The Time-Limited Baby Doctor Doesn’t Hide The Fact That She’s A Genius - Chapter 203

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The Terminal Baby Physician Doesn’t Hide Being a Genius

Chapter 203

“What is this?”

“These are things the Imperial Palace is currently gathering in secret.”

I frowned. What are they up to? The Imperial Palace? Why are those guys being mentioned here?

Of course, Wolfsbane could be considered the right hand of the Imperial Palace. But it was a topic that came up suddenly.

The Shaman said without any particular explanation that I would understand what he meant just by looking at the paper.

I raised only my eyes without even touching the paper.

“Why are you giving this to me?”

“Well. Hmm… I kept seeing it in my dreams, so I suppose I’ve grown attached to it.”

The Shaman smiled politely.

The rough yet affectionate tone I remembered was nowhere to be found. It was natural.

That was a tone he only used with people he was close to.

“Even if you’re suspicious, please check it once. You won’t regret it.”

Is this a trap?

Even while thinking this, I let out a small breath instead of showing it. It was a sigh I’d lost count of.

“Whatever it is, I have no intention of receiving it for free. If you’re not sick anywhere, at least get a diagnosis.”

“No, it’s fine.”

The Shaman shrugged his shoulders. It was a somewhat sly gesture.

“I’m sorry for suddenly visiting rudely and causing much trouble. Well then, I’ll return to the Family Estate.”

For a moment I recalled the story mentioned in Sylvester’s letter about the Wolfsbane Heir going missing, but I didn’t voice it.

He soon turned around and picked up his luggage. His neatly organized luggage and appearance. It was the look of someone who had planned to leave from the beginning.

I had been thinking I didn’t want to see his face anyway, but seeing him leave so refreshingly made me feel like I was the one who got played instead.

“That dream.”

I asked the man who had turned his back on me.

“Where did it end?”

It seemed like the man’s shoulders flinched slightly, though it was subtle.

He didn’t ask what the dream was, or why I recognized the hand signals from the dream. It seemed he intended to bury everything and leave.

“Hmm… I’m sorry. That dream became too blurry toward the end, so I don’t remember it well.”

I couldn’t tell if it was true, or if it was a cowardly lie.

“But I know that I behaved badly in the dream. Even though it was a dream.”

The man finally turned to look at me and shrugged his shoulders.

“And this is based on what I saw of you in the dream, but Hei Biyu, I don’t think you would be particularly curious about the reasons why someone acted cowardly and despicably. Isn’t that right?”

No, back then those reasons weren’t important to me either. I just wanted you to come back.

And now it’s not important because you’re nothing to me.

I lowered my eyelids. A refreshing, relieved laugh escaped.

“That’s right.”

I didn’t look at him, so I couldn’t tell what the man’s expression was. When I raised my eyes again, I could only see his polite face.

“Ah, it seems like you’re bringing down the Eight Families one by one.”

Shaman paused for a moment, then asked with a smile.

“Do you need our family’s disgrace as well?”

When I remained silent at his cryptic question, he smiled even more deeply.

“There’s nothing much to worry about. Father will die soon, and the heir won’t inherit the title. They’ll destroy themselves through internal fighting.”

He was far too cheerful for someone talking about his own family’s destruction. It would have been chilling if someone who didn’t know the circumstances had heard it.

He bowed politely to me, opened the door, and left. The waiting warriors looked flustered as they tried to stop him and looked at me. But I nodded.

“Let him go.”

His retreating figure never once looked back at me.

I stared blankly, then pulled my lips into a crooked smile.

“Strange bastard.”

You’re lying until the very end.

* * *

On the way back to my office.

Feeling a bit suffocated, I dismissed the warriors and stopped in the garden.

“Phew…”

I placed my hand on my waist and let out the breath I had been holding.

“I feel like I’m going to throw up…”

Like anyone else, facing trauma is frightening and difficult. I was no different. Even though I thought it was already over and meaningless.

The person involved suddenly appeared saying he remembered me, but I ended up confirming that he wasn’t actually the same person.

It felt like I had been given a target for revenge only to have it taken away.

“Tsk…”

I calmed down a bit and clicked my tongue.

“Is something wrong?”

A familiar yet gentle voice came from behind me. I wasn’t particularly surprised.

When I turned around, Raon was standing there. He had a worried expression.

“No, not really. Nothing. You probably heard, but the conversation was a bit… you know.”

Raon had been with me in the conversation earlier as my shadow.

At first, I considered going in alone. But since I already knew he was someone who had betrayed me, I just let him come in.

“Is there something bothering you?”

This kid understood me even without knowing the exact circumstances. It was the same now.

“No, there isn’t.”

I shook my head gently.

Raon stared at me like this, then carefully opened his mouth.

“It’s because you’re kind.”

“Huh?”

It was a voice as smooth as water, but words that created ripples in my heart.

“Because you couldn’t hear the reason for his betrayal. That’s what’s bothering you.”

“….”

“Because you couldn’t bring it to a proper conclusion.”

I blinked my eyes.

It was a definitive tone, and I couldn’t deny it. I moved my lips a few times before slowly opening them.

“…How do you know that?”

“I don’t know the stories you haven’t told me. But I know very, very well what kind of person you are, Biyu.”

“….”

A gentle smile like spring was spread across Raon’s face before me. Somehow, my insides that had only felt cold naturally settled down.

The frustration and stuffiness, as if I had witnessed an unsolvable problem, all faded away like smoke.

“The Biyu I know wants to achieve perfect suturing in any treatment or surgery. You’re also more decisive than you think when it comes to making connections and cutting them off.”

“…Me?”

It wasn’t wrong. But hearing it from someone else’s mouth felt different.

“You think of human relationships the same way. No matter how much you hate them, how bad they are, how disgusting the betrayer is.”

“….”

“You want to properly conclude what happened, don’t you?”

It was the correct answer.

If Shaman had never shown himself before me again. I would have ended things with him forever within myself.

However, he appeared on his own, dropped only clues, and then selfishly went back again.

Avoiding all the remaining doubts, suspicions, and questions. Seeing how he didn’t even say until the end how he viewed that dream himself, he was hiding something.

He was truly a selfish person until the very end.

I was angry at the sloppy conclusion. Unbearably so.

Raon was smiling prettily and warmly as if he understood even that. With calm eyes as if a warm breeze was blowing through my chest just from looking at him.

“Lord Bihu would catch that person even if he had left the territory, if you just say the word.”

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