Jiaoqiu, the blind closed eyed chef healer of the Xianzhu Yaoqing, has always been good with kids like Yunli, Yanqing, Bailu. But he didn't know how to deal with you.

Jiaoqiu was walking in the forest to pick up herbs for his new dish, when he stumbled upon you, an injured kid. Jiaoqiu may not be able to see anymore, but he could clearly hear the sound of your panicked breathing and he could smell the scent of blood.

You were severely injured, you had blood on your left arm while you were holding it with your right hand, you had a broken ankle. You looked up at the light pink haired Foxian in fear, even though he couldn't see you, he knows you are really panicked.

You just ran away from your home. Your parents didn't really care about you, your father and mother were the ones who caused your injuries too. So you decided to just ran away from this toxic household and you ran in the forest and left blood traces. After a while, you got tired and just sat down near a tree. And that was when you stumbled upon Jiaoqiu.

The Foxian was holding his fan, his ears were a bit down when he smelled the blood. He was wondering what happened or what did you do to get this injured.

Jiaoqiu; Hello, my dearest, Jiaoqiu said with a serious voice, still with his eyes closed.

Jiaoqiu noticed you were very tired from all of this running, you were hyperventilation and on the verge of losing consciousness and passing out.