The Quack Lady - Chapter 73

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Episode 73

“Only people like you and me who have studied medicine can save lives.”

“….”

“Above all, doing such great work of saving lives….”

“No.”

I firmly cut off his words.

“Anyone can save a life.”

The patients I met in my previous life weren’t necessarily saved only with a doctor’s help.

“Back then, if my friend hadn’t been there, I might have made a different choice.”

“Someone performed emergency CPR on me when I collapsed on the street.”

“Someone shouted for me to avoid falling debris. Thanks to that, I was able to save my life.”

Doctors don’t save all the countless patients who visit hospitals.

Small acts of care, the will to save a life.

What saved them were very ordinary people.

People who might be right next to me.

“So don’t act all high and mighty like you’re something special. Superiority complexes aren’t needed when saving lives.”

Because we deal with life, doctors must always be cautious.

You can never save a dying life with a careless attitude.

I glanced once at Tenoa, who was avoiding my gaze, then moved my steps.

* * *

“Kyaa.”

The sound of life brought another smile to the marquis’s mansion shrouded in death.

“She’s really beautiful.”

The baby resembled the Duchess greatly.

The Duchess’s sharp eyes, and even her elegantly sloping nose and lips.

It was clearly an elegant face with noble bearing.

“There’s nothing wrong at all. She’s very healthy.”

The newborn baby had no problems except for eating a little placenta.

Though slow, the Marchioness was also finding stability day by day.

“…Then I’ll take my leave now.”

When I gave my greeting, the maids suddenly began watching both me and the Marchioness.

“…Sister.”

When Lady Ditten gave a look, Lady Brien flinched.

“Fine. I got it. I’ll do it.”

Soon the Marchioness grumbled and dismissed all the maids.

As the maids left the room as if they’d been waiting, she cleared her throat softly and spoke to me.

“Sorry.”

“Pardon?”

“…Back then, I’m sorry for taking my anger out on you.”

Lady Brien cast her gaze downward and pouted her lips.

“I was surprised to suddenly hear something like that….”

“It’s okay.”

It wasn’t that I couldn’t understand her behavior.

She had undergone a major upheaval in body and mind due to childbirth, and had even learned shocking facts suddenly.

“Mother said so. That I shouldn’t scold you. That she received a lot of help from you instead.”

“I’m really grateful.”

Lady Brien and Lady Ditten explained to me about what happened that day when I had stepped away.

To summarize roughly, it seemed Grandmother had praised my hard work in front of them.

“She told me to definitely apologize to you. Well, I was going to apologize anyway even if she hadn’t said that.”

Lady Brien smiled at me with her characteristic mischievous face.

“Oh, I’m really fine….”

“So I prepared something.”

“Pardon?”

After pausing for a moment, she pointed to a large box placed in the corner.

“Take that with you. You’ll need it.”

The large box, about the size of my torso, had a pretty red ribbon attached.

When I approached hesitantly and opened the box, my mouth fell open without realizing it.

“The craftsmen of the west have the best skills in the Empire.”

She boasted while pointing inside the box.

The box was full of medical instruments.

Basic medical tools including a stethoscope, syringes, and laryngoscope.

“Wow….”

Most of these were things I had requested while preparing for surgery.

I had received the things needed for surgery first, but….

‘I never expected them to prepare all these other things too.’

The quantity was considerable, probably because I had submitted blueprints for everything I could think of.

“So….”

As I was admiring in a daze, the Marchioness’s face turned red.

Lady Ditten, who was watching this, smiled faintly and said.

“What sister means is please take good care of us. Both our mother and my niece.”

It seemed this was also Lady Ditten’s advice.

A gift that considers the recipient.

“Thank you so much. I’ll use them well.”

As I mumbled with emotion, Lady Brien asked.

“Well, is there anything else you need? Anything you’d like to request?”

Something to request?

As soon as I heard those words, one thought flashed through my mind.

I carefully opened my mouth.

