TFSG 55

Chapter 55

The Terminal Baby Doctor Doesn’t Hide That He’s a Genius

“Biyu, should I go too?”

I shook my head at my older brother’s question and instead got up.

Raon, who had been in my arms, seemed surprised and lifted his head.

“No, I want to see it myself.”

There had been a commotion outside, so no more patients were coming in.

Still, I didn’t want to go outside, where it was crowded with people.

I chose to go to the second floor. Reaching the window on the second floor, I looked outside.

“Wow, a lot of people have gathered.”

I was surprised to see more people than I expected.

“It really became famous in the shortest time.”

It was intentional, of course. But I wondered if the publicity effect had gone a bit too well.

I quickly spotted my dad.

It wasn’t hard to recognize him, standing near the door while people formed a circle around him, shouting.

Wow, such a classic scene.

“My kid took the medicine and got hives! What are you going to do?!”

One person yelled while pointing aggressively.

Next to him was a man with the scholarly air of someone observing rather than intervening.

Finally, a middle-aged man with a beard and a prominent mole on his cheek.

“Hmm.”

I roughly understood how the situation was unfolding. So this is the tactic they were using this time.

Dad stood with his arms crossed in front of the three people, including the one shouting.

“Appa.”

Since I had sent the wind ahead, he must know I’m up here.

Sure enough, my dad looked up at the second floor and our eyes met.

“Tak Minjae! Lift me up!”

“Huh? Uh? Yes, sir!”

Tak Minjae didn’t know what to do as he tried to lift me. Actually, he got scolded by my older brother Gye-won for not using his abilities properly.

“I told you to use your ability. Don’t lay a hand on my sister.”

“Ah…! Sorry! I’ll correct it!”

…Gye-won, what kind of training did you give him to make him such a rookie?

Anyway, with Tak Minjae’s help, I floated in the air with the wind and grabbed the railing.

“Ugh, are my legs really this short?”

I struggled with my short legs but finally made it up.

Feeling proud, I looked at Gye-won and Tak Minjae, but both boys were staring elsewhere.

Tak Minjae’s cheeks were red, as if he was trying not to laugh.

“What’s going on?”

“No, no, nothing… I-I didn’t think it was cute!”

I shook my head and placed both hands on my waist.

Oh, now I have a better view!

My dad’s eyes widened as he looked at me.

I smiled triumphantly.

“If you drop me, you’re fired.”

And I jumped off the railing.

“Hey, hey! Heuk Biyu!”

“Ahh! Doctor!!”

‘Wow, it’s higher than I thought.’

From above, the shocked voices of Gye-won and Tak Minjae calling me faded.

It seemed like chaos had erupted.

Whoosh!

Thanks to the wind, I safely landed in my dad’s arms.

But as soon as I landed, the sharp scolding began.

“That was reckless.”

“I-I trusted the wind! Believe me!”

I retorted defiantly and turned my head toward the crowd gathered around my dad.

Some people greeted me at my sudden appearance, while others murmured among themselves.

‘Even with Jeok Yunha’s team controlling patients and onlookers, they couldn’t handle this.’

This means someone appeared who couldn’t be managed at their level.

But what puzzled me was why Dad was tolerating this nonsense.

“The shouting was loud. Why didn’t you just blow them away?”

I tilted my head.

Up close, they were just troublemakers. I wondered why my dad left them alone, unlike previous troublemakers.

“I was thinking it over. They’re the patients who came yesterday.”

“Huh?”

Looking closer, I recognized the face of the person shouting—it was the patient from yesterday.

The child they brought had a high fever, right?

“Don’t hit the patients,” Dad said.

All the fake patients up to now had never been treated seriously by me, and were often chased away by Dad.

Occasionally, when a real patient got annoyed or fussy, Dad would step in if I asked.

‘It’s fine. Patients being sensitive is normal.’

I just asked Dad not to punish them for being a bit difficult.

So it seemed Dad was torn. Unlike before, these were real patients.

I was briefly impressed that Dad kept his promise. Then I checked the patient causing the fuss.

Of course, it was nothing serious to me.

‘It’s about time. A fake patient.’

There had been a few dissatisfied patients over the past week, but their number was low.

It’s related to my ability: my medicine usually works immediately upon ingestion.

Plus, minor injuries heal right where the patient is sitting.

The atmosphere among patients inside the building and those waiting outside naturally became: “I was treated fine, why weren’t you?” or “Isn’t that your problem?”

So most complaints had already been resolved.

‘Since manipulation didn’t work, they tried to take another patient hostage and cause trouble.’

Nothing about fake medicine or bad herbs would work in front of me.

Jeok Yunha sourced herbs under his own name, after all.

Even so, the troublemaking patients sent by Kanin were always picked out by the hidden uncle and elder uncle as if by a ghost.

‘Or I found hidden illnesses and cured them.’

I still remember the shocked face of a brat when I cured his constipation.

So it wasn’t surprising now.

It was just their final desperate act.

“A diagnosis by a baby with a bottle or sippy cup can’t be correct!”

The man from yesterday yelled at me, pointing aggressively.

The child he brought was nowhere to be seen.

“So you’re the baby doctor everyone’s talking about?”

The scholarly-looking man, who had been quiet until now, spoke.

“So it seems.”

He wore wooden glasses and exaggeratedly praised me.

“I am Su Jaeheon, an apothecary living in this market.”

“I’m Heuk Biyu.”

“…Surname Heuk, huh, that fits.”

The man introduced as an apothecary pointed to the clinic sign. In one hand, he held a familiar medicine—the one I had made for yesterday’s patient.

“The medicine you made had a fatal flaw. Did the young one enjoy deceiving people until now?”

His calm voice commanded attention.

I couldn’t help but admire him lightly.

‘This time, he brought a real contender.’

By now, Kanin must be a complete mess.

Or maybe these are the ones he hired before?

I heard my dad’s voice softly in my ear.

“Seems like we could’ve just taken care of them, no problem. Let’s start now. How far should we go?”

“No, Appa. Let’s hear them out.”

I thought to myself—this was going to be quite an entertaining scene.

I cleared my throat and buried my face in my dad’s chest.

“Appa…”

Then I pretended to be scared and clung to his sleeve.

“Huff…”

Creating an anxious gaze was a piece of cake.

“I’m scared…”

Dad raised his eyebrows as he looked at me.

Excuse me? My daughter says she’s scared, and your face says, “What are you scheming?” Really, Dad?

Tsk! I clicked my tongue inwardly while observing their reactions.

‘Look at this.’

I had clearly revealed my name and surname. And Dad’s jet-black hair was likely a symbol of the Heuk family.

‘Even knowing Dad’s identity, they’re ignoring it?’