Episode 10. Acupuncture (1)
When the two men looked at each other with cold eyes, Confucian scholar, who was about to say something, stopped and hurriedly ran away from the pavilion.
“Do you think I will just stand by and be insulted like this? Let’s see.”
“Look now to see. Don’t run away like a dog with its tail on fire.”
Despite the provocation of the man with the shaggy beard, Confucian scholar completely disappeared from the room.
“They are flocking here because they saw something. Everyone go and see your work.”
As the bearded man shouted at the people around him as if taking his anger out, the onlookers hurriedly scattered.
The fireman dispersed, but rather approached the pavilion.
“Dongcheol-ah, are you okay?”
“It’s okay. I haven’t been hit with a knife once or twice, and this much is not a big deal.”
The man named Dong-cheol raised his bloody hands and pretended to be okay, but in the painter’s eyes, too much blood was flowing for a cut on his cheek.
I think you may have injured a blood vessel?
“Hey, even if I take a look…”
The painter started talking, and the bearded man turned his head and frowned.
“What are you?”
“I am a member of the council.”
“lawmaker? Oh senator! Why are you stepping out like this, Congressman Nari? It looks like you’re a medical doctor who came for a drink, but go over there and have a drink.”
The man looked over the fireman all the way, noticed a young one, and put on a disapproving expression.
“There is quite a bit of blood flowing, but I need to stop the bleeding first…”
Serung.
The fireman was speechless.
Suddenly, a man with a shaggy beard drew a knife and pointed it at him.
“When I see someone wearing a Confucian costume with a knife, I get very angry. So just go. We’ll find the doctor’s room on our own.”
“I see.”
The fireman hesitated at the man’s spirit and stepped back.
The bearded man quickly disappeared with his companions.
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After a while, the jeomsoi started to clean up the messy pavilion. The fireman approached one of the jeomsoi and asked if he could buy baekju.
“You didn’t come to drink, you said you came to buy?”
“yes. I’m actually a doctor, but to clean a knife or a wound…”
When the painter explained the purpose of baekju, Jeom So-yi tilted his head and opened his mouth again.
“Is alcohol used for that purpose?”
“yes.”
“hmm-. But if you buy baekju here, it will be quite expensive.”
“Even though it’s expensive, I need it, so I have no choice but to buy it.”
“No, not that. I thought it would be better to go to the stock market.”
“Are you weeks?”
“Since we’re selling there anyway, wouldn’t it be better to live there?”
Jeomsoi seemed to like the painter quite a bit. He curled up his hands and whispered to the fireman.
“The stock price is four times cheaper than here.”
“Oh yeah? Then, tell me where the stock price is.”
“yes.”
The painter explained the location of the stock to Jeomsoi and went there.
The stock market was a little far from Gibang, so we had to walk about a corner to reach it.
When I sent a message to the servant, a woman who appeared to be in her early thirties came out.
“It’s ten cats.”
The painter, who was about to buy the alcohol with the highest alcohol content, asked again with his eyes wide open.
“Yeah ten?”
“It’s cheap if it’s ten. If you want to eat Hwasujeong in Gibang, you will have to pay 30 nyang.”
“Just give me the cheapest one.”
“yes.”
The painter bought 3 bottles of liquor called Jugwi and paid 9 nyang.
‘Even if the price of alcohol is expensive, I’ll have to ask for money from now on?’
The painter put three bottles of spirits in his bag and walked toward the house.
“Dongchul-ah, wake up.”
“Keuuuuuu tongue brother. I’m not going to die, right?”
“Why die? Damn, I applied the golden spear, but why didn’t the blood stop?”
“When did you send someone, when the hell is the lawmaker coming?”
The fireman, passing by the Bonga hospital, stopped when he heard a familiar voice.
The room was surrounded by a fence that was only shoulder-high, so it was easy to see what was inside.
The three men I saw in the kibang were looking for a doctor on the daecheongmaru side of the uibang, but for some reason, the doctor was nowhere to be seen.
The fireman saw the signboard above the door that read “Uribang,” and walked past it.
‘They’ve already rejected me once, so there’s no need to intervene. What’s more, it’s not in the doctor’s room.’
The fireman tried to pass by, but the men who were eagerly waiting for the doctor to come in the hospital recognized the fireman and called.
“uh! that person hey. medical life.”
The fireman noticed that the man with the beard was calling him, but he pretended not to hear and tried to pass by.
Whirly Rick.
However, when a man with a thick beard jumped over the fence and blocked his way, he could not move any further.
“Why are you blocking my way?”
“You said earlier that you were a medical doctor or a doctor….”
“yes.”
“My sister said the bleeding didn’t stop, so please give me some treatment.”
“Didn’t you just say that you would take care of yourself?”
“That’s true, but Congressman Bong went on a visit to Gadeok Village, so it doesn’t seem like he’ll be back soon.”
Gadeok Village is a nearby village that does not take half an hour to walk, but considering that they sent someone to send a message, it will take a while for the lawmaker to return.
“I am not a chicken instead of a pheasant. And you can’t carelessly treat someone else’s room.”
As the fireman stepped out of his way and walked away, Jang-han, with a thick beard, pondered for a moment, then stood in front of the fireman again.
