Episode 194. Selfishness should not be mixed with treatment (1)
“Uncle Bae. brother! Why are your big brother’s legs like this?”
Sara greeted her two brothers brought by her uncle and was surprised to find the eldest brother’s thighs covered in blood.
“Let’s say goodbye later and go to your master. Where is your master?”
“Master went out last night and hasn’t come back yet.”
“what! Where did you go?”
“I don’t know that either.”
“Oh my… I thought I could fix it with him, so I ran without stopping…”
“I don’t have a teacher, but if I were Seon, I should be able to fix my brother’s leg.”
“Do you mean that pneumonitis can heal a wound that makes his legs dangling like this?”
“Right now, Sun is the only older sister, so I have no choice but to believe. If you are my sister, I will definitely fix it.”
Sara ran to call for Pyeonseon, who cut off the bandage on her eldest brother Sao’s thigh with scissors and examined the wound.
“How is your sister or sister-in-law? Can you cure it?”
“Such madness… To put a bandage on a bone-broken wound! Go to the operating room immediately.”
As swear words erupted powerfully from Pyeonseon’s fine mouth, Uncle Sadang widened his eyes in surprise.
‘She looks a few years older than her niece… I’m surprised.’
Sadang and old man Namhwa tried to help Sao into the operating room.
At that time, Pyeonseon became angry.
“Only Samae Ra comes in and the two of you go out. enemy lion. Please move that patient to the operating room.”
“yes.”
Old Man Namhwa opened his mouth to try rubbing it insinuatingly because there were no firemen or Janggoes.
“Look here, Sozer. we are family My family is receiving treatment, how could I not see it?”
Cheer.
At that moment, Pyeonseon glared at Sara and the old man Namhwa with fearful eyes.
“You mean the old man and Sara, who coveted Master’s medical skills, snooped on him, and even tried to spy on him secretly in the evening?”
Suddenly.
For a moment, Old Man Nanhua was visibly embarrassed.
“I am not my family, my students are my family.”
“Anyway, I can’t. This situation also seems to me to have happened because Sarah told what she had seen and heard so far. It’s not that he doesn’t have a conscience, but how can a person who wants to become a disciple do that?”
“What are you talking about? I haven’t heard anything from Sarah.”
“Well, there’s no way to check once you’ve caught it… I guess so. But no more. Sarah, don’t come in either. From now on, you will be banned from entering the operating room until Master’s permission is given.”
“Sister-in-law…”
“I don’t even want to hear the sound of sister-in-law. Now, to be honest, thinking about what you would have done makes me nauseous. But I will do my best to treat your brother.”
Pyeonseon took several people, including the enemy lion, and went into the operating room.
Sarah looked devastated as she disappeared.
Old Man Namhwa blushed and sighed, and Uncle Sadang let out a long sigh.
“It seems like you’ve already guessed that it’s going to be fiercely driven…!”
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Returning to Luoyang with Cao Cao’s soldiers, the painter heard from Pyeon Seon the relationship between Sarah, the old man Namhwa, and his uncle.
“First, let’s see Sarah’s brother.”
“yes. Master.”
Pyeon-seon thought the painter would say that he would kick Sarah out at any moment, but suddenly came to his senses when he heard the unexpected words.
He hurriedly took the painter to Sao, who was lying on one side of the tent.
The fireman looked at Sao’s thigh, which was wrapped in a bandage, even with a splint on.
Warak.
In the meantime, the fireman’s expression crumpled as if he had seen something.
“Seonah, let’s talk to me for a minute.”
As the fireman’s voice calmed down, Pyeonseon felt nervous without realizing it.
“yes! Ah yes.”
The painter opened his mouth after taking the pