Episode 9. lucky ticket? clairvoyance? (3)
Obo hurriedly continued.
“Instead, please reduce the cost of my father’s treatment.”
Aman closed his mouth and the fireman put on a slightly doubtful expression.
“Your father’s treatment was done without any thought of getting money anyway. But do you know how to catch mice?”
“You just need to set the trap in a path where mice often go.”
“okay. So let’s leave it up to you Instead, I won’t pay for your father’s treatment.”
The painter wasn’t going to accept it anyway, but I thought it wouldn’t be bad to get a mouse in return.
“yes. thank you.”
“But how long will it take to catch a mouse?”
“A lot of traps should be set for 20, but it will take a few days.”
“I get it. Then collect whatever you catch. I’ll be back for you in four days.”
“yes.”
“Ah, when your father wakes up, he will never let you walk, and if he has to walk, you will have to support him. And the swelling of the legs…”
While the painter was nursing his father and telling him what to watch out for, the five organs woke up.
“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…”
The ojang screamed as soon as he woke up.
“Oh Dad.”
“Are the five intestines okay?”
“My leg… what happened to it?”
As soon as he came to his senses, he checked his legs first.
There are some that hurt terribly, but I was afraid to see that the cloth was wrapped thicker than that.
“If my dad is careful for about a month, I can walk normally again.”
“What is it that I can walk around normally?”
Ojang’s eyes widened, and he turned his head to look at the fireman.
Some of the villagers, including Aman, had broken arms or legs.
All of them had one thing in common: they couldn’t use their limbs properly despite the passage of time.
“Can I really live a normal life?”
“yes. The bones seem to have been properly aligned and the flesh has been sewn up well, so the swelling will go down and if you continue disinfecting, you should be able to walk within a month.”
“Disinfection? What is it?”
“There could be inflammation or abscess in this part of the leg. To prevent abscesses, you need to clean it, but it is better to use disinfectant or poisoned wine rather than just water. First of all, I will bring disinfectant when I come to pick up the mice, so for now, cool the boiled water to lukewarm and wipe it twice in the morning and evening. I explained the details to my son.”
“Yes thank you. But the doctor’s treatment cost…”
“If my son catches the mouse, I’ll beat him.”
“A rat a rat?”
“I have some work to do with mice. I’ll come back in a few days and look at the wound and teach you how to disinfect it.”
“yes.”
* * *
“Is your mother okay?”
Hwabok looked at her mother walking around the well and across the yard, making an excited expression like a child holding a snack.
“The right side is still a little stiff, but you can walk around.”
“I only ate corn beard boiled water and jara flower boiled water, and it improved like this. That’s amazing.”
“That’s right. The won is better than the doctor’s prescription.”
“If it gets better like it is now, it will get better soon.”
“After walking a lot for the first time in a long time, I feel a little dizzy. I have to go in now.”
“yes.”
After taking her mother to the main house, Hwa-bok returned to her room.
‘Since my mother is getting better, I have a taste for studying too.’
Hwabok took out a scripture and read it with a pleasant smile.
“I heard that your mother robbed her bed and even went for a walk?”
Then the second pot arrived.
“Yes, as Won-hwa said, I made him drink water boiled with jara-hwa and corn beard, and within a few days he got better. Where are you from?”
“It’s been a while since I rode a horse.”
“Looks like Ho went to Mabangel. Are you preparing well?”
“Don’t worry. We are doing our best.”
“I don’t think your skills will go down, but you shouldn’t be conceited all the time.”
“yes. But where did the won go?”
“I went outside. They even asked for money because they said they had a lot to prepare, but they didn’t tell me what they were preparing.”
“These days, it seems like you’re only going outside without reading the scriptures and carrying a knife. Shall I give you some attention?”
“Leave it. When did Wonhwa go around doing nonsense like you? It’s a knife, I wear it for self-defense, so it’s nothing to worry about.”
“Is that right?”
“I still don’t know what will happen, so when Won Hwa comes in, teach me the basics of swordsmanship. You may have learned a little bit of martial arts in Xuzhou, but how can that be as good as what you learned from you preparing for martial arts?”
“Haha I see.”
Flowerpot smiled pleasantly as he came out of the conversation with his brother.
‘Since my mother showed improvement, my brother even told me to teach Won-hwa swordsmanship. How do you teach anyway? If I simply teach him, I’ll get tired of it soon… After all, isn’t it better to treat it a little rougher so that jealousy arises?’
The flower pot went to the backyard and started making a wooden sword while waiting for the painter to come.
* * *
“I must have made some needles.”
The painter moved to the smithy after seeing that the sun had not set even though he had been to the slums.
“welcome.”
A middle-aged woman was still doing business in the smithy, but when the fireman came in, he greeted with a slightly puzzled expression.
“hello.”
“yes. Do you have anything else to order?”
“no. I came to give you two coins on the way.”
“Ah yes. You can give it to me when you find the knife.”
“By the way, the knife I ordered is still far away, isn’t it?”
“yes.”
“Have you ever made a needle?”
“Your stitches don’t take long.”
“Can I see you?”
“yes.”
When the woman brought out a needle bent like a half moon, the painter slightly frowned.
