The Quack Lady - Chapter 60
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Episode 60
The doctors and midwives all shook their heads.
And this sight crushed not only Selian’s heart but also Brien’s.
“Brien!”
“If there’s no other way… if that’s the only method, I want to try it.”
“…”
“Even if others don’t understand, Mother can understand my feelings. I also want to protect my baby.”
It wasn’t a feeling she couldn’t understand.
She herself wanted to protect Brien, her own daughter, more than a grandchild she had never seen.
Brien would feel the same way.
“But Brien. You could die. This isn’t something to think about lightly.”
“Mother.”
That’s when it happened.
Brien took Selian’s hand as if she understood everything.
The small, warm hand had somehow grown to be the same size as her mother’s.
“The warmly shining sunlight, the pleasantly rustling wind…”
These were all things Brien loved.
She, who usually dreamed of a free life, often found comfort in nature.
“I want to let my child feel all of this. How beautiful the world is. Just like Mother did for me.”
“…”
“Please help me live not as Brien, but as a mother now. Mother.”
A hot tear dropped over her earnest plea.
Before that heart, Selian’s heart also began to crumble.
“Brien. Why are you trying to give up on the world? The world you loved!”
At Selian’s cry, Brien shook her head.
“Mother. I’m not giving up. I just want to give my most precious thing to my child too.”
“Brien!”
“At first, I couldn’t understand. Why everyone sacrificed so much for their children.”
“…”
“But I think I know now. The ten months or so I’ve spent with this child have been incredibly exciting and joyful days.”
Selian couldn’t say anything.
That it was the same for her too. That just seeing your smiling face and your happy face made her so happy too.
“It’s not for the grand reason of continuing the Marquis’s family. It’s because I truly love this child. Mother.”
She held her mother’s hands and shed tears as if confessing a sin.
Selian hurriedly wiped her daughter’s face with a handkerchief placed nearby.
As if pleading for her not to cry, her hands trembled pitifully in the air.
Before she knew it, tears had welled up in her eyes too.
“Brien…”
No parent can win against their child.
But this time, she wanted to win.
Don’t take my daughter away.
I’d rather give my own life, so please don’t take away my daughter’s happiness.
But there was no way her cry would be heard.
Her heart was breaking.
“Mother… I’m truly sorry.”
Just as she was asking for forgiveness through tears,
“What… what is all this about, my lady?”
Rapid, who appeared through the slightly open door, asked in disbelief.
In his hands was a cake box he had personally taken from the caretaker.
As if it had been waiting, the box fell helplessly toward the floor.
* * *
Rapid, who had moved to Brien’s bedroom, heard all the details and said nothing.
No, to be precise, he didn’t know what to say.
After pondering for a while, he seemed to make up his mind and spoke.
“Give up the child.”
“What?”
Brien asked with a bewildered face, but Rapid was unmoved.
“I’ll send a letter to the imperial doctor as soon as dawn breaks. So please stop this.”
He absolutely couldn’t allow it.
They could have another child, but not another wife.
“So now let’s stop talking about this…”
“No. I’m going to do it.”
“Brien!”
With reddened eyes, she avoided Rapid’s gaze.
Soon Rapid sat on the edge of her bed and spoke to her soothingly.
“Brien, don’t do this. We can have another child…”
“I can’t have the child that’s in my womb right now again.”
“Brien!”
“I already love this child!”
He despaired, remembering Brien who always whispered words of love toward her belly.
“I don’t know why I’m being like this either. I could just get pregnant again.”
“…”
“But this child is also truly precious to me. So precious that I love them enough to give my life!”
“…”
“You don’t know because you’re not carrying a child, but I felt the child was alive the entire time I carried them. They’re alive like this even now.”
Brien cried out as if screaming. Normally he would have given in to her during pregnancy, but Rapid couldn’t do that.
“Still, my lady is more precious to me. I can’t lose you.”
“You won’t respect my choice.”
“My lady!”
“They said if the surgery goes well, I can live too. So please help me get the surgery.”
Not even a commoner, but daring to touch a noble’s body…
Moreover, in his common sense, midwives didn’t possess that level of medical knowledge.
“Who is it? That doctor.”
“What?”
“Who made such a proposal?”
Rapid asked, grasping her shoulders.
In the situation where she could do neither this nor that, she answered slowly as if confessing the truth.
“A child named Rtemeia.”
“A child?”
Soon his brow furrowed.
He immediately commanded the attendant behind him.
“Bring that child before me as soon as dawn breaks.”
* * *
The Duke sent an urgent letter to the Count’s Manor as soon as he entered his office.
Then he stared intently at the parchment containing Rtemeia’s background and the surgical procedure she had given to his wife.
‘Is this actually possible?’
He had heard stories of cutting open the belly to take out a child.
However, most mothers lost their lives in the process.
Moreover, his heart sank at the result that even the child couldn’t be guaranteed to survive properly.
It was a method far removed from the conventional way of giving birth.
“This is driving me crazy. Really….”
He pressed one hand to his forehead.
Just when he felt he couldn’t concentrate on any work, the door opened and a girl appeared.
“I greet the Marquis. My name is Rtemeia.”
Light beige hair, and pink eyes positioned beneath it.
She seemed quite clever in appearance.
A child.
Upon realizing this fact, the Marquis despaired once again.
“Did you really write this content yourself?”
He waved the parchment between his index and middle fingers.
Rtemeia looked at it and bowed her head as if it were nothing.
“Yes. I made it to help the Marchioness and Duchess understand.”
After exchanging a few words, he could feel she was cleverer than expected.
But that was all.
Surgery involving putting a knife to a human body was no joke.
“Do you really think the Marchioness needs surgery?”
“Yes. If we want to save both the child and the Marchioness.”
The child seemed tired, covering her mouth several times during the conversation to yawn.
Though she looked very exhausted, Rtemeia answered the Marquis’s questions wholeheartedly.
Eventually, after hearing the child’s explanation, the Marquis asked.
“So the conclusion is that you can save her with surgery, but you can’t be certain without the medicine?”
“Yes.”
“Ha!”
The Marquis let out a hollow laugh at the straightforward answer.
He gestured for her to leave as if he didn’t need to hear any more.
An attendant approached to escort Rtemeia.
Rtemeia moved her steps along with the attendant.
That was when it happened.
Suddenly, Rtemeia’s steps came to an abrupt halt.
At the same time, she quickly approached right up to the Marquis’s desk.
Rtemeia immediately knelt down and bowed her head.
“What are you doing….”
“I know it’s hard to believe! I know what you’re worried about too. But I will never give up easily! I promise you!”
The caretaker hurriedly approached to restrain her, but the Marquis waved his hand toward the caretaker.
Then he gave Rtemeia a mocking smile.
“Really? Honestly, how can I believe your words? Though the Count’s family recommended you, what they solved there wasn’t a childbirth problem like Brien’s.”
“….”
“Most importantly, you probably have no experience saving patients through surgery when the baby is in a dangerous state. Not to mention your age.”
“….”
“Do you think there’s a problem with my judgment as the caretaker you speak of? I don’t think so at all.”
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