The Time-Limited Baby Doctor Doesn’t Hide The Fact That She’s A Genius - Chapter 162

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The Terminal Baby Physician Doesn’t Hide Being a Genius

Chapter 162

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A moment later.

I finished giving Mother a brief explanation while applying hemostasis to Dad’s injuries.

And I was able to hear a brief explanation from Mother as well.

“So, you’re saying you don’t know why you’re here?”

Mother knew that she had died, but she said she couldn’t remember well why she died, the circumstances of her death, and why she became a ghost.

She said she just found herself in this place when she opened her eyes.

– Yes, but I have some guesses.

Strangely, Mother could touch objects inside the shrine. Though she couldn’t touch people.

– My family was a place that served the Dragon, the Guardian Deity of the Eastern Continent, and the Dragon’s Divine Priestess. They were all Physicians.

Mother kept glancing at the unconscious Dad throughout our conversation, as if worried. Yet she couldn’t take her eyes off me either.

Mother’s eyes were still teary, but her face showed the spirit characteristic of someone who had carved out their own path in life.

Her delicate shoulders seemed to create the illusion of appearing broad.

– One day, a Divine Priestess with powerful abilities disappeared, and we followed her traces to discover she had gone to the Western Continent. After that, my Brother and I, as the family’s successors, came to the Western Continent to find the Divine Priestess.

And not long after arriving at the Western Continent, they learned that the Divine Priestess had died.

Mother’s Brother, who would be my uncle, returned to the Eastern Continent as planned.

Mother was also about to follow her Brother back when she decided to stay in the Western Continent because she couldn’t ignore the countless patients she saw.

‘She stayed because of patients.’

I recalled my actions from the third round when I went to the battlefield because I couldn’t ignore the patients, and smiled bitterly.

‘Is this hereditary too?’

I didn’t voice this thought.

While I was happy to see Mother, she still felt unfamiliar, and there were many strange things about the situation.

– Well, our family holds a special position in the Eastern Continent and performs ‘memorial rites.’

Because from birth, they perform a ritual pledging to dedicate their entire lives to the Divine Priestess.

To put it simply, their souls become bound to the Dragon, the Guardian Deity, and the Divine Priestess.

In return, they gain the ability to use more powerful healing powers.

And when they die, they perform a ritual to release their souls so they can reincarnate, which allows them to find peace.

– I suspect that because the family members who don’t know I’m dead haven’t performed the ritual, my soul has become bound to the nearest shrine. Shrines are imbued with the Guardian Deity’s power, after all.

Mother spoke about this matter-of-factly.

‘…What kind of serious occult stuff is this?’

Well, in a world where Mages exist, I suppose such things aren’t impossible. But having lived in the Western Continent for decades, this was my first time experiencing something like this, so I felt bewildered.

‘Then if I had known about this place beforehand… if I had paid attention to rumors at least before leaving the family in the third round, could I have met Mother?’

My lips moved slightly, but only for a moment. I shook my head.

Anyway, it was already in the past.

“Then what should we do? Are we going to be stuck here forever?”

– Hmm, well. It seems that way. To undo this, the Divine Priestess would have to come…

There was no reason for such a precious person to come all the way here from the Eastern Continent.

‘No, I’m just learning about the title Divine Priestess for the first time. It wasn’t even in the Original Work.’

I held my head. Oh my. Dad with his incurable disease was always a big worry, and now Mother, whom I just met, also carried a big burden.

As I was holding my head and groaning, there was a rustling sound. Mother was crouching down, staring intently at Dad.

Those eyes held such deep and complex sadness that I couldn’t describe in words, so I kept my mouth shut.

After a moment, Mother looked at me and smiled brightly.

– I’ve been wanting to say this for a while now.

Mother said she had deliberately watched me treat him without saying a word. Well, it was strange that someone called a great Physician didn’t say anything.

– I watched your Treatment, and you learned well.

I hesitated.

“…No, your husband collapsed unconscious and that’s what you want to talk about?”

– But it’s not a fatal injury. I know this person can endure much worse since he has Dragon’s Blessing. Of course… my heart aches.

…What is with this couple? The delicate and fragile-looking Mother spoke with unexpected firmness, contrary to her appearance.

– And if he was hurt protecting Our Daughter, this person would probably be satisfied, wouldn’t he?

“…”

I couldn’t continue speaking.

– And from what I just saw, our baby seems to take after Mother.

“In what way?”

Though I deliberately spoke curtly, Mother answered as if she had expected even this.

– I’m also not used to compliments, so I would stiffen up and grumble from the start.

“…”

– You’ve grown up so well. Bihu’s body probably isn’t healthy, so you must have struggled a lot alone.

No, Mother. Dad neglected me. But… now he’s trying to give his devotion, his best effort.

That’s why my heart aches.

I swallowed these words.

– Who is your Master?

“…Self-taught.”

Strangely, even though I could have deflected the answer appropriately, I answered honestly.

Why was that? I felt a desire to be acknowledged. Even though you died early and Father turned away from me.

I wanted to say that I had grown up this well.

“Books, you could say, were my Master. Cheap Medical Books at that. I traveled around for a very long time gaining experience.”

Given my apparent age, this would sound like an impossible answer.

Mother stared at me intently.

Would she think it was a lie? Or would she interrogate me? But Mother’s eyes curved as she smiled prettily.

– I see. That’s amazing.

Her tone was both fresh and affectionate.

– My Daughter must be a genius because she’s mine.

For just a moment, I clearly saw regret flash through eyes similar in color to mine. But I felt no pretense anywhere in her proud expression.

– I couldn’t diagnose with such skillful technique when I was your age either. You’re even capable of performing surgery, right? It’s truly amazing.

On the floor were scattered medicinal herbs left over from the treatment.

There wasn’t much variety and I hadn’t brought enough to completely heal Dad.

– Through your treatment alone, I felt many things our baby couldn’t say. Because Mother is also a physician.

Mother got up and crouched down in front of me again. Our eye levels became similar. Mother raised her hand and placed it on my head.

Though she couldn’t actually touch me, she slowly stroked my hair. I couldn’t feel anything, yet my heart felt warm.

– Mother is sorry. For not being stronger.

If I said I had never blamed Mother even once in my life, that would be a lie.

But I know. That it’s not your fault. What wrong could a dead person have done?

Even so, Mother smiled apologetically. I know this face.

– …For not being able to overcome the illness.

The face that smiles because crying would make the other person feel more sorry.

I hesitated for a moment, then looked at Dad’s unconscious face. Then I looked at Mother again.

Mother’s various expressions that I thought I would never see once in my entire life.

My contemplation wasn’t long.

“It’s okay. I lived well. Because Dad treated me well.”

Dad, you really need to treat me well.

“He keeps losing his memories, but still, he never made things hard for me.”

…I’m letting it slide because he’s trying.

Because now I can’t help but love Dad.

“He protected me so I wouldn’t be lonely.”

I smiled brightly.

It wouldn’t be right to keep making the living worry about the dead, would it.

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