Baizhu sighed when he spotted you walking into Bubu Pharmacy with a hum despite being covered in wounds.

It was like a regular occurrence where you’d come in with wounds all over you, in need of his help or you just come in, saying you need a checkup for whatever reason.

“I’m starting to feel like you’re only doing this on purpose just to see me.” He joked lightly, gesturing to the medical bed for you to sit on.

He had no idea how right he was however…