The Time-Limited Baby Doctor Doesn’t Hide The Fact That She’s A Genius - Chapter 191

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The Terminal Baby Physician Doesn’t Hide Being a Genius

Chapter 191

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1 hour ago.

Three days had passed since the grand succession ceremony, but the aftermath wasn’t over yet, and it was still the period when guests were staying.

To be precise, it had been a busy day greeting the guests who were leaving one by one starting from this morning.

I had finally reached the afternoon and was catching my breath.

‘Good grief.’

I had become the Family Head, but it didn’t really feel real.

That was understandable since I had already been acting as the Family Head proxy for nearly a year.

It was a bit too late to feel the reality of it.

‘That Old Hag must have intended this.’

I clicked my tongue in disapproval.

No matter what, experience couldn’t be ignored, it seemed.

‘Once all the guests return and I finish replying to the letters, I’ll need to pack my bags.’

Since this succession ceremony had been held rather hastily, there were many who had hoped to attend but couldn’t come due to time and distance constraints.

Most of them were my patients while also being influential people from various countries or within this Empire.

Such people had sent letters along with gifts, and that was what I was doing now.

“Family Head, here is the next letter.”

“Leave it there and go.”

The attendant withdrew. I remained alone and unfolded a letter.

Beside me, Bam-bam was coiled up in a circle, seemingly enjoying the texture of the paper.

I chuckled softly and read the unfolded letter.

[Dear Family Head proxy, no wait, you’re the Family Head now, aren’t you?]

The moment I read the first sentence, I immediately checked the name again. Then I clicked my tongue. A smile appeared on my face.

Sylvester Book.

He was the heir of the Buke Family, one of the Eight Families, and currently worked at the Imperial Palace.

At the same time, he was also someone who deeply despised and hated his own family, working from within to bring about their destruction.

He and I had a long-standing cooperative relationship.

It was a connection that had continued ever since we met long ago in a village where I had gone to treat a plague, where we met as Imperial Envoy and Physician, or rather, as patient and Physician.

[Be careful. The Imperial Palace is absolutely, absolutely full of poisoned rats. Oh, including the people from our family, of course?]

The letter, written in his characteristically cynical tone, was filled with congratulations for my succession as Family Head as well as warnings.

About how dangerous the Imperial Palace was.

‘I know that too.’

That place would be full of those who harbor grudges against the Hei Family Estate.

They’d be waiting with traps laid everywhere.

Of course, I have no intention of being easily defeated.

‘Actually, going to the Imperial Palace is partly for revenge against that Crown Prince bastard, but….’

Recently, a reason arose that made going to the Imperial Palace absolutely necessary.

It was because of Dad’s illness.

For 8 years, Mother and I were able to find a way to prevent Dad’s illness from worsening through intense research.

But treatment was still frustratingly slow. In fact, just preventing the disease from spreading further was already remarkable.

But being family, neither Mother nor I could be satisfied with just that.

‘This way, we can’t restore the memories that have already been lost.’

– That’s right.

It wasn’t until the 7th year that we created medicine that showed improvement in the disease, but even this wasn’t enough.

Then Mother remembered something and proposed it to me. She said it was a method used in very ancient times even on the Eastern Continent, and we tried changing the medicine creation method.

Amazingly, when we proceeded with the new method Mother explained, there was a change…!

The problem was the side effects that occurred with low probability. Though the probability was low, there were side effects that couldn’t be ignored.

– We lack ingredients. When Bihu takes this medicine, there’s a certain probability he’ll suffer headaches severe enough to cause fainting, but the ingredients to alleviate this… don’t exist at this point in time.

‘No, Mother. I think there might be some. Wouldn’t red ash herb be a possibility?’

We needed ingredients to complete the medicine. The problem was that the most important ingredient was an herb that didn’t grow on this Western Continent.

An extremely rare ingredient even on the Eastern Continent.

And I knew a place where I could get my hands on this.

‘I’ve seen it at the Imperial Palace.’

In my third life, when I entered the Imperial Palace and became a top-level physician, I had seen the warehouse inside the Imperial Palace.

Among the ingredients treasured in the deepest part, there was definitely the ingredient we were looking for.

‘It’s definitely still there now.’

The Imperial Palace physicians didn’t even know what it was and just kept it preciously stored.

After that, going to the Imperial Palace was added to our goals.

It also became a reason why we absolutely had to go to the Imperial Palace.

Of course, since we expected it wouldn’t be easy, we came prepared thoroughly.

And finally, this year has come.

‘Moreover, this isn’t the only problem….’

