Episode 188. Old Man Namhwa (1)
When did he leave the military camp? Old Man Namhwa was standing with two other old men of Taoism at a distance of about 5 li from Shishuguan Fortress.
The two old men, who seemed to be about the same age as the old man Namhwa, wore long swords and long swords at their waists, as if they had learned martial arts.
“Master, please leave such trivial tasks to us.”
They appear to be of similar age, but the old man with the sword called the old man Namhwa his teacher.
Old Man Nanhua opened his mouth slightly as if rebuking him.
“Was avenging Yang Yi an insignificant task in your eyes?”
“I am asking you to give us a chance to avenge the youngest priest.”
At the answer of the old man with the sword, the old man Namhwa thought for a moment and then nodded.
“Hmm~. Right. Yang was not only precious to me, but also precious to you. I get it. From now on, I will give you a chance to participate.”
“thank you. Master.”
“He would have lived well if he hadn’t been too greedy. His greed is always the problem. Greed.”
When old man Namhwa moved toward Jinryu-gun, two people followed.
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When Sun Jian’s army and Hwaung’s and Lee Suk’s armies started fighting at the guardhouse, a number of wounded people were brought in by wagons even with Hwabu’s temporary medical care.
While treating the injured, the painter tilted his head while treating a man.
“Master, why are you like this?”
Obo, who was next to him, asked, but the painter evaded it as if it was nothing.
“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it. I need to rest for a while.”
“yes.”
The fireman withdrew from the patients, took off his blood-soaked clothes, washed his hands and feet, and changed into new clothes. Then, he looked back at the soldier from before.
‘It’s as if I’ve poured out all my strength at once, from lethargy to depression to hallucinations. This is a typical symptom of an overdose of steroids…’
In the future, it is a drug that athletes secretly take to exert strength beyond their limit in competition.
Athletes know the aftereffects, so they take the right amount even if they secretly take it, but that soldier seemed to have taken a large amount at once by mixing a drug with a similar effect with a hallucinogenic drug.
The painter knew who other than himself was making and abusing that kind of drug in this era.
‘Are the roots of Taiping Island still remaining in the imperial palace? But even so, I don’t understand why they use so many medicines that only one soldier could end up in that condition.’
Common sense didn’t match the value for money. And it was surprising that there was only one patient with such symptoms.
‘When I wake up, I’ll find out what happened and what kind of medicine I took.’
The fireman ordered the misinformation to classify the soldier separately and manage it.
The name of the soldier who was classified separately by the painter was Jeongsam.
Jeongsam looked at the pale porridge lying in front of him with a blank expression.
Porridge, which in the past would have hurriedly eaten out of hunger, was now an annoyance even to pick up a spoon.
Of course, it wasn’t that I wasn’t hungry. I was so hungry I could hear a growl, but I didn’t want to pick up a spoon, chew food, or even breathe.
‘Did I become like this now because the effect of the medicine wore off?’
Jeong-sam was in a state of lethargy, but his head thought little by little.
Even though I knew that this kind of lethargy was not normal, somehow I didn’t want to find a breakthrough.
After a while, the man who had brought the porridge came in, saw that it was there, and left with a click of the tongue.
Jeong-sam looked at the disappearing porridge with blank eyes, but he did not regret it.
‘I wish I could die if I could take that pill… just one more time.’
The only thing he wanted to eat was the medicine Lee Sook gave him.
When Jeong-sam was suffering from a thirst for pills, a painter came in with a bamboo syringe and a vial.
Hwabu put an injection in Jeongsam’s arm and waited for a while.
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It seemed that only a few breaths had passed, but a light shone in Jeong-sam’s dazed eyes.
“Tsk, as expected… If you answer my questions without lies, I’ll let you go again.”
When the painter held up the gourd, Jeong-sam nodded frantically.
“Ask me anything. Even if it’s Dong Tak’s illness, I’ll tell you everything.”
“I’m not curious, but who gave you the medicine?”
“An old man came to our camp a few days ago, and after that old man met the generals…”
Jeongsam swallowed his mouthful at the gourd and started talking about everything he had seen.
The painter who came out after hearing Jeong-sam’s statement had a very complicated expression.
“An old man with a fresh appearance gave him medicine… Why on earth is that old man helping Dong Tak-kun?”
When Dongtak’s general took the medicine taken by a man named Jeongsam, he could immediately guess what a monstrous power he would gain.
Of course, if the effect of the medicine drops, you will die or become a lethargic patient, but until then, you will become a super-gossip that transcends human limits.
“Eh~. It’s not something I can meddle with… but it’s very embarrassing.”
The fireman had made a similar medicine for Jojo before. However, because the concentration was adjusted, he fell into lethargy for a while, but he did not become a cripple like that man.
Of course, the medicine was specially made for Jojo at that time, but he had no intention of making any more.
“An old man of fresh wind… is he the ghost of Zhangyang?”
* * *
Hwaung, who took the medicine given by the old man Nanhua, defeated Sun Jian and killed his assistant, and then led an army to the place where Yuan Shao’s alliance was located.