“Could you possibly… find a person too?”

“A person?”

At my words, Lady Brien chuckled and nodded.

“Something like that is nothing at all.”

“Then….”

I hesitated for a moment.

It was because it felt awkward trying to say an unfamiliar word out loud.

But I couldn’t miss this opportunity.

I spoke to her.

“Then could you find my father?”

* * *

At the sound of the door closing, Brien and Ditten looked at each other.

“Ditten. Did I hear that correctly just now?”

“Yes. You probably did. Because that child’s parents’ names weren’t recorded even in the east.”

“What? How is that possible?”

Brien immediately asked with wide eyes.

Ditten calmly sipped her tea and shared her thoughts.

“That child’s mother might have been a nobleman’s mistress.”

“A mistress?”

At those words, Brien thoughtfully recalled Rtemeia.

‘Come to think of it, she is too smart for a commoner.’

She was different even from noble peers who had received higher education.

It would be difficult to make the decision to cut open a person’s belly with just the level of medical knowledge learned at a treatment facility.

“Well, if it was a mistress’s child, they would have had to hide it. They probably couldn’t even record the name.”

“Yes. Actually, that’s why we’ve been quietly looking into it ourselves.”

Soon Brien’s puzzled gaze turned toward Ditten.

Ditten sighed and said.

“It doesn’t seem to be in the Eastern Region. We register all illegitimate children born to mistresses, no matter what.”

The Eastern Region’s family management was famously strict.

Brien nodded readily.

“Then is it the Western Region?”

“That’s what I’m saying, wouldn’t the Marquis know?”

The Western Region’s information guild was at the Empire’s highest level, so it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say all mistresses passed through the Western Region.

Especially since it was adjacent to the sea, foreign information could also be easily gathered.

If something needed to be investigated and looked into, the Marquis’s family would be more advantageous.

“I should ask Rapid. Whether he knows of any nobles who secretly hid children born to mistresses.”

“I hope it goes well.”

Ditten silently gazed at the spot where Rtemeia had left.

The intelligent girl strangely had a power that drew people to her.

“You should have told them. They’re her parents.”

That was also why her boldly defiant eyes weren’t unpleasant.

Rather, that child’s confident and assured eyes made others want to rely on her.

Soon Ditten burst into laughter and brought her teacup to her lips.

Brien asked in a whisper.

“Could that child possibly be a saint?”

“Hm? A saint?”

“Yes. When she handed me the baby, it really seemed like light was emanating from that child.”

At those words, Ditten smiled slightly.

The thought that it was quite an exaggeration was only momentary.

At that moment, the image of a certain woman flashed through her mind.

“She was glowing. A very beautiful child who healed people.”

Recalling her mother’s words, she immediately asked Brien.

“Sister, do you remember a woman named Lifne?”

“Lifne?”

“Yes. A medical assistant with pale wheat-colored hair… She came to see Mother on that rainy day, holding a baby.”

“Did she…?”

Unlike Brien who tilted her head, Ditten remembered that day.

“Please… please let me see the Duchess just once! If you say it’s Lifne… she’ll take me in!”

Those confident eyes, those eyes filled with desperate will, bore a striking resemblance to Rtemeia’s.

However, she soon shook her head.

It was too long ago, and she couldn’t be certain that the two people were connected just because they looked similar.

Lately, as she recalled past events for her mother’s sake, all sorts of thoughts seemed to come to mind.

“But why do you ask?”

At Brien’s suddenly puzzled question, Ditten shook her head.

“No, it’s nothing.”

* * *

The Imperial Study was filled with antique objects as grand as its magnificent interior.

Among the art pieces filled with the Emperor’s taste, Zenhauer and a boy sat facing each other.

The boy’s name was Kaileus Lindhafen.

He was the Empire’s 1st Prince and at the same time the Crown Prince.

Kaileus moved the black king to the left and asked.

“Come to think of it, it seems the Marchioness gave birth a few days ago.”

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