The Time-Limited Baby Doctor Doesn’t Hide The Fact That She’s A Genius - Chapter 192

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The Terminal Baby Physician Doesn’t Hide Being a Genius

Chapter 192

“Everyone, stand down.”

I could feel everyone raising their heads at the voice coming from the steps. Everyone except the warriors pointing spears bowed their heads neatly.

“Family Head.”

Among those who bowed their heads were Second Uncle, Uncle, and even Dad.

I barely held back my laughter seeing Mother playfully bow her head next to Dad.

Uncle waved his hand enthusiastically as soon as the greeting ended. It was a face I hadn’t seen in a long time.

Brother Gyewon also showed a slight smile before becoming serious again.

“I won’t say it twice. Everyone stand down.”

At my words, the warriors who had been pointing spears at the man flinched, lowered their weapons, and stepped back.

But their expressions were still full of ferocity and wariness.

I didn’t fail to understand their wariness.

That man was the next family head of the Eight Families, specifically the leading family among them.

‘Though I wonder what his scheme is, shouting his name in front of the main gate.’

I stared down below without descending the steps.

“Who let that man in here?”

At my words, someone stepped forward.

“It was me, Family Head.”

It was Uncle. He wore a relaxed smile, but his eyes were full of sharpness.

“I discovered him together with my younger brother Bihu. How surprised we were to see him boldly reveal his identity to the warriors. Hmm, wasn’t it like asking to have his head cut off?”

“….”

“Anyway, if we left him alone, wouldn’t he harm our family members?”

A sly voice.

“Hmph, not that he might, but that’s exactly what would have happened.”

Following Uncle’s report, Second Uncle grumbled and added his comment. I nodded, understanding the situation.

I turned my gaze.

The man, the Shaman, strode forward boldly. When his steps reached about three paces, no one stopped him.

But the moment he reached the front of the steps.

Swish.

Whoosh!

Clang!

Three swords were aimed at the Shaman’s neck. In sequence, they were Dad’s, Uncle’s, and Second Uncle’s swords.

It wasn’t just swords of various lengths. Wind blew, and sharply honed water streams aimed at the Shaman like awls from around him.

‘At this rate, lightning will strike too.’

There were even two Lightning Mages on this side. Seeing Brother Gyewon who looked ready to draw his sword at any moment, I uncrossed my hands from behind my back.

“Elder Sister, Dad looks really pissed off…!”

“Ayan, you can’t use words like that in formal settings.”

“Hehe.”

She was a child who knew better but wanted to hear me scold her.

I gently stroked my cousin sister’s adorable cheek and gave her a look. Ayan quietly stepped back.

I had her move away to prepare for any potential danger.

“Dad, it’s okay.”

I nodded toward Dad. Then looked at Uncle and Little Uncle in turn.

“Tsk. I should just cut off his neck right now!”

“Now, now, our Family Head told us to step back. Let’s cut necks tonight, brother.”

“….”

The three men stepped back. The Shaman, who was freed but not completely free, raised his head.

As soon as our eyes met, the Shaman’s eyes curved pleasantly.

It was a smile I had once loved dearly.

Unlike me, who found life so difficult that even smiling was hard, you always smiled brightly even in the face of pain, which fascinated me.

“It’s my first time meeting you.”

A pleasant, deeply resonant voice echoed in my ears.

The man dressed in Western Continental Attire perfectly performed our family’s greeting of bringing his fist to his palm.

Behind the man, I could see everyone looking surprised.

“I am Shaman Wolfsbane, the next Family Head of Wolfsbane.”

The man bowed deeply at the waist.

It was a courtesy that no Family Head or heir of the Eight Families had ever shown before.

I could feel the Warriors holding their breath. Even those right beside me.

“Family Head of the Hei Family. I’ve been wanting to meet you.”

After finishing his greeting, Shaman raised his head and our eyes met.

Except for the absence of scars on his face and a slightly more gaunt impression, his appearance perfectly matched my memories.

The slight gauntness only made him look sharp to the point of decadence, but he didn’t look like a patient at all.

I twisted the corner of my mouth slightly.

I could feel Ayan flinch at my fierce expression that rarely appeared.

Dad and my relatives were also surprised.

‘Right, you were someone who would find another way if one method didn’t work.’

Surely in this life, instead of receiving my treatment, he had found another method.

