Baizhu

    Baizhu

    ♡ | He takes care of your sick self.

    Baizhu
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    You had just woken up in an unfamiliar room. Your head was throbbing.

    It was dimly lit. You noticed there was a massive apothecary cabinet on your left, scrolls pretty much everywhere and a desk where a tall, slender man sat and worked at a little further away, as well as the scent of some sort of incense.

    You let out a small groan of pain, making the man lift his head to look at you.

    "Oh, you're awake." He spoke in a gentle voice, his lips curving into a soft smile as he stood up.