I Didn’t Hide It: A Terminally Ill Baby Doctor Is a Genius

I transmigrated into my friend’s favorite childcare novel.

As a tiny, terminally ill child who turns out to be a hidden powerhouse.

While repeatedly dying and regressing,

'Everyone, goodbye! I’m leaving this place!'

The ending was right around the corner... and yet I was left in this miserable world again!

So I made up my mind.

I’m not going to keep hiding my strength anymore!

And the first step is this:

'Dad, I’ll help you recover your memory. Help me!'

To live as a genius physician, I need the best warrior and the best talent to protect me.

I need my dad!

Pull yourself together, father!

* * *

I made a contract with my father in exchange for helping him recover his memory.

I helped the abused heroine too,

and even saved my little uncle.

I rescued my eldest uncle, who goes berserk whenever he gets bored, and my cousin as well.

'Ah, I said I’m going home!'

'Waaah, don’t go, sis!'

'Hey, my daughter’s crying. Then stay for now.'

'No, I’m going!'

Good grief, everyone is telling me not to go home this time.

I’m abandoning the physician and the family I built and leaving!

I’m leaving!

Can I really go back home?