I looked around the room.

In the spacious Family Head’s Office, there was only me. Because I had refused even having an attendant.

Cough, cough.

Only after confirming that no one was there and not even wind was blowing did I quietly cough.

I casually wiped away the dark red substance that came out with my cough using a cloth and looked down at the letter as if nothing had happened.

‘I need to get to the Imperial Palace quickly.’

In my childhood, I firmly believed I would return home and excessively used my lifespan to treat Dad’s illness and create improvement.

And time passed.

…The price for that came to find me.

But I couldn’t tell anyone about it.

About an hour had passed since I read the letter.

An attendant appeared, urgently knocking on the door and reported.

“Th-the Prince of Wolfsbane has just arrived in front of the Main Hall…! He says he absolutely must see the Family Head…!!”

The moment I heard these words, a familiar face clearly came to mind.

How could I forget?

Though I had shaken it off years ago, I couldn’t forget even the memory.

I recalled the bright red hair.

Shaman Wolfsbane.

He was the sole heir of Wolfsbane, the most powerful and vile among the Eight Great Families of the Empire.

“Where is he?”

Unlike my initial surprise, a calm voice flowed out. Though my mind was still full of confusion.

‘He came here? Why?’

The first thing I thought of was revenge.

But what I thought of before that was.

‘That child’s incurable disease… Could he have survived to his current age?’

It was about his incurable disease.

After thinking it over carefully, I concluded that it was possible. Originally, that child’s illness wasn’t the type that ate away at one’s lifespan.

If I were to find a similar disease, it would be similar to Dad’s and Uncle’s illness.

Since it was the type of disease that ate away at one’s mind.

I let out a small sigh.

‘I’ll know when I see him.’

It was a face I thought I’d never see again in my lifetime. No, even if I did see him, I thought we’d face each other as enemies in the Imperial Palace.

“Guide me there.”

When I commanded the attendant and the warrior who came with the attendant, both of them moved hurriedly.

“Oh… Elder Sister!”

Just as I was leaving the office, I heard a welcome voice. When I turned my head, there stood a pretty girl with yellow hair.

It was Ayan.

Ayan, who had bounced over cheerfully, hugged my arm.

“I came to see you, Elder Sister! Where are you going?”

“Well, they said a guest has come.”

“A guest?”

Yes. An unwelcome guest, that is.

Instead of answering, I smiled slightly.

Ayan glanced at the urgent-looking attendant and warriors and released her arm from mine.

She had always been a perceptive child, then and now.

I knew from the original work, and I knew from my past life as well.

The girl who had grown up so pretty and lovely had become a more spirited child than I remembered.

“Can I come with you too?”

I hesitated for a moment, but not for long.

“Of course.”

So I took Ayan with me and moved quickly.

It was just as I was leaving the Family Head’s Palace building.

“I’m asking what your purpose for coming here is!”

A rough voice echoed out. When I slowly turned my head, below the steps.

A group of people stood at the place where Dad and I had once been put on trial.

The people densely surrounding someone were all warriors of the Hei Family. There were quite a lot of them.

An excessively large number to be surrounding just one person.

However, considering the identity of the one in the center, it wasn’t strange.

“Huh? Dad?”

The person who had shouted was Little Uncle. I could feel Ayan recognizing him and slipping behind me.

“When did he come here?”

“Well, he must have come escorting a guest.”

I muttered this while shifting my gaze.

Besides Little Uncle, there was Uncle and Brother Gyewon.

I could see Dad as well.

‘So no one came running to me because they all went over there to deal with him.’

I looked at the one surrounded by countless spears in the center.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, he slowly raised his eyes as well.

Bright red hair that I had once endlessly associated with sunsets and the sun.

His long hair fluttered aimlessly like a flag. Western Continent attire. A face that was paler than I remembered, far too white, came into view.

The scars I remembered weren’t on his face. It was only natural.

In my past life, your scars were from saving me.

However, his outstanding face that seemed scholarly yet also knight-like due to his sharp eyes remained the same.

His long eyes narrowed slightly for no reason the moment they saw me.

The man’s attractive lips twitched before moving.

‘Biyu.’

…Was I mistaken? I felt like I could see all sorts of things. To think that bastard would call my name so familiarly in this life.

Unless he was calling it filled with hostility.

My brow furrowed at the unpleasant feeling.

Shaman Wolfsbane.

The man to whom I had given my heart exclusively, but who had also given me an unprecedented sense of devastating betrayal, stood before my eyes.

With an unreadable expression on his face.

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