“Looks like it’s thicker than what I ordered. Can’t you make it a little thinner?”
“Will it be thinner? This is also done with as many grindstones as possible.”
“I wish I could do a little more.”
“It takes time and effort to go further than this…”
The painter let out a short sigh as he watched the woman speak longer.
If you were a young fireman in the past, you might not understand what the other person was saying, but the current fireman immediately recognized the other person’s intentions.
‘You have to pay more…’
If I had known this, I would have visited a few more smithies. The painter regretted it a little, but it was already too late to turn around, so he opened his mouth with a bitter smile.
“Do you have a sharpening stone for sharpening needles?”
When the painter stopped talking and asked for a whetstone, Anak paused and nodded.
“yes.”
“Give me the whetstone. I’ll grind it up and use it.”
“Would you like to? Here you are.”
“how much is this?”
“It’s five pennies.”
“Here it is.”
The painter paid one nyang, took the money back, and took a needle and a whetstone and left the smithy.
‘It’s still far before the sun sets, so I’ll go to the creek and change my needles.’
It was a short distance from the smithy to the stream, less than half an angle on foot, so I was able to get there quickly.
The painter took out a needle and a whetstone and began sharpening.
“What’s the point of just changing this a little more?”
As he continued to wet the whetstone and rub the needle, the needle became thinner and thinner.
sting.
“Aww! Ugh blood. shit.”
Then, the needle pricked his fingertip.
The painter pressed his fingertips to make more blood come out, then put it in his mouth and sucked.
‘This is how you won’t get tetanus… Uh! tetanus! this shit All the patients I’ve stitched up so far have a chance of getting tetanus.’
I let out a sigh of relief again.
It was sewn with unsterilized needles, so there was a high chance of contracting tetanus.
Of course, being stitched up doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll get tetanus, but as a doctor, I thought that I had neglected the hygiene that I should have taken care of first before performing surgery.
“Today, I must find the strongest baekju.”
The painter sharpened the other needles on the whetstone, taking care not to get his fingers pricked by the needles wet.
sting.
“oh! shit.”
However, he had been stabbed five times with needles, and he could understand why the smithy was stingy about sharpening needles.
“Next time, I will have to ask you to change the needle even if you pay more.”
When I woke up with a needle and a whetstone, the surroundings were getting dark.
‘Now the gibang must have opened.’
* * *
Knock bang thump …..
The fireman, who was on his way to Giru, made a puzzled expression as he heard something breaking and people screaming.
The Giru he imagined was a place where you could hear the sounds of women’s laughter and the sound of musical instruments along with the brilliant lighting.
“What is going on?”
There is usually someone at the entrance of the giru to greet guests, but perhaps because of the turmoil inside, no one stopped or guided the cook when he entered the giru.
As I went further into Giru, I saw people gathered in the pavilion next to the small pond.
Tables were overturned in the pavilion, and wine bottles and snacks were strewn about.
“If this kind of XX bitch puts so much effort into it, it’s only natural that she’s XX once. Why are you saying you can’t XX when you sell alcohol and laugh?”
A man who looked like a Confucian scholar was shouting loudly, a gisaeng was lying down and crying on the other side, and three men who seemed to have been hired by Giru were holding back the Confucian student.
“I think the guest, Chowol, made a big mistake, but I will replace him with another child, so please stop fixing it.”
“Get out of the way, kids. I’m from another year…..”
“If the guests keep doing this…..”
Pair.
At that moment, the student’s hand slapped the bearded man’s face.
“The lowly thing of looking after the gibang is a discipline to anyone who dares. do you want to die?”
“…..”
Serung.
The man who was slapped silently drew the sword from his waist. no i was trying to pull it out.
snap.
Before I knew it, a colleague next to me was holding the arm of the half-drawn sword.
‘Be patient.’
Whoa-.
The man gritted his teeth and let go of the handle of the knife he was about to draw.
“Why are you trying to draw a knife right now? I’m going to lose this cloth…”
Spot.
In an instant, a sword came out of the Confucian’s waist.
Confucian scholar, without hesitation, swung his sword at the bearded man’s neck.
The bearded man reflexively leaned back to avoid the knife, and the knife grazed the cheek of the man who was drying next to him.
“Ah!”
The man whose cheek was cut by the knife screamed, and when the foot of the bearded man kicked Confucian scholar’s arm, Confucian scholar’s knife soared into the air and was lodged in the pavilion railing.
Sureureung.
A man with a shaggy beard took out a knife and put it to Confucian scholar’s neck.
“Do you really want to be this cub?”
“You, you bastard, dare to use a knife on me…”
In an instant, the bearded man’s knife cut the Confucian’s neck lightly.
Drizzling…..
As the blood flowed, Confucian scholar shuddered, unable to speak any more.
“Does it seem difficult for me to kill a bastard like you?”
Confucian student’s pants were wet, perhaps because of the shaggy man’s life.
“Brother Dong-cheol got a little cut, but he doesn’t seem to be seriously hurt, so stop it.”
Then another man next to him grabbed the bearded man’s arm.
“You’re not seriously hurt?”
“yes.”
While the two of them looked at their colleague’s face, Yusaeng felt the knife removed from his throat and quickly stepped back.
“You bastards…”
Horrible.
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