The Time-Limited Baby Doctor Doesn’t Hide The Fact That She’s A Genius - Chapter 104

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The Terminal Baby Physician Doesn’t Hide Being a Genius

 

Chapter 104

 

In the wind blowing once again, I smiled broadly.

 

Yeah, it was brief, but it was enough to have had a dad.

 

“Thank you.”

 

“….”

 

“Uncle.”

 

Hei Biwon’s eyes widened.

 

Countless emotions flashed through his large eyes. What occupied them most was regret, and affection toward me.

 

But soon, true to his nature as Uncle, he skillfully erased his emotions and lifted me up with a smile.

 

“Whoa!”

 

I could hear plenty of laughter around me, as if giving me a piggyback ride was something joyful.

 

“You know what? I wanted to have a daughter.”

 

I was about to say something but closed my mouth.

 

Because I remembered Aunt, who had passed away while pregnant with her second child.

 

“Cheer up. You’re the one who gave hope to someone’s life full of despair, my niece.”

 

After three days, I felt a little cheerful. No, quite a lot.

 

* * *

 

After parting with Uncle, I went straight to Father’s House.

 

Brother Gyewon was very worried when he found out where I was going. But I can’t stay gloomy forever.

 

‘I hope Biyu does what she wants. And I hope it works out well.’

 

Raon said this while seeing me off. I was both surprised and grateful because it was what I wanted to hear.

 

‘She seems young, but she speaks so well.’

 

I should find time soon to discuss with Uncle how to handle Raon’s education.

 

‘But neither Uncle nor Uncle are very reliable….’

 

In many ways, Dad had been reassuring as he seemed like the most rational mediator and normal one.

 

Uncle has a hot-tempered disposition, so I worry he might beat people up(?) when given tasks.

 

Uncle can be evasive, and his madness hasn’t been cured yet… so I have to consider timing when entrusting important matters.

 

This applies to Uncle as well.

 

‘Can’t be helped. I have no choice but to diligently provide treatment….’

 

I’ll have to try assuming Dad isn’t here.

 

After all, when I first decided not to look for Dad, wasn’t I planning to somehow manage with these two people’s help? I’ve just returned to the beginning.

 

I finally stopped walking.

 

Nevertheless, the reason I came to this place was to bring things to a close.

 

“Ah….”

 

Dad was standing alone in the empty yard.

 

Even though I thought he would surely be in front of the tree, I stopped by here because I also needed closure.

 

Since this was the last place I spent time with Dad.

 

So I just stopped by here briefly….

 

Well, it doesn’t matter.

 

“Hello.”

 

Dad quickly turned his head at my words, his expression surprised as if he had seen something he shouldn’t have.

 

‘Why does he have that expression?’

 

He said he came to Uncle’s residence every night, and even to Uncle’s residence yesterday.

 

What could be the reason?

 

No, let’s not be curious.

 

“I’m sorry for visiting suddenly, Mister.”

 

I deliberately spoke clearly and distinctly. A slight breeze blew.

 

“…There’s nothing to be sorry about. No, there isn’t.”

 

A voice containing a bit of bewilderment.

 

I felt newly amazed that Dad’s way of speaking was different from what I remembered.

 

Ah, fortunately no tears are coming.

 

‘…Your dad’s way of speaking now. It was similar to when he was alone with your mother, wasn’t it?’

 

Uncle had said this. It was something he told me after having a conversation when Dad visited at night.

 

Since he said so, it must be true.

 

‘Come to think of it, it does seem similar to Dad’s way of speaking and expressions in my memories.’

 

When you lose your memory, do you become fixed as one version of yourself from your past?

 

I suddenly realized there were many things I didn’t know.

 

“I’m sorry about a few days ago. I was also flustered then and ended up crying. You were surprised, weren’t you?”

 

“….”

 

“I got lost.”

 

Yes, I was just lost for a moment.

 

“I came here because I got lost.”

 

I’ll think of our memories as just a dream I had for a while. That seems like it would be more comfortable.

 

“But now I have a reason to come here again.”

 

Come to think of it, when I first met Dad, he showed strong opposition to physicians and pharmacists.

 

Not only that, but he even showed hostility.

 

What about this person now?

 

“I’m a physician. A very capable physician.”

 

“….”

 

“That day I came to diagnose you.”

 

After listening to what Uncle said and thinking it over carefully, I made my judgment. Uncle was right that it was my fault.

 

Whether or not there’s information about a disease greatly affects treatment.

 

Moreover, the method I used to treat Dad wasn’t the usual method a physician would use, but a method of healing using lifespan.

