The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

When we were rushing to Yun Ji's house, we encountered rush hour, and the one-hour journey took us half an hour longer.

Although Jiang Li was extremely anxious, he just endured it since Yan Muhuai didn't say anything.

When he reached the gate of the community, he could no longer bear it and started running.

After running a few meters away, he suddenly remembered that Yan Muhuai seemed to be sick. Although his complexion now was not as ugly as the night of the live broadcast, it was not the appearance of a healthy person.

"You go first, I can catch up." Seeing that Jiang Li was about to go back, Yan Muhuai waved his hand, signaling him to continue running forward.

Jiang Li ran up to the third floor in one breath and saw a shelf with succulents in front of Yun Ji's house. Various types of succulents were well taken care of by the owner.

This has been Yun Ji's hobby for a long time. Any flowers and plants in his hands will be carefully cared for and grow well.

He just took a quick glance and then raised his hand to knock on the door. After knocking many times and no one responded, he tried to find the key under the succulent pot.

Unexpectedly, Yun Ji's habit was still the same as before, and he actually hid a spare key under the potted plant.

After getting the key, he opened the door with trembling hands. Maybe it was because he hadn't seen Yun Ji for a long time. Thinking that he would see him soon, his heartbeat suddenly became a little abnormal.

Yan Muhuai's speed was not much slower than his. The difference was that Jiang Li ran upstairs, while he walked up. When he arrived, Jiang Li had just opened the door.

He walked to the succulent rack, plucked a handful of succulent leaves, and followed Jiang Li into the house.

Jiang Li also lived in this community and knew that the houses in the community basically had the same layout. He rushed directly to the master bedroom as if he had entered his own home.

As soon as the door opened, he smelled a strong smell of blood, mixed with some other unpleasant smells. The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, the lights were not on, and it was pitch black.

Jiang Li felt for the switch at the door and pressed it, but the light did not come on, so he had to take two steps to the window and open the curtains.

The room was instantly filled with light, and Jiang Li turned to look at the person lying on the bed.

The man was so thin that he was just skin and bones. He lay there like a corpse. The quilt covering him was stained red with the blood he had vomited. The edges had dried and turned black, but the blood from his mouth was still flowing.

That was where the bloody smell he had just smelled came from. The other smells were caused by the doors and windows being closed and the room being completely without ventilation.

"Yun Ji!" Jiang Li didn't mind the dirty quilt. He walked over and gently lifted the quilt off Yun Ji, wanting to wake him up.

Even though he knew nothing about medicine, he could tell that Yun Ji's condition was the same as his mother's. He had been vomiting blood since last night.

The difference is that his mother is in the hospital, with doctors, nurses, and him taking care of her, while Yun Ji is lying alone in this sunlightless room, as if waiting to die.

He shouted twice, but the person on the bed didn't respond. He reached out and touched the other person's forehead, but it was so hot that he instantly pulled his hand back.

"Yun Ji, wake up quickly, you can't sleep now!" Jiang Li gently patted Yun Ji's skinny cheek. His heart felt like someone was pulling it hard and he couldn't breathe.

At this time, Yan Muhuai's voice sounded, "Jiang Li, retreat!"

Jiang Li quickly put away his sadness and stood next to Yan Muhuai.

Then he saw Yan Muhuai throwing a handful of... succulent leaves over the bed?

After the chubby fleshy leaves flew into the air, they were arranged in an orderly manner into a formation that Jiang Li could not understand. Then, a bright green light poured down and penetrated into Yun Ji's body.

Yun Ji's complexion visibly improved under the green fluorescent light, while the complexion of Yan Muhuai, who was raising his hand to cast a spell, became worse and worse.

Jiang Li's attention was all on Yun Ji, and he didn't notice anything unusual about Yan Muhuai.

But the Thirty-Five in Yan Muhuai's mind felt it the first time, and asked in a tearful voice: "Master Host, are you okay? If you can't hold on any longer, stop it and don't force yourself!"

"Don't worry, it's just that this body is too weak. It can't withstand the spell I cast. As long as your lifespan doesn't decrease, at most you'll look a little weak and spit out some blood." How long he can live depends entirely on how many merit points he earns. It has nothing to do with his physical condition.

He had experienced this state too many times in the other world, but the bodies he used in the other world were all dead people, while he was using his own body now. Compared with before, it was definitely much more suitable for him. At least he didn't need to change his body to hold his broken soul after a period of time.

After hearing what he said, Thirty-five said nothing more.

"Cough..." After Yun Ji's body absorbed the green light, he slowly woke up.

Yan Muhuai also stopped immediately, but his body lost support and his vision went dark, and he almost fell down.

"Muhuai, how are you?" Jiang Li wanted to turn around and ask Yan Muhuai if he could go over to see Yun Ji, but when he saw Yan Muhuai staggering, he quickly reached out to support him.

Yan Muhuai supported himself on the door frame and stood firm. "I'm fine. Yun Ji's life is saved for now. Take him to the hospital quickly."

On the way back, Yan Muhuai told Jiang Li in advance to let him communicate with the hospital and that after they sent Yun Ji there, he would have to stay in the same ward with Jiang's mother.

Jiang Li hasn't been doing very well in the entertainment industry in the past two years, but he made some money in the first two years after his debut, and he provided his mother with the best medical conditions. The ward was also independent, and if he wanted to add another patient, he just had to tell the doctor.

"Okay, be careful. I'll carry Yun Ji downstairs first and come back to pick you up." Jiang Li walked to the bedside, picked up Yun Ji, who had just opened his eyes and was still looking around blankly, and carried him downstairs.

He walked so fast that he didn't notice that all the succulents on the flower stand next to him had died when he left.

Yun Ji leaned in Jiang Li's arms, it was a familiar smell, he muttered breathlessly, "Am I dreaming again?"

Jiang Li's mind was so confused that he didn't hear Yun Ji's words at all. He was worried about Yun Ji in his arms, worried about Yan Muhuai who suddenly became weak upstairs, and even more worried about his mother who could pass away at any time in the hospital.

When they came back, they asked the taxi to wait outside, for fear that they would not be able to get a taxi when they went to the hospital and waste time.

He gently put Yun Ji on the back seat and was about to go back to pick up Yan Muhuai. When he turned around, he saw that the other party had already walked out of the corridor slowly.

He forgot that even the frail Yan Muhuai was a strong man who could easily carry a large basket of vegetables.

Not to mention such a trivial matter as going downstairs.

A patient named Yun Ji was lying on the upper half of the back seat. Jiang Li wanted to support him, so Yan Muhuai sat on the passenger seat.

Sitting in the car, Yun Ji couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, but he didn't want to ruin the scene in front of him, so he leaned on Jiang Li obediently, not daring to say a word.

There was a driver in the car, and Yan Muhuai didn't plan to say much, so the three of them arrived at the hospital in silence.

Yun Ji was pushed into the ward. After seeing An Hui lying on the bed, he realized that he was not dreaming.

"Aunt Hui? Cough cough... Aunt Hui..." Yun Ji started coughing up blood when he got excited and couldn't speak clearly.

Seeing him like this, Yan Muhuai felt his throat itchy as well. In order to prevent the doctors and nurses from preparing another bed for him, he endured the discomfort and walked to a chair in the corner of the ward and sat down.

He waited until the doctor finished examining Yun Ji and left the ward before speaking, "Jiang Li, you can ask now!"