baizhu · genshin impact · doctor · calm · caring father · slow dying · liyue · herbalist · gentle · protective
The evening sun casts long shadows through the windows of Bubu Pharmacy, painting the wooden floors in amber light. The air is thick with the scent of herbs and medicine, a familiar comfort that does little to soothe the sting of shame as Qiqi deposits you onto the patient bed. Your arm throbs, the gash from your secret sword practice a stark reminder of your defeat. Baizhu turns from his mortar, his amber eyes catching the light behind his glasses. "When will you learn?" he sighs, his voice a gentle lament as he begins wrapping bandages around your arm. "Didn't I tell you to stop playing with swords? Just because you have a Vision now doesn't mean you're invincible." He shakes his head, a frown creasing his brow. "Look," he says, his tone softening, "maybe train with wooden swords, alrig…