Episode 72. Proud little brother (1)
The painter carefully checked the situation.
Should I get paid or not… It was to gauge. First of all, I thought I shouldn’t accept it as my brother’s master, but considering that I hadn’t taught him the Simbeop before, I wanted to accept it and it was a delicate feeling.
‘Do you want some money? The clothes look like high-quality silk… but they don’t look rich… Huh? But what is that sword?’
The painter looked at Vangal and was surprised to see the sword hanging from his waist.
The scabbard was wrapped in a black cloth, and a golden dragon was embossed in the slightly disheveled area.
Warriors like dragons, tigers and phoenixes, but dragons are not for everyone.
Of course, some crazy warriors or heads of great powers wear clothes with dragon patterns or engrave them on their weapons, but in normal cases, they hardly think about it.
What do you mean?
From the painter’s point of view, it is difficult to see Bangal as a crazy soldier or the head of a huge force.
‘I can’t stand it… is it a fish sword? ah it’s not No matter how silky you’re wearing, it’s a sword. He’s just a warrior who loves dragons.’
The painter said, thinking that his guess was excessive.
“It’s like pneumonia.”
Van Gal felt the fireman’s gaze briefly linger on his sword, but he didn’t mind.
“Is it also lung disease?”
“Did you know?”
“Before I was examined by Dr. Hwa, I was examined by some outstanding doctors.”
“You must know how dangerous Hee So-jeo is right now, since you’ve been examined.”
“How dangerous is it?”
Even though the painter was the younger brother of his disciple, Vangal did not treat him badly and was polite to some extent.
“The right pleural cavity is quite swollen. Fortunately, I stopped practicing qigong and the progress slowed down, but if left untreated, the mediastinum and heart would be pushed to one side and put under pressure.”
Vangal, who had been listening to the fireman’s words, tilted his head.
“What is the pleural cavity and what is the mediastinum?”
I understand the meaning, but it was unfamiliar to me as if I had heard it for the first time.
“The pleural cavity is a cavity surrounded by the visceral lobe of the pleura that surrounds the surface of the lungs and the parietal lobe of the pleura that covers the inner surface of the thorax, and contains a small amount of serous fluid. The mediastinum is the part between the left and right pleural cavities that surround the heart.”
The painter used his own breast as a model and explained as if he were drawing a picture, but not only was he half-naked, but the expression of the potted plant next to him and his half-hee were also blank.
Van Gal tried to ask another question, but closed his mouth.
If it did, it seemed that more incomprehensible words would come out.
“Kerham-! So, the right pleural cavity swells up and compresses the mediastinum and heart?”
“yes.”
“It would be dangerous if the heart was pressed.”
“It is quite dangerous.”
“Can you fix it?”
“I can fix it, but it will be difficult for me to practice qigong in the future.”
“Can you fix it?”
In an instant, Ban-Gal and Ban-Hee’s eyes widened.
In fact, I have already given up on my Qigong training. The problem wasn’t that, it was what most lawmakers said.
“sorry. The granddaughter… Whoa- It wouldn’t be strange if she passed away anytime soon… She’s in such a state.”
When you suddenly fall down, you die. I’ve already heard this over twenty times. Because of this, every day, Bangal’s chest was burning black like a lump of charcoal.
“Yes, I can fix it.”
The fireman nodded calmly.
Van Gal, unable to blink once, strode forward and grabbed the fireman’s hand with both hands.
“is it? Right. Hwa Congressman. please don’t do this Fix my granddaughter.”
“yes? yes.”
The painter was surprised to see Vangal approaching as if skipping space and holding his hand.
‘It’s incredibly fast!’
“But right now, treatment is not appropriate here. So, if possible, I would like to go to the Uibang.”
The painter looked around the manor for a moment and then shook his head.
If you want to do surgery, you can do it here, but it was much safer to do it in a doctor’s room that is sterilized and has many emergency medicines just in case.
“Then let’s go to the doctor’s room right away. Tell Buna Choya to bring the wagon.”
“Your master.”
As soon as the fireman received the order, he stuck his tongue out as he watched his brother run away like the wind.
‘Are you my brother? It’s too fast.’
It was like watching a new recruit in the army.
“If I knew I could fix it, I would go to Sochon right away… I was told to come to the house for no reason. I’m sorry I took up your valuable time.”
“Ah yes. Iknow, right. If he had brought Sojeo Hee, he would have been treated a little faster.”
“Since so many doctors have already said they can’t treat me, whoa… I’m sorry, but I didn’t really expect much.”
“I didn’t expect it, but did you send your brother?”
“Boon said a little harshly… kuhum. So…”
“Ah! okay.”
Stumble.
Suddenly, Banhee grabbed his chest and sat down.
“Hey! Why?”
“Ha Grandpa, can’t breathe heh heh heh heh…”
Banhee couldn’t speak properly. The fireman hurriedly helped Banhee and laid him down on the main hall.
“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha…”
He had only moved a few steps, but in the meantime, Ban-hee’s breath became rough as if it were about to stop.
“Why is Hee like this?”
The painter hurriedly placed his ears on either side of her chest and listened.
‘I’m barely using my right lung. Has it developed into a tension pneumothorax?’
“It seems that the heart has been pushed beyond its limits. First of all, we need to take first aid, so please move Hee Soja into the room.”
“Okay.”
Bangal held up Banhee like a marble and went straight into the room.
“Boy, come along too.”
“yes.”
