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Chapter 60
The Terminal Baby Doctor Doesn’t Hide Being a Genius
I didn’t hold back my words toward him. I was still angry.
“You’re treating the patient carelessly. You have no right to be a doctor.”
My words must have been decisive.
After that, Jeok Yoon-ha took care of everything efficiently.
Her group restrained Feiman and his disciples.
Even the patients who had been in cahoots regained their senses and confessed that they had fabricated their testimonies for money.
The last one, the pharmacist Su Jae-heon, struggled like Feiman but eventually admitted he had also been paid.
“We’re going to report this to the regulatory office.”
In this country, there’s an agency like Korea’s Ministry of Food and Drug Safety that oversees medicines and regulates licensed doctors and pharmacists.
There’s also a doctors’ association, founded by physicians themselves.
Both organizations hold considerable power in this country.
“I’m going to formally file a complaint with the doctors’ association as well, to get him expelled if possible.”
Well, expulsion probably won’t be easy.
‘He’s under the blessing of Sinion.’
Sinion would likely protect or eliminate Feiman to avoid any evidence linking him to them.
‘He shouldn’t die easily.’
I subtly let Jeok Yoon-ha in on this fact.
“Eh, you even know the things I didn’t tell you?”
“You can guess. You were the one who told me about the alliance between Canin and Sinion.”
Jeok Yoon-ha flapped in surprise for a moment and then…
“…Um, I keep feeling this way. Are you really three years old, doctor? You seem more mature than your father…”
“Huh?”
I glanced at my dad.
He hadn’t really done anything immature.
“Oh, you didn’t know? Normally, if anyone speaks a single bad word about you near you—”
“…What happens?”
“A sudden gust of wind blows them away. It’s a well-known story. Oh, and also! Didn’t you know? Previously, when you briefly looked elsewhere…”
Just as Jeok Yoon-ha was about to say more—
Whoosh!
A sharp wind blew from somewhere, whipping her hair around.
Her mouth immediately snapped shut.
“Ahem, ahem, what wind is this…”
She coughed hurriedly while sneaking a glance at my dad, who remained expressionless.
Jeok Yoon-ha reluctantly resumed speaking, though it was clearly not what she intended to say before.
“Ahem ahem… That’s not all. Sometimes, people who openly praise the doctor are suddenly pushed to the front row by a mysterious wind.”
Huh? That’s… unexpected.
‘Jumping the line?!’
No, more than that… She did that every time she was next to me?
‘I had no idea.’
I couldn’t quite believe it.
“Hey, what exactly are you doing? That kind of behavior will ruin your reputation…”
“It’ll get better. It maintains security and teaches people to mind their words.”
“Huh…? Really?”
“Yes. They only hear good things, and rumors reproduce positively, don’t they?”
Listening to her, I was a bit tempted. But still, it wasn’t really line-jumping!
“Don’t worry. I informed the people behind in advance as well.”
“…Not a threat, right? But why go to such lengths?”
Dad said confidently:
“Maintaining your reputation is a warrior’s duty.”
“…Don’t lie. Since when do warriors do that?”
If someone did that, they’d be a manager, not a warrior. In this world, it’d be a strategist or advisor.
When I pointed this out, Dad changed his words:
“It’s a special service.”
What nonsense.
Anyway, I decided to move on to what I wanted to say.
“About the two remaining patients Feiman’s disciples brought.”
“Ah! You’re going to treat them, doctor?”
I shook my head firmly.
“No, have another reputable doctor treat them, not me.”
“Eh, why?”
I still don’t have an official license.
Even if I wanted the official record, if I treated them myself, it wouldn’t be recorded.
So I advised Jeok Yoon-ha to document it.
“Have a respected doctor treat them, even if they aren’t connected to you.”
Fortunately, as long as the poison hasn’t been smelled, treatment isn’t difficult. Both patients likely have the same poison.
Soon, it will become clear whether this is Canin’s independent act or Sinion’s directive.
“Document the identical poison as official evidence.”
“Oh… I was thinking similarly, but your idea is better. How can someone so young be so meticulous? You must have experienced this often, haha.”
Jeok Yoon-ha clapped and fluttered away excitedly.
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
‘That joke hit right where it hurts.’
Damn, it hit the sore spot.
Now it’s break time. Nothing more to see, so I leaned against Dad’s chest, letting myself slump.
‘Let’s see how Sinion will act.’
Some arrogant fool like Feiman, relying on his reputation, won’t be my match.
If my memoirs are ever published, maybe I’ll record this as:
‘The story of a three-year-old arresting a mid-level doctor…’
I covered my mouth and giggled at the ridiculous thought.
“What’s so funny?”
“Huh?”
Dad bowed his head, and his long hair brushed against my cheek.
I shook my head softly.
“Of course I’m happy. We got back at him.”
“I didn’t think you’d find pleasure in such things.”
What are you talking about, Father? You still don’t know me.
“Why would I not enjoy it? Who doesn’t like seeing a bad guy fall? I love it, very much.”
I’ve held a lot of grudges my whole life.
“So, Father—”
I patted Dad’s chest gently.
“Thank you.”
“Suddenly?”
“Mm-hmm.”
Dad’s chest was solid, like it would never collapse.
Maybe I wanted this solid wall—to protect me.
I held Dad’s hand. It was so large that I could barely grasp his fingers.
“You kept your promise. You protected me.”
I could feel him flinch.
His eyes, previously flickering, quickly regained composure.
“…I said I would protect you, didn’t I? Did I seem unreliable?”
How should I answer?
I didn’t hesitate long. I decided to be honest.
“To be honest… yes.”
“….”
“You threatened me when we first met.”
Seeing Dad’s expression, I wondered if it held regret. Even if just briefly, I hoped it did.
Whether it did or not, it didn’t matter.
“And our promise wasn’t in writing, no contract, no seal, not even an oath of ability. It was verbal. It could break anytime.”
I hate betrayal. That’s why I didn’t record it.
Even in my fourth life, if Dad abandoned or betrayed me again, the shock would be greater.
After a brief pause, Dad spoke.
“Don’t you think about that?”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m your father, so naturally I should protect my daughter.”
“….”
I tilted my head innocently.
“Why should that be natural?”
I know.
There are parents like my great-uncle who care for their sick children devotedly.
But also…
“Some parents don’t love their children.”
“….”
“Some abandon their children the moment they’re born.”
People like you exist.
I didn’t intend to blame him.
I smiled faintly.
“It’s not Father’s fault. You lost your memory, so you didn’t know why you abandoned me. It’s not your fault you can’t remember.”
“….”
“It’s just the way it is. We made a promise. That’s all I think about.”
The calculation is clear.
As I was saying this, I paused.
Dad’s face was stern, almost angry.
At the same time, I could see multiple emotions he couldn’t express. It was a complex expression.
He pressed my cheek gently, not to hurt me, and my lips puffed out like a fish.
“Ugh! What an order…!”
“I don’t know the reason, but I was in a bad mood just now.”
Dad’s expression became pouty.
Pouty? Damn, what word did I just use for this father?
Goosebumps ran down my spine.
