask him for it in person."

Yu Bai calmed down for three seconds. After calculating how much money he could get in his mind, he wiped away his tears, "Remember your words!"

The black-haired boy pressed his reluctance deeply in his heart.

He has no way to prevent his own death, and he has no way to go against the character design and tell Mori Madara his mind.

He can only go on.

After Mori Madara returns to the body of the main god, there should be no pain, right?

Correct.

It's a win-win.

Melville will always remember this day.

Master Fern wore a holy and mysterious robe, facing the morning sun, and walked through the small garden step by step. The two servants followed closely behind him, like the most favored little prince in the royal family, leading his guards Tour.

The wind kissed the hem of his clothes, the rose was because he was ashamed of himself, and the golden sunlight passed over the young master's black and smooth hair and fell into Melville's eyes.

Although the brown-haired young man was reluctant, he also knew that this was the best choice for Master Fern.

He has to accept that such an excellent young master will definitely be surrounded by more people in the future...

Feeling lost, Melville cleaned the house again. Two hours later, he heard footsteps, and quickly ran to open the door.

"Master...!"

Melville thought he would see a proud boy.

But it was Morimara's tall figure that caught his eyes. Fern was held horizontally by him, his beautiful eyes were tightly closed, his face was pale, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

That's when Melville noticed.

It turns out that Master Fern is so thin and thin, it seems that if he touches it lightly, his wings will be broken like a moth falling under the light, and he will never be able to return to the sky...

"Mel?"

Not long after Yu Bai's career ambitions swelled unprecedentedly, he saw Melville walking in with a cup.

This should be the medicine that Senban said, right?

The medicine found by the gods must be very effective, but unfortunately his [blood loss] is a buff, and it can't be cured.

There was nothing abnormal about the expression of the brown-haired youth, but the fingers holding the cup turned blue-white due to the force.

"Master, the pastor has come to see you. Your body is just a little weak. These medicines were collected by Sen Ban. He is a monster hunter and knows that some precious medicinal materials can restore a weak body."

While speaking, Melville handed the cup to Yu Bai.

Yu Bai glanced at it, it was black and red, it looked disgusting and unpalatable.

Anyway, it's useless to drink it, so he doesn't want to drink it a little bit.

"You lied to me." Fern suddenly raised his eyes, and his eyes just hit Melville's sad eyes, "I know my body, the pastor only knows that my body is suddenly weakened, but in fact it is not at all. Can't find a way to deal with it?"

"Melville, I'm dying."

Melville's calm expression cracked, he shook his head, and knelt on the ground with a sad expression, "Master, you will be fine after drinking these medicines. Senban has already gone out to find better medicines, don't you always treat me well?" Is he confident in his ability? It's the same this time, he promised, he will do it."

If it wasn't for the young man who needed someone to take care of him now, Melville would also like to find a way to prolong the life of Master Fern.

Yu Bai looked at Melville's expression, he really didn't know what to do!

ah!He is kneeling on one knee beside the bed like a big golden retriever, Yu Bai really has no hook for such a heart-warming big dog like Melville!

Fern was silent, his originally bright red lips turned pale pink because of his weakness. In the end, he reached out to take the cup, closed his eyes and held his breath, and drank the black and red liquid inside in one gulp.

"Huh! I thought drinking this stuff would probably make me sick, but I didn't expect it to taste good!" Yu Bai sighed in surprise in his heart.

The entrance is a light berry taste, and Melville seems to be worried about the bad taste, and put two cubes of sugar in it, which tastes a bit sweet.

After gulping down the drink, Melville's expression relaxed a bit. He saw that the boy's eyes were a little sleepy again, and he put down the down pillow thoughtfully, "If you are tired, master, please rest first. I will replace you with a new stove later. foot."

"Ah."

Yu Bai was indeed a little tired, so he lay down as promised.

When he was fighting his eyelids, he vaguely saw Melville tucking in the quilt, "Mel... you are well, alive..."

Melville gave a hand.

Looking down, the black-haired boy had already fallen asleep. He tremblingly probed under his nose with his fingertips. When he felt the thin but real breath, he felt as if he was alive after a catastrophe. trembling.

"Yeah." He replied softly with a hoarse voice.

"If this is the young master's order, Melville will obey it to the death. Melville will live and be the young master's knight, and be the young master's subordinate and servant for the rest of his life."

For the next five days, Yu Bai would only be awake for two or three hours a day, and fell into a weak and deep sleep most of the time.

Every time he wakes up, Melville will give him a lot of medicine. Fortunately, both he and Senban are afraid that he will suffer, and the medicine is not difficult to swallow.

Really dying.

Yu Bai knew this very clearly.

But the only thing he regrets is that in the last days, Sen Ban is still trying his best to save him, constantly looking for something that can hang his life, and Yu Bai can't see others at all when he is awake.

The vines outside were so exaggerated that they entangled the entire room. From a distance, it looked like a dilapidated house occupied by plants, especially at night, it was so spooky that it could scare people to death.

Not only the outer wall of the house, but also Yu Bai's room was almost occupied by vines, they quietly covered the floor and roof, and in the darkness, there were delicate tips protruding towards the bed.

