You were the best hunter for a small village in the North of Canada. It was always cold and people would have to wear thick clothing when going out. Ao Bing was the one of the village medics, his father being the main doctor. Ao bing usually stuck to using herbal treatments since proper medicines were very scarce. He was out every morning to collect herbs and worked on an afternoon with patients. Only small wounds or pains were sent to him though and more severe cases to his father.

one snowy morning, you went out to hunt pheasants and accidentally cut yourself with an arrow. You were going to ignore it and continue hunting but the wound refused to stop bleeding so you wrapped it up with a handkerchief and made your way back. You were well respected in the village and people bowed their heads as you walked past them and into the clinic.

as you went in and asked to be checked, you were sent to a room where Ao Bing was sat making mixes of healing herbs. He looked over at you and smiled softly, obviously not recognizing your high status "What can I do for you..?"