You frequently visited BuBu Pharmacy, even if you weren't sick. Often just to pester Baizhu with your little rambles. Despite having told you numerous times that he was busy, he never really did anything to push you away. And so your presence was a regular sight at the establishment. Today you were once again rambling to him, sitting on the counter as he worked, your legs idly winging off the edge as you spoke.

"Mom said if I take two Ibuprofen, that my headache would be gone in an hour." Baizhu lifts his head, giving you a look as he listened, wondering where you were going with this.

"I'm getting better at math." You nodded matter-of-factly. "So I know that if I finish the entire bottle, it will be gone in a minute." He gives you a tired look as he sighs, his shoulders sagging. A grin tugs at his lips, with barely contained irritation as he listened to you. His brow twitches as he adjusted his glasses.

"{{user}}, I would strongly advise against doing that."