The Time-Limited Baby Doctor Doesn’t Hide The Fact That She’s A Genius - Chapter 194

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The Terminal Baby Physician Doesn’t Hide Being a Genius

Chapter 194

My eyes widened greatly.

Without realizing it, I looked around. Even though I knew only Raon and I were here.

‘I was severely betrayed a long time ago.’

I had definitely said this to Raon in passing 8 years ago.

Had he not forgotten that day’s conversation? I thought it would be something Raon would consider trivial.

‘I’d rather die than betray you!’

Had Raon said this back then?

Without realizing it, I recalled the young Raon from that time and let out a small laugh.

I could feel the tension that had briefly settled between us disappearing.

What a strange thing. How could he immediately think of that just from seeing my conversation with that man?

In this life, I had never met that man.

‘Raon would know better than anyone that it’s impossible.’

Raon had always believed my stories that would sound implausible and nonsensical, and faced them head-on. I was truly grateful for that.

“You’re the first to know something that even my mother and father don’t know.”

It was an indirect answer. That what you’re thinking is correct.

“…Really?”

Raon was answering with a smile, but then his face darkened as if he had thought of something.

“Raon?”

“Ah.”

Raon, who quickly looked up, had his usual face.

At the same time, he smiled warmly and whispered.

“If you don’t want to talk about it yet, you don’t have to. Biyu.”

Like spring sunlight, like a blanket dried in the sun, it was a warm and gentle voice.

“Thank you for answering.”

As if everything would be okay.

“Tell me when you want to, when you’re comfortable.”

My heart, which had gotten a little better while talking with Mother and Dad, now seemed to have completely cleared without leaving even a drop of water.

“Yes. Thank you.”

* * *

The next day.

I was handling business in my office as usual.

It seemed yesterday’s commotion had spread a little, as the guests returning home this morning showed some curiosity.

Fortunately, the Shaman’s true identity hadn’t spread. Dad, Uncle, and Little Uncle probably made sure people kept their mouths shut.

‘Well, there’s nothing good about it spreading anyway.’

The last guest had just returned home.

I had been writing a medical report for a patient who recently entered the Family Estate when I stopped my pen.

The ink, resembling black ink, soaked into the paper.

Soon I put down the documents, got up from my seat, and rang the bell on my desk.

The waiting attendant came inside.

“Guide me. I’m going to meet yesterday’s guest.”

It would be better to thoroughly expose whatever scheme he had and drive him out.

The building where the Shaman was under surveillance wasn’t far from the Family Head’s Palace. This also meant the security was very tight.

The warriors, who looked determined beyond just being angry, bowed their heads whenever they saw me.

‘They look like people about to go to war.’

Thanks to that, I relaxed my tension a little. I let out a small laugh.

Though I fully understood their tension.

I reached the front of the room the Shaman was using. I saw familiar faces in front of it.

“You came.”

“Have you arrived, Family Head?”

“Ah, come on!”

Little Uncle was triumphantly greeting me when Uncle forcibly made him bow his head.

“What kind of speech habit is that?”

“What? There’s no one around anyway.”

I smiled.

“Right, there’s no one around, so be comfortable. You too, Uncle.”

“Oh my, I’m different from my rotten youngest brother, but if the Family Head wishes it.”

Uncle straightened his back with a sly smile. Little Uncle clicked his tongue but didn’t pay any attention.

“Nothing happened last night, right?”

Uncle nodded.

“It was so quiet it was problematic.”

“That guy was talking in his sleep.”

It seemed he had watched without sleeping. I felt unnecessarily sorry and smiled bitterly.

“Talking in his sleep?”

“Yeah. He was groaning like a sick person. Making strange sounds too.”

“Ah…”

I glanced at the door once.

“It’s probably because he’s a patient.”

I recalled his illness, but it quickly disappeared from my mind. It wasn’t something I needed to worry about anymore.

“I’ll go in and take a look.”

“Alone?”

“Yeah. Alone. What you want is a private audience, right?”

Uncle and Little Uncle’s eyebrows shot up simultaneously. At their intimidating aura, I habitually raised my hand.