“I’ll take my little brother out of the doctor’s room, so give him some treatment.”
“I don’t like it.”
dump.
When the fireman stepped out of the way again and started to walk, the bearded man suddenly knelt down.
“I’m sorry for being rude earlier. Please heal my little brother.”
“Didn’t you say you’re angry with a Confucian scholar wearing a sword? And I wouldn’t be so trustworthy as a child.”
“That’s true, but… but since you said it yourself as a member of the council, isn’t it better than us who are ignorant? Please save my brother.”
As the man bowed his head, the painter could no longer be ruthless.
“Whoa-. Thinking of the treatment I received earlier, I don’t want to treat you, but since you’ve come this far, I’ll try to treat you. But too much time has passed, so I can’t be sure.”
Closer and closer…..
At that time, the sound of horses’ hooves was heard from afar, and soon it was rapidly approaching.
By the time the painter had followed the bearded man into the doctor’s room, the sound of horses’ hooves had stopped in front of the doctor’s room.
“Mr. Bong. The Senator has finally arrived.”
“I hear there is a patient whose life is in danger?”
A man in his mid-40s jumped off the horse and soon entered the doctor’s room.
When the doctor came in, the painter did not hesitate to treat and watched. The man with the shaggy beard didn’t pay attention to the fireman anymore.
Congressman Bong approached the man who cut his cheek with quick steps, removed the cloth that was blocking the blood, and examined the wound.
When the cloth was removed, blood flowed out.
“It looks like the thickest vein on the face has been cut… First of all, the bleeding must be stopped…”
The fireman’s eyes sparkled at the sound of the bleeding being stopped.
The most difficult thing to do during surgery is blood blocking the view. In modern times, nurses remove blood through an inhaler, but that’s not possible here.
Congressman Bong took out a stinger from his bosom.
‘uh? You’re not trying to stop the bleeding with saliva, are you?’
The fireman put on a slightly puzzled expression.
It’s not that I don’t believe in acupuncture, but I’ve never heard of acupuncture stopping bleeding.
‘huh! What is it, how does the needle go that way when the needle is thick? Acupuncture needles do not have eyelets, so can they be made thinner?’
While the painter briefly wondered at the thickness of the needle, Congressman Bong gave the needle.
Puffpuff…..
As Congressman Bong inserted a needle into the patient’s neck, the fireman’s eyes widened again.
A few seconds after the needle, the amount of flowing blood was noticeably decreasing.
‘Was acupuncture so great that it could stop bleeding with acupuncture?’
Looking at the place where the needle was inserted, I vaguely guessed what principle was working.
Although I did not know acupuncture, I had studied neuroanatomy, so I knew how intricately stretched and twisted the nerve bundles in the human body were.
The places where the doctor pierced and stimulated were some of the places where such bundles of nerves were gathered.
When the nerves that move the muscles are stimulated, the muscles expand and swell.
‘Oh~. If you stimulate that nerve, the muscle will swell and compress the blood vessels. I stimulated the nerves one after another, forcing the muscles around the blood vessels to swell.’
Bong’s acupuncture was much more scientific than Hwabu’s own acupuncture.
The painter carefully watched how much Congressman Bong was doing.
After completing the acupuncture, Congressman Bong carefully wiped the patient’s cheek with a damp cloth and soon applied an ointment called Geumchangyak.
Then he started wrapping it with a bandage.
‘uh? what. is that the end? Is it the end if I just apply the medicine and wrap it with a bandage like that?’
The fireman’s head tilted involuntarily.
The cuts were long and deep.
Even though the blood vessels were compressed with saliva, the saliva had to be extracted after all, and when the pressure was released, the bleeding would start again.
‘Are you sure you don’t want to spit out? Wouldn’t that damage the nerves? I don’t know much about acupuncture, so I can’t get a feel for it.’
Looking at the patient whose face and head were wrapped in bandages, the painter wanted to ask Congressman Bong many things, but he could get in the way right now, so he just watched.
After wrapping the bandages, Congressman Bong stood up and washed the blood on his hands.
“Are you done now, Member of Parliament?”
The man with the shaggy beard groaned at the doctor, calling him “my name.”
Originally, Nari was a word that could only be attached to a government official.
“I did everything I could. I’m going to take the needle out after a while, but if the blood still bleeds like before, then I can’t do it any more.”
“yes! What does that mean? Are you saying that Dong-chul could die?”
“If it continues to bleed after the needle is removed, you will die, otherwise you will live.”
“How can you say such irresponsible things…”
“I am a member of the council. it’s not god If you didn’t want to die, you shouldn’t have been cut in the first place.”
“…..”
“Kerham-.”
“Didn’t Mr. Lee save me even when I was stabbed in the stomach? Isn’t the face a much less dangerous part than the belly?”
“You’re lucky that even though you were stabbed in the stomach, you didn’t have a large blood vessel cut, and that guy’s middle blood vessel was cut, and that blood vessel is a stem connected to a large blood vessel through which blood spurts up from the heart, so there is no bleeding. I can’t say for sure if it will stop.”
“Has the bleeding stopped now?”
“It’s because I put a needle in it.”
“Wouldn’t it be better to take a nap?”
“If you don’t spit it out and leave it like that, he’ll either go dumb or go blind.”
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