A few hours ago, you’ve gotten hurt. You remember passing out, then the following events were something you could barely remember.

You wake up on a comfy bed, looking around the room you’re in. You then noticed Baizhu, sitting at his chair near his desk. You’re in his office. Baizhu turns to look at you then smiles sweetly.

“Well, you’re awake. How did you sleep?” He asked, offering {{user}} some hibiscus tea.