Shuri and Elaina confronted the physician with worried faces, clearly shaken by the diagnosis of ‘amnesia’. Elaina asked the physician pitifully.
“What should we do now?”
Despite the situation, the physician smiled serenely.
It was hard to believe that this was the same person who had just been dangling at the mercy of the large Shuri’s fingertips. He looked peaceful, like a cleric who had received a divine call. He replied in a voice as calm as his expression.
“What can we do? We should go to the temple right away to offer prayers of gratitude. Regardless of her memory, the fact that Lady McKain has awakened is a miracle.”
“Excuse me?”
“What?”
Despite Shuri’s menacing look, the physician spoke with an almost holy face.
“It’s ironic for a physician like me to say this, but I thought Lady McKain needed an undertaker rather than a physician. I was powerless to help her.”
I agreed with his earlier assumption about McKain’s likely death… but now I understood why he ended up dangling in Shuri’s grip.
One must be cautious when dealing with patients and their families. It seemed outrageous to me that a physician would suggest needing an undertaker. Astonished, I looked at him in disbelief.
Shuri and Elaina seemed to share my sentiment, looking at the physician in disbelief.
Actually, Shuri’s look was more than disbelief; it was violent, as if he would have torn the man apart had I not been watching.
The physician seemed oblivious to Shuri’s threatening presence. If he got hit by those massive fists, he would need an undertaker himself.
Shuri McKain had his own renown. The only knight trusted by the current emperor, known as “the Emperor’s Guard Dog,” his loyalty was as well-known as his formidable combat skills.
Originally the eldest son of a nearly ruined McKain baronial family, he began to gain prominence in the capital after showing remarkable skills in a martial arts tournament for the royal knights.
The McKain family’s elevation from barons to earls alone was proof of his exceptional abilities.
His gentle murmuring of “Little Cherry….” to me seemed almost like a different person, but his intimidating presence was unmistakable.
The way the physician carelessly spoke in front of him was remarkable in its own right.
“So, you’re saying Claire’s memory might never return?”
Shuri asked through gritted teeth.
Intimidated by Shuri’s fierce expression, the physician slowly edged towards the door, still speaking with an excited voice.
“There’s no special treatment for memory loss; we can only hope her memory naturally returns. The outcome varies by patient – some regain memory over time, while others might never recover it.”
“Her memory might never return?”
“This is terrible…”
Shuri and Elaina’s expressions showed deep distress, but the physician continued to speak with a look of deranged elation.
“But whether Lady McKain has lost her memory or not, how big of a problem could that be? The important thing is she has woken up healthy, without a single injury. Does this even make sense? Did you not see? Her skull was almost crushed! And now she’s regained consciousness like this. Instead of unnecessary worries, you should be rushing to the temple to offer prayers of gratitude.”
He seemed as if he had just seen the face of God himself. Overflowing with piety, he hastily grabbed his bag, apparently ready to dash to the temple right away.
“Well then, I’ll be on my way. May the grace of God be with you…”
Leaving behind a religious farewell, he hurriedly left, and I muttered to myself as I watched his retreating figure.
“That physician… must be a very devout believer.”
“…”
“…”
Shuri and Elaina looked at me, unsure how to take in the situation.
I was just as baffled… How was I to accept the fact that I woke up as someone else?
‘The last thing I remember before the fire was getting lost in the palace. No, was it when the head of the servants visited the pharmacy?’
To explain all of this, I would have to start from how a mere commoner pharmacist like me came to meet the crown prince Ian and the head servant.
17 years ago, just about two months after my grandfather and I moved from a small port city in the Kingdom of Montferana to the capital of the Kalobanian Empire, it was a day when the rain fell like a waterfall, as if a hole had been punctured in the sky. The streets, dark since morning, were deserted.
“It’s such a day that no one will come to buy medicine. Shall we organize the herbs sensitive to moisture?” I was about to ask my grandfather.
As soon as I finished speaking, someone violently knocked on the door. Thinking it was an emergency, I quickly opened it, only to find an elderly man with a black umbrella, who spoke threateningly to my grandfather.
“Follow me quietly. I have a place to take you.”
My grandfather turned his bewildered face toward the source of the voice.
I stood in front of him and asked, “What’s the reason for suddenly trying to take my grandfather away?”
“It’s not a child’s business.”
At that time, I was only 10 years old. Though young, I used to get irritated whenever treated like a child.
“I’m not a child but an apprentice pharmacist and the owner of this place. So, tell me, why are you barging in here to take my grandfather away?”
“We have a patient. A very important person.”
At his words, I widened my eyes. Though I tried to appear fierce, as a small child, I probably didn’t look threatening at all.
“If it’s such an important person, shouldn’t you be looking for a physician, not a pharmacist?”
I was proud to say my grandfather was more skilled than any physician in the Kingdom of Montferana, where there wasn’t a strict distinction between pharmacists and physicians. However, in the Kalobanian Empire, only nobles could become physicians, and they were held in higher regard than pharmacists.
Nobles wouldn’t accept treatment from common pharmacists. They believed receiving care from noble-born physicians maintained their dignified reputation. Of course, some impoverished nobles did seek help from pharmacists, but they were the exception.
Therefore, his action of urgently seeking a foreign, blind pharmacist was highly suspicious.
“There are no physicians who can accurately diagnose the illness. I have heard that the pharmacist here has experience traveling to various countries. If you can cure his illness… no, the illness of that person, a great reward will be given.”
“Then, I’ll go too.”
“We don’t have time for this.”
Annoyed by my persistence, he pushed my shoulder, trying to move me aside.
I resisted, planting my feet firmly. Fear gripped me that I might never see my grandfather again if I let him go alone with this man.
“My grandfather is blind.”
“…I know.”
He responded a beat late.
Why would he insist on taking my grandfather, knowing he’s blind?
Although he hastily corrected himself to ‘that person’ from ‘His Highness’, he had definitely said ‘His Highness’ earlier. In the Kalobanian Empire, there weren’t many referred to as ‘His Highness’.
I wondered. Those physicians who failed to diagnose his illness… are they still alive?
“Then all the more reason for me to accompany you. If it’s not a blind old man but a pharmacist you need to treat him.”
Normally, my grandfather would have expressed disappointment at being referred to as a ‘blind old man’ and lectured me. But he remained silent, sensing the unusual nature of the situation.
I wasn’t sure what kind of emergency had befallen that high-ranking person, but a thought struck me. This matter had to be handled secretly, and they sought someone who could be trusted to keep, or made to keep, that secret.
A blind pharmacist. Moreover, a foreigner new to the country. Easy targets to deal with once the job was done, I suspected.
“When my grandfather treats patients, I am essential. I serve as his eyes. So, if you truly intend to treat that person, you must take me with you.”
The elderly man nodded, albeit reluctantly.
“Hmm… Can’t be helped. Agreed. Let’s get going.”
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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