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Chapter 56
The Terminally Ill Baby Doctor Is a Genius
It was at that moment.
“Everyone.”
A middle-aged man with a beard and a royal mark, who had been quietly observing until now, stepped forward.
“I personally guarantee that what the prodigy pharmacist Sujaeheon said is true.”
Unlike the two people in front of him, he was from the Western Continent.
“The medicine the baby doctor made is fake! Don’t be fooled! I, Feiman, a nationally certified intermediate doctor, will expose it!”
Nationally certified intermediate doctor?
A nationally certified doctor is someone officially licensed by this country to treat the population.
Licenses are divided into levels: lower, intermediate, advanced, and top-tier.
The higher the level, the stricter the requirements, and the fewer the number of people who qualify.
Even intermediate-level doctors are rare.
“So they even bribed someone like this. Must have cost a lot.”
I stifled a yawn.
Well, it was about time this came out: fake medicine.
“Did… you say I made fake medicine?”
Ridiculous. Even if he insisted, the patients I had treated for a week wouldn’t just disappear.
The problem was that Feiman, who seemed to have spent quite a bit of money, was apparently a fairly famous doctor in this field.
Until a moment ago, people were only watching out of curiosity, but now they started to stir.
“I’ve never heard of him.”
In my mind, only the well-known doctors and pharmacists remained. There was no way I’d remember someone so ordinary.
Feiman smiled kindly at me.
“Child, your talent is undeniable, but you’ve gone too far! Where did you learn such wicked tricks?”
His lips were kind, but his narrow eyes were sly and cold.
“To use such noble talent to deceive others…”
Having lived life three times over, I could read faces a little, and looking at Feiman, I thought…
“All these arrogant types look the same.”
Why do people who puff themselves up after learning a little always treat me like this?
“Your diagnoses are nonsense. Did you know that? They say you can identify all illnesses just from diagnosis? Ridiculous!”
Feiman flared his sleeves and spread his hands wide. The gesture was almost revolutionary in spirit.
“For a true doctor, diagnosis is merely a supplementary skill! Preposterous… preposterous! I have never seen anyone diagnose like you.”
Not all doctors are so narrow-minded.
“But I always seem to meet the ones who build such prejudices. So tiring.”
The treatment of a young but talented genius with no backing is always the same.
“You learned it wrong, so I’ll guide you. Follow me like your master.”
“Your talent is a fraud, you must have used tricks. You have talent but lack proper training. Just do as I tell you…”
Even whispers behind the scenes sounded like this person could have been successful as a pseudo-doctor.
“Feiman is a respected man…”
“He treated my father, just charging for medicine.”
“And my great-aunt too…”
“…If someone like him says that, there must be something suspicious.”
Amid the murmurs, I calmly stared at Feiman.
“Public opinion really is easily swayed.”
It wasn’t their fault. It’s hard to ignore the authority a license grants.
I scanned the doctor, the pharmacist Sujaeheon, and the patients—the ones who would become the final comprehensive gift set for Shinion.
“I obtained the patients you treated and the medicines you made and investigated. Your medicines are merely health supplements, just supporting and replenishing energy.”
The crowd murmured loudly.
“This is why you can’t let just anyone become famous.”
After all the fame he had built, his effort was spent trying to slander a three-year-old.
“I’ll admit honestly. They’re decent supplements, so patients may appear temporarily healed. They regain strength and recover faster.”
“Hmph, still no good!”
As expected. Enough nonsense. No need to listen further.
“Ahh!”
Interestingly, my father seemed to be looking only at me, expecting a response.
I innocently pointed at the doctors.
“Lift those two into the air.”
Whoosh!
A strong wind tickled my hair. The next moment, I saw an incredible sight.
The doctors were launched into the air.
“Ahhhhh!”
It wasn’t just the doctors. Pharmacist Sujaeheon and the fake patients flew up as well.
I gaped.
Wow, like rockets.
Of course, this wasn’t a time to gawk—I quickly grabbed my father’s clothes and corrected him.
“Too high! How can we talk like this?”
“Wasn’t that what you wanted, punishment?”
“No! I want to talk, just a little!”
He had to see faces, for goodness’ sake.
Yet my father remained unmoved.
He looked displeased.
Well, he’d been hearing nonsense since before I came out, so it was understandable. They weren’t the type to show respect to a warrior.
“Lower them a bit.”
I watched as humans floated in circles like a performance. As they descended, I could see the pale faces of the doctors.
Impressive—they recovered their wits quickly after what was almost like a gyroscopic ride.
“Insane! Using abilities on licensed doctors as a warrior?! Do you think the doctor association will let this slide?!”
As a nationally certified doctor, his pride was clearly wounded.
Intermediate-level doctors are indeed rare.
“Judging by what he says, his skill isn’t lacking.”
The pharmacist, regaining composure, yelled loudly.
“I’m a licensed pharmacist too! The association won’t just let this pass!”
The patients had fainted, by the way.
I approached the doctors while still holding onto my father.
“Eek, d-don’t come closer! Any more violence…”
No need to worry—there won’t be any more violence.
“I lifted them so they couldn’t escape.”
Onlookers swallowed hard. They seemed to be anticipating what would happen next.
“Ah, I only stopped because I couldn’t let you keep talking nonsense. The quack was too much.”
“Who’s the quack…!”
I curled one corner of my lips and met the doctors’ eyes.
“You say my medicine is fake? Then what about the fractures, the bleeding, the injuries I healed?”
“Th-that is…”
Feiman, seemingly flustered, twisted his face and laughed.
“Surgical treatment is easier than treating internal injuries! Your abilities seem capable only of that! Didn’t I say my talent is extraordinary?”
“Looking down and pretending to praise me.”
“Silence! Stop deceiving people. Children like you will become witches when grown!”
Ah, I’ve heard that one too many times.
“None of this logic makes sense.”
Did I only treat injuries? Some patients fully recovered while sitting there. He was just being stubborn.
People also began to notice and looked at the doctors with doubt.
“Blah, blah. All talk and no proof. Are you really such an exceptional doctor?”
Still, about half the spectators watched us with suspicious eyes.
The trust carried by the title of nationally certified intermediate doctor was enormous.
Of course, I didn’t care.
I’ve seen one or two like that.
“Nationally certified? Ridiculous.”
At the end of my third life, do you know what I earned?
The one above the top-tier doctor.
The Supreme Doctor.
“Come on. Come on.”
I smiled and provocatively twitched my little finger.
My chubby cheeks might not help, but…
“Let’s see.”
“What… what?”
“I wonder if someone who can’t recognize a single medicine is capable of this.”
Judging by his reddening face, it seemed the provocation hit home.
Now, I will tell the story of how I became a doctor and pharmacist capable of taking down the empire—alone.
“Bring me a patient. I’ll treat them right in front of you.”
No, I’ll show them.