 

Even I proceeded recklessly without much information about how this works or what effects it has.

 

I was too desperate at that time.

 

If that was the case, I should have properly diagnosed him more thoroughly afterward. I was the one who ignored my instincts as a physician. This was purely my fault.

 

‘I was excited.’

 

About having a dad, even if he wasn’t real. Happy to see you gradually recalling memories.

 

I liked seeing you try to act like a father to me.

 

Now, facing Dad again, I felt like I had lost the only thing I was proud of as a physician.

 

Living as a proper physician despite any hardships was my only source of pride.

 

To shake me up like this, Dad really is an amazing person.

 

“You probably don’t remember, but before you lost your memory, you had given me permission to diagnose you.”

 

I’ll admit it.

 

“Could you let me diagnose you just one more time?”

 

This will be the last time I let you go.

 

I don’t want to use my lifespan again to treat you and see you love me.

 

I don’t want to see you forget me once more because you love me.

 

You can think of me as cold-hearted.

 

…But this is my fourth life. I’ve waited and tried hard enough by now, haven’t I.

 

“…Is that all you need to do?”

 

I was startled by the voice that showed no resistance. I nodded briefly after a moment.

 

I don’t know why he’s willingly offering his body to a child he doesn’t even know.

 

Maybe he knows that you can’t attack someone through diagnosis.

 

Well, he’s a great wind ability user, so would he even budge if I tried to attack him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

…But this is a bit hard to get used to.

 

Even though permission was granted, I stared at the man with some discomfort.

 

Having such a gentle voice without any memories, he really was a father overflowing with sins.

 

“…Thank you.”

 

Of course, there were strange things.

 

Like how he doesn’t ask who I am anymore after I suddenly came back to find him.

 

Or how he doesn’t even doubt me when I reveal I’m a physician and want to diagnose him, not even asking ‘what kind of physician are you.’

 

For a very brief moment, I wondered if he remembered something, but I shook my head.

 

If that were the case, he would have come looking for me.

 

‘Let’s stop thinking useless thoughts.’

 

Let me organize this. I put my hand into the water container I brought and moistened it.

 

Familiar waves swept over the man.

 

‘Diagnosis is about choosing and seeing the information I want to see.’

 

All this time, when I diagnosed Dad, I only focused on how much better his condition had become compared to the beginning.

 

I hadn’t looked closely at the detailed medical history from before meeting me.

 

Now I admit it. It was my fault for not being objective as a physician.

 

As I slowly conducted the diagnosis, I soon smiled faintly.

 

‘…It’s real.’

 

The answer was in the medical history from before meeting me. Just as Mother had said through Uncle.

 

Our Mother must have been an even better physician than me. I need to really concentrate to figure this out.

 

I closed my eyes tightly.

 

Even while smiling, I wanted to cry.

 

‘Really… you forgot because you loved me so much. That’s too cruel.’

 

Yes, it was truly too cruel for both you and me.

 

I neatly withdrew my diagnosis.

 

“Thank you for your cooperation.”

 

I bowed as politely and respectfully as possible. I deliberately didn’t look at Dad’s face.

 

“…Is it a treatable condition?”

 

Hearing the gentlest voice I’d heard so far, I bowed my head even lower. My shoulders trembled.

 

“No. I’m sorry. I don’t think I can treat it.”

 

No more tears came. Only a sense of exhaustion. But even that ends today.

 

“But someday I will treat you, so when I find a treatment method, I’ll come back.”

 

Even though you’ve lost your memory, I will keep my promise as a physician.

 

I should go back home after all.

 

Seeing Dad who loved me, even if just briefly, seeing you embrace me warmly.

 

Even if I regress again, I thought I wanted to stay here like this.

 

I was thinking wrong.

 

I’ve decided. Rather than watch you forget and forget again, I’ll go back home.

 

There’s no family there either, but there’s a friend who cherishes me like family.

 

I know Uncle, Uncle, and Brother Gyewon gave me so much affection, so I’m sorry.

 

Even so, I can’t continue staying here accepting the regressions that will continue.

 

I must have desperately needed a family that only I could have.

 

Like a child.

 

“Stay healthy. Thank you.”

 

I bowed once more and turned around.

 

I stepped forward firmly. I need to hurry back to Uncle’s house and eat.

 

And make an appointment to meet the Family Head. I should probably ask Uncle for bodyguards…

 

That’s when it happened. A shadow fell in front of me.

 

When I looked up.

 

Dad was blocking my path.

 

“…I don’t know the reason myself.”

 

With a cold yet confused expression.

 

“But I feel like I shouldn’t let you go.”

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