After entering the room, the fireman closed the door and hurriedly took a long needle from his bag and connected it to a bamboo syringe.
“Look. Get the spirits out.”
“Yes, Senator.”
When Obo came to his side and handed over the vial of distilled spirits, the painter sterilized the long saliva.
“I need to take off my top clothes.”
The painter first asked Vangal’s permission before undressing Banhee.
“Assume that I am not there and treat me quickly.”
“then.”
When the painter took off Banhee’s coat, the bandaged chest was exposed.
For a moment, the painter looked at Bangal with an absurd expression.
“Why did you wrap the chest of a person who can’t even breathe so tightly?”
“huh? I know. Why are you so wrapped up? I don’t know either.”
Vangal remembered why her granddaughter had wrapped her breasts, but deliberately pretended not to know.
In fact, having a large chest causes a lot of inconvenience in practicing martial arts. That’s why it’s wrapped up like that.
Although he is not practicing martial arts these days due to severe chest pain, his old habits remain.
“Boy scissors.”
“yes.”
When Oh Bo handed over the scissors, the painter did not hesitate to cut off the bandages covering Ban Hee’s chest.
Aww. rocking.
In an instant, her large, voluptuous breasts that were not suitable for her age were revealed.
Obo was startled and swallowed even the empty wind, but the painter tried to remain calm.
‘It’s a skinny body, but it’s such a big chest. I wrapped my breasts tightly with bandages and practiced Naegigong, so I got a pneumothorax. Tsk.’
The painter could immediately guess the cause of the pneumothorax.
“Look.”
“yes yes. Senator.”
“You may see a patient like this later, so pay attention to where and how I poke you.”
“yes.”
After the fireman’s words, Ohbo’s eyes, which were very embarrassed, quickly changed to serious.
Recently, the painter was teaching him medical skills, and Obo was accepting the teachings like a sponge absorbing water.
“You have to go straight down here from the collarbone and stab it vertically here between the second and third ribs.”
“Wait a minute!”
The painter was about to stab Banhee in the chest with a needle, but Bangal grabbed the painter’s hand.
“Why is that?”
“Are you really trying to pierce your chest with a needle this long?”
“yes. I’m trying to get the wind out of the pleural cavity.”
“Isn’t the stomach dangerous?”
“My granddaughter’s heart can stop right now as the elderly hold my hand. Wouldn’t that be more dangerous?”
“Hup! oh okay I’m sorry.”
Vangal quickly let go of the fireman’s hand.
After frowning once, the painter stopped trying to say something more to Vangal. This is an era where modern medicine is unknown. Perhaps this reaction is natural.
Above all, treatment is more urgent now.
hooked
Obo’s eyes widened at the bold touch of the fireman, and Bangal swallowed dry saliva spontaneously.
“If you feel like piercing something at your fingertips while poking like this and you hear the sound of air escaping like now, you should stop poking. Can you hear the wind blowing?”
At the fireman’s words, Obo put his ear to the bamboo syringe and nodded.
“Yes, I hear you.”
“As the wind goes down, the pressure goes down. When you inhale, your lungs expand. Now the lungs can inflate, so it’s easier to breathe.”
“okay.”
“I was going to go to the doctor’s room to have surgery, but it became an emergency, so I have to do it here as I regret. Get ready.”
“yes.”
“Old man.”
“Yes.”
“I need to heat the iron, so please bring me some charcoal for the brazier.”
“Okay.”
Vangal called a servant to bring charcoal to the hearth.
“Ha-ha-ha…”
Meanwhile, Banhee, whose complexion had turned as pale as a sheet of paper, began to regain consciousness with a heavy breath.
“Ha Grandpa.”
“Hee-ya, are you in the spirit?”
“yes. Suddenly, I couldn’t breathe and the world became dark…”
“Is it a little easier to breathe now?”
When the fireman intervened and asked, Banhee looked at the fireman with disbelief.
“yes. What happened to me a moment ago?”
“I will tell you what happened later after treatment is over. Would you like some of this, since I have surgery first?”
The fireman handed out the distilled liquor mixed with the anesthetic and lifted his head slightly to make it easier for her to drink.
“ah! My… clothes…”
Ban-hee’s face instantly turned red.
It was only then that he realized that his top had been removed and his chest was exposed.
“I am a doctor and I am a patient. I did it after talking to my grandfather, so please don’t take it for granted.”
“Ah ah yes.”
As she drank the anesthetic and lay down, the painter held up a cloth to cover her breasts.
“After a good night’s sleep, the consumptive disease will be cured.”
“It’s so easy to breathe right now.”
“It will be more comfortable in the future.”
“Yes, my illness… Haaa~ I’m so dizzy, Grandpa, I’m sorry. I really didn’t want to disappoint my grandfather, but this is the only thing I can do…”
Ban-hee suddenly stopped looking at Ban-gal and shed tears as he looked into the void and lost consciousness.
“Why is hee-hee suddenly saying that?”
“There are times when you eat the original anesthetic.”
While she passed out, a servant brought a brazier to the charcoal fire, and Obo and the fireman put on masks and hoods and scrubs over their clothes.
“I think it would be good for you to go out for a while.”
The painter said politely, looking at Bangal, who was stretching his neck like a giraffe with a nervous expression.
“I’m sorry, but will you let me stay here? I don’t think I can wait outside.”
“Whoa-. I can’t…”
The painter tried to push Vangal away, but the look on his face made him realize that he couldn’t. Van Gal looked like he was going to burst into tears at any moment.
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