This shows that Mori Madara's heart is actually on the verge of losing control.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

On the night of the sixth day, Yu Bai suddenly woke up with a severe cough. He felt a burning pain in his throat. He lay on his side on the bed with his hands on his chest, almost coughing into shrimp.

At this time, he was gently lifted up, and warm water was passed to his lips.

Like a thirsty little animal, Yu Bai moved his lips closer, gulped a few sips, and then turned his face away, refusing to drink.

"Fern..."

Yu Bai was taken aback when he heard Sen Ban's hoarse voice, which sounded like blood was being grinded out of his throat, and he didn't know what Sen Ban had done, why he smelled so heavy of blood.

"Eat this, and you'll be fine." In the darkness, there was a rustling sound, as if Senban was taking out something.

The young man pursed his lips, mocking him for being delusional, "If you had a way, you wouldn't come to see me in this embarrassment, would you?"

"This thing must be useful." Mori Madara repeated.

I don't know if I am comforting the boy or comforting myself.

The sound of fabric rubbing became louder and louder, Yu Bai tried to open his eyes wide, but he still couldn't see anything.

As an ordinary person, he is still an ordinary person near the end of his life. In such darkness, he cannot be said to be blind, but he is no different from a blind man.

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Sen Ban finally took out the piece, and handed it to Yu Bai's lips in the dark.

"Hey, bite off the outer film and suck the liquid inside. This is the essence of the God of Life, absorb it, and you will have eternal life."

Morimara said while wiping the blood that was dripping from his ears.

The war above the sky was not only the god of life who was severely injured, but also the ancient god who had not been awake for a long time was even more injured. He couldn't even send extra divine power to heal the wound on Mori Madara's body.

When Yu Bai heard that this was the source of the God of Life, his heart beat a little.

He tilted his head to one side, showing that he didn't want to suck, but Moriban's big palm pinched his jawbone, forcing him to open his mouth.

"Hmm! I don't..."

Vaguely refusing in his mouth, at the same time, the small tongue forcefully pushed out the thing that had entered the jaw, and Senban's iron arm gently encircled the boy's body, and he lovingly kissed the side of Fern's cold neck, breaking the membrane... …

"I beg you."

"Fern...please, please."

A hot tear fell on the boy's shoulder.

Then... the man's hope was broken by Fern's still cold body temperature.

His green eyes were suddenly occupied by madness.

The vines in the house entangled the two of them into a cocoon, and the blood flowing from Sen Ban's ear flowed down the jaw line and trickled into the back of the boy's neck, staining his pearly white shirt into blood.

Yu Bai listened to the murmur of the system "How is it? I said no one can save you, that is, no one can save you!" in his ears, and his consciousness began to penetrate into the boundless darkness.

He shrank his ice-like body into Mori Madara's arms, when the first ray of morning light outside the window came in through the cracks in the vines.

Fern moved his fingertips, as if trying to catch the warm light.

The black-haired boy suddenly said something in a breathy voice.

"I want to... go home, I want to go back to Rose Manor..."

"This season, the roses on the flower wall must be blooming beautifully, right? Maybe the child taught by the old gardener can make my flower wall more beautiful."

The more Fern said, the pain in his chest seemed to disappear, and his body no longer felt the biting cold, but he was getting more and more tired.

The vines melted in the morning light like snowflakes.

Fern's dark eyes reflected Senma's broken body. The blood from one of his ears had formed a scab. His chest and abdomen were full of large and small cracks, and he could even faintly see Senban's bones.

"...Okay." Samurai replied.

"Fern, I'll take you back."

The man hugged the young man horizontally, and the flesh on his chest, which was white from blood loss, was torn out with new blood.

It's just that Senban seemed to feel no pain at all, one leg was abnormally supported, he jumped from the window, left the seminary at an extremely fast speed, walked in a straight line, and flew all the way in the direction of Condingston.

The system checked Yu Bai's body and told him coldly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to return to Rose Manor. You have ten seconds left before you will successfully send yourself away."

Yu Bai naturally knew that it was impossible for him to go back alive.

They walked for two months when they came, no matter how fast Morimara was, it would take several days to arrive...

"Ten, nine... six... three, two, one."

The boy's slender arms suddenly slipped from his side.

Those dark eyes slowly closed. In the future, there will never be broken stars shining, no pride, arrogance, or cuteness, and no more dignified look at Mori Madara and say, " protect me".

Senban seemed to be crushed by someone, and seemed to be unable to relieve the huge pain. Suddenly, his limbs twisted and fell from the tree trunk. He held the boy in his arms, and the broken ribs in his chest were inserted into his lungs. inside.

"Fern." The blood dripped on the pale face of the young man, like a drop of blood-red tears.

Morimara wiped away the drop of blood with his rough palm, he put his arms around the boy, whispering in his ear.

"Fern, I love you...Fern. My little master, I will take you..."

"...I'll take you home."

In the forest, hungry beasts sniff the bloody footprints on the ground.

The man in the distance walked crookedly forward, his hunched back, slowly.

Slowly, withered.

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