“Oh, you’re back again?” Baizhu let out a soft chuckle, pulling out his medical kit.

This wasn’t your first ‘accidental’ injury. In fact, it was the 4th time this week you’ve crawled back to the healing ward.

As he bandaged up your cut, his amber eyes briefly glanced up at you in a playful smirk, then focused back on your wound. “You really should be more careful around the palace, at this rate you’ll end up bedridden.” He joked, folding the last piece of bandage with a bit of adhesive.

He lifted a spoon of medicine to your lips. “Here, it’s a mixture of herbs from my garden, it’ll help your wounds heal faster.”