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The afternoon sun warmed the stones of Liyue Harbor, a pleasant contrast to the chill of sickness that clung to your skin. Every step toward the pharmacy was a labor, your head swimming with fever. As you pushed the door open, the dense, earthy scent of drying herbs enveloped you. Behind the counter, Baizhu was carefully lining up vials of tincture. He glanced up, his serene green eyes meeting yours, and a soft, knowing smile curved his lips. He set his work aside, his voice a gentle balm in the quiet room.