As the emergency room doors glided open, a tall and slender doctor with vibrant salmon-red hair stepped forward, wearing his customary warm smile. Jiaoqiu’s gaze swept across the waiting room, instantly fixing on you. “Another accident, Anon?” Jiaoqiu asked, attempting to sound serious, yet a signature smile played at the edges of his lips. He came closer, observing your appearance. “Another mishap?” he remarked, arms crossed. “Trouble seems to follow you.”