I don’t regret saving him by using up my lifespan in my third life. Because I saved a patient.

But that was all.

“There’s no one in this Empire who doesn’t know the relationship between the Eight Families and the Hei Family. So what’s your reason for coming here alone?”

“….”

“You came prepared to risk at least that one life of yours, didn’t you?”

Within the Hei Family Estate, I was famous as a gentle physician. I had never raised my voice at a patient.

That was partly because there were many people to get angry on my behalf, but also because I didn’t feel the need to do so.

But since my appearance was a bit unfamiliar, confusion spread among the Family Members.

“Yes, of course.”

The Shaman replied somewhat calmly yet naturally. While bowing his head again in greeting.

“I have something urgent to discuss with the Family Head.”

“What kind of story?”

“….”

The Shaman briefly looked around his surroundings.

“…I cannot speak of it here.”

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, then raised his gaze.

“May I request a private audience?”

“I refuse.”

I smiled coldly.

“What reason do I have to trust the next Family Head who came from enemy territory? You’d better speak properly. If you can’t clearly state your purpose here, the place you’ll be going is the Hei Family’s prison.”

I thought he would be flustered. However, as soon as I finished speaking, the Shaman hesitated briefly then smiled softly.

“That’s fine. If I can have a conversation with the Family Head… even that place would be welcome.”

“…!”

His attitude was somehow mysterious. I narrowed my eyes and paused for a moment.

The Shaman’s hands were moving little by little.

‘That is….’

My back went cold.

I couldn’t hold back and grabbed my hem as I strode down the steps.

“Family Head!”

“Hei Biyu!”

“Biyu? Hey!”

I made eye contact with the voices trying to stop me and came down the steps as I was.

Actually, I’m not even sure if I made proper eye contact.

It felt like my mind was being bleached white.

‘This can’t be. This can’t be.’

Finally having come down all the steps, I reached out my hand without hesitation.

I firmly grabbed his collar.

“You, what are you.”

I could feel everyone being surprised by my unprecedented behavior. Unfortunately, I also had no time to care about that.

A very long time ago. That is, in my third life, the Shaman and I made one promise.

‘It seems like we need some kind of hand signal.’

‘Hm? I’m not even a warrior, why hand signals?’

‘Just because. Isn’t it nice, like a secret language?’

Something he had whimsically suggested one day. The idea that we needed our own language since various things happened while we wandered the world together.

‘Isn’t it cool? In this world. Under this sky, a language that only you and I, just the two of us, know.’

That’s how the hand signals were created.

They were signals too simple to be called a language.

Wait.

Did you take your medicine?

It hurts. It doesn’t hurt.

Don’t be in pain.

Are you okay?

Stay strong.

I miss you.

And…

I like you.

Words that grew with each moment spent with you. And the gesture he showed only to me was definitely.

It’s been a while.

I couldn’t hold back and grabbed him by the collar. Though we met again beyond death.

He was still large. His broad shoulders, his tall height. Even his hands that couldn’t hold onto me.

In comparison, I still only came up to his chest.

“I asked what it was.”

The unchanged dynamic made my head throb.

Though I had decided never to think about it again.

“I’m asking what it was!”

It couldn’t be helped.

The biggest reason I decided to completely forget this bastard in this life.

Was because this life’s version of him could no longer remember anything.

It was different from my resentment and hatred toward the Crown Prince, the Family Head, and Hei Haran.

I never learned the reason why this bastard betrayed me in the end. Because of that, you made me unable to lose hope until the very end.

That you must have had your reasons too.

You made me head to the Imperial Palace clutching that desperate and pathetic hope.

And I died at the Imperial Palace.

But what?

It’s been a while?

You remember me?

How could you?

If you remember… with what shameless face.

The white-hot burning rage was justified. Even when I was dying, I thought of you and resented you.

And in my next life, I chose to suppress it without ever letting my anger out even once.

Thus, the anger that had not properly turned to ash flared up once again.

“Biyu.”

Someone gently took my hand.

A gentle breeze softly cooled the sweat that had formed.

I slowly turned my head.

What came over my hand gripping the collar was Dad’s hand. Dad was looking at me with a worried expression.

Only then did the momentary rough anger that had consumed me to the tips of my hair subside.

“Now, such rough work… Leave it to me.”

Dad said as he removed my hand.

“That’s what your warriors are there for, isn’t it.”

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