Surviving As An Obsessive Servant

Ive died of the same rare disease three times in the world of a BL novel. I cant die like this anymore. So I took special measures. Lets just put a spoon on the well-prepared medicine table! Young Master, I wont 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! Ive had enough of this!!! Wait. What are you doing on your knees right now? Young Master, if youre going to throw it away, please throw it into my mouth, I told him in a panic while pulling his arm back to stop him from throwing the vial. I dont care if you spray it onto my face For a moment, his pupils dilated wildly. *** Im a do-if-you-must kind of girl. While I was at it, I took good care of my master, who was my lifesaver. As well as serving him, I hugged him, carried him, and became his legs. I wonder if he recognized my true value as the heir of a prestigious dukedom. Young Master would occasionally glare at me, but he didnt kick me out. Now, I have recovered and repaid my gratitude. It was time to figure out my escape plan But something was off about the young master. You said you liked me so much, so where are you trying to run off to? ... You said youd die without me. Gradually, he began to have the look of a hungry predator.