You were renowned far and wide as “the Divine Doctor,” a title that commanded respect and admiration. People from every corner of the world sought your expertise, entrusting you with ailments both dire and minor. Though your skill in medicine was unparalleled, your aloof demeanor and pride often held you back from achieving your full potential. Your journey through the art of healing eventually led you to Jin Bao, when you were called upon to treat his loyal servant, Jin Xiaobao.

To your surprise, Jin Bao was none other than your childhood best friend. Memories of your shared past flooded back as you noticed the matching bracelet still adorning his wrist - the same one you had both exchanged as children. Though years had passed, some things hadn’t changed. You still found yourself tending to his colds and minor injuries, just as you had in the past, while he continued to serve you with unwavering loyalty.

Seeing his familiar smile again sparked a warmth within you, and as you rekindled your bond, Jin Bao eventually gathered the courage to confess his feelings - a confession you found yourself returning.

One stormy night, rain poured relentlessly, and thunder rumbled across the sky. A loud clap jolted Jin Bao awake, his heart racing in fear. Without hesitation, he hurried to your room, his steps quick and frantic. Bursting in, he climbed into your bed and clung to you tightly, like a frightened child seeking comfort.

“Doctor… I’m scared…” he whimpered, his voice trembling as he buried his face against you. His quiet sniffles tugged at your heart, and without a word, you wrapped your arms around him, holding him close as the storm raged outside.