Surprised by Hwa-ung’s outrageous force, the princes of the allied forces of elemental forces did not dare to let their generals go.
When even Yuan Yuan, the leader of the clan, was unable to send his general to the opponent of Hwaung, suddenly Guan Yu stepped forward and said that he would deal with him, and in the end, he cut off Hwaung’s head in just a few seconds and returned.
When Hwaung died, Li Shu, horrified, hurriedly defeated the army, and Yuan Shao’s army began to attack after them.
“Tsk, the effect of the drug doesn’t last more than two days.”
Old Man Nanhua was looking down from a high mountain, and he seemed to have good eyesight, even though he was quite far away.
Old Man Namhwa, who was looking at the battlefield, turned his head to the back and looked at the crowd of people in white clothes.
“It seems to be a place where dispatched and requisitioned lawmakers are gathered.”
Old Man Namhwa didn’t even ask, but the old man with the sword guessed it and said.
“The members of the council… There was a time when I tried to save one person like that…”
Old Man Namhwa muttered to himself as if he was reminiscing about the distant past.
stop.
Then he turned his head and looked at the place where the doctors treated the patients.
“That’s strange… why would you care?”
Old Man Nanhua’s eyes narrowed for a moment. And I looked at the room for a while.
“No matter how much I look at it, there is nothing special…”
There was nothing special, but the fact that it kept bothering me meant that there was something that I was not aware of.
Old Man Nanhua turned his head to look at the battlefield for a moment, then started to descend the mountain.
“I’ll go and see what’s on my nerves.”
Old Man Namhwa came down the mountain in half an hour, even though it was a fairly high mountain, and reached the medical room.
Old man Namhwa, who had been watching from a distance without going straight to the medical room, finally realized what was bothering him.
The condition of the wounded in the wagon was too bad.
‘Don’t you usually give up when you get hurt like that? Why are you taking the dead and taking the time to save the living?’
Old man Namhwa approached the doctor’s room with a curious mind.
As the medical room approached, various sounds such as people’s screams, crying, shouting, and pleading hurt my ears, and the fishy smell of blood made my nose twitch.
‘It’s been a long time since I’ve thought of the past.’
daughter.
The old man touched the acupuncture needle on his waist once.
It’s been a long time since I haven’t used it now, but I still wear it around my waist probably because of my old habit.
“You guys don’t come in.”
Old man Namhwa went ahead and said, and the two old men who had been following stopped.
“Your master.”
When old man Namhwa entered the clinic, he saw several clinicians treating patients.
Among those patients, there were patients who had no hope even if they saw themselves.
Even though the old man came in, no one had the energy to care. That’s why everyone in the medical room is busy with the wounded.
The old man stood on one side of the doctor’s room and watched the doctors treating people.
There was once a time when he was so passionate about treating people, but now he doesn’t care if a dying person is by his side.
The old man unknowingly clicked his tongue as people got off the wagon and took the injured man, whose stomach had split open and spilled into his intestines, to a doctor.
‘Tsk tsk, the education of the tsk tsk’s was not done properly. You have to bring someone to save you. Why do you keep bringing dead bodies? And no matter how new a medical doctor he is, why the hell is he sticking needles into a dead body?’
If I had been myself before, I would have given a disobedience to that idiot.
‘Because it was a war, they made me salivate. Otherwise, he must be drinking decoction or decoction.
When the old man thought that the overall level of the uibang was low, that interest from before disappeared.
‘I just wasted my time. Just watch the fight or continue.’
The old man was about to leave the medical room.
At that moment, the tent across the street was removed and a patient was carried out on a stretcher.
I glanced over and saw that a bandage was wrapped around my thigh.
The old man clicked his tongue again inwardly. He only had a slight thigh injury and fixed it with a bandage and several layers of wood.
On the battlefield, a soldier can provide first aid on the spot without needing to find a doctor for that level of wound.
‘To think I’m losing my mind over a scar on my thigh… I’ll have to get out of there before I get even more irritated.’
At that time, the old man heard the sound of a man who appeared to be a colleague of the injured man, who was bandaging his thigh, carefully asking the doctor.
“Congressman, now only my younger brother can live, right?”
“Yes, fortunately, I was able to bring him back quickly and save him. And since the surgery went well, you should be able to walk a little bit over time.”
“Thank you. Congressman. The first time I saw Mani, whose legs were cut off, it seemed like the world was collapsing… I was grateful that he saved me, but he made me able to walk. You are the best name in the world. thank you thank you. The grace of the Congressman for the rest of my life is…”
Stopped.
The footsteps of the old man who was going out stopped abruptly.
‘A severed leg attached? What nonsense are you talking about?’
The old man was once a member of the legislature who was said to be faithful, so he knows that a leg that has been amputated cannot be reattached. In fact, when he was young, if he could do such a thing, it would be a dream for a lawmaker, so he had cut and pasted the limbs of many people.
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