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I’ve died of the same rare disease 3 times in the world of a BL novel.
I can’t die like this anymore.
So I took special measures.
‘Let’s just put a spoon on the well-prepared medicine table!’
Young master, I won’t miss a single drop of medicine or even a breath!
I disguised myself as a servant to serve the sick young master.
Even the spirit power from his breath would heal me, so what could be better than this!
But serving the said individual was not easy…
“Get out! I said get out! I’ve had e
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