“Don’t worry, I’ll signal if it seems dangerous. You know that.”

I barely managed to calm the two of them down and stepped inside.

Behind me, the door closed with a thud.

The room’s structure was similar to my office. Except it had a bed and was narrower.

The man who had been sitting languidly at the table stood up to greet me.

“Good afternoon, Family Head.”

“….”

“Did you spend last night comfortably?”

The same red hair as yesterday, a fierce yet beautiful face with masculine lines.

Overall, he seemed more suited to the middle of a life-or-death battlefield or wasteland than this neat room.

Unlike yesterday, he was wearing Eastern Continent clothing.

The Eight Families all had pride in their own families that pierced the sky.

So I never would have thought they’d voluntarily wear the clothing of the Hei Family Estate that they despised.

‘What’s wrong with clothes? They’re your family’s clothes, aren’t they? I actually like them.’

It was inevitable that related memories would naturally come to mind.

“I heard you requested a private audience with me this morning too?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

I sneered.

“Thanks to that, my Warriors were making a fuss asking me to throw you in prison. Saying how dare you request a private audience.”

Then I saw his previously calm expression crack for a moment.

I quietly met his eyes and strode over to sit across from him.

“What are you doing? Sit.”

I nodded my head.

Shaman plopped down in his seat. Because of his large build, even small movements felt bigger than others’. It was rather unpretentious behavior for a noble family heir.

I erased things that reminded me of the past and recalled my purpose.

“We’ve done enough introductions, so that’s fine. Before I hear why you requested a private audience, I have something I’m curious about.”

“…Since you’ve graciously arranged this meeting, please ask me anything.”

Still excessively polite. This way of speaking was what made me separate my past life from this life.

Even so, I hesitated for a moment.

I clenched and unclenched my fist.

I was debating whether to ask about the hand signals he had shown me yesterday. Somehow it felt like asking about it would be playing into his hands.

But my deliberation didn’t last long.

“What were those hand signals yesterday?”

“…Hand signals?”

“Yes. You won’t say you don’t know. This that you showed me.”

I demonstrated exactly what he had done to me. Since my body was accustomed to it, I performed it with natural familiarity.

For a moment, it seemed like a strange light flickered in the man’s eyes as he watched me. The shaman lowered his head and smiled slightly.

…Smiling?

“This, you mean.”

The shaman moved his hands.

– I’m trembling.

As expected. As if confirming I hadn’t seen wrong yesterday, he delivered another language to me.

My expression hardened frighteningly.

I stood up from my seat.

Not expecting me to stand, the shaman panicked and tried to get up as well. But there was no need for that.

Because where I headed after standing was right in front of him.

I grabbed his collar like yesterday.

‘As expected.’

In my third life, the action he and I did most often was exactly this – grabbing each other’s collars.

At first because I refused to take medicine and endured, later because I was stubborn after we became close. We quarreled so much for various reasons.

Like yesterday, this guy doesn’t get surprised by my actions. I confirmed this point again.

“I didn’t give you permission to act foolishly. Answer my question. What was that just now?”

I didn’t get angry like yesterday.

I just asked while quietly observing him.

“…It’s not difficult to answer, but isn’t this position uncomfortable? I’ll tell you everything.”

I spoke without softening my expression even slightly, as if I wouldn’t give him any opening.

“Shut up and just answer.”

The shaman looked down at my hand quietly, then soon gave a bitter smile.

The atmosphere changed in an instant. Despite coming as the next Family Head of a great family.

It was the gaze of a wild beast, forlorn and lonely, as if abandoned in a vast desert.

His eyelids slowly lifted.

“…I had dreams.”

“What?”

“I said I had dreams, not once missing a single day.”

Just as I was about to shout asking what he was talking about.

“You appeared in those dreams, Hei Biyu.”

He said while looking straight at me. As if sad, as if guilty, or filled with some unknowable emotion.

“What on earth should I call you?”

His hand, unable to dare grasp mine, was trembling slightly in the air.

“I came because I have something to say.”

“…”

“Because I felt I absolutely had to say it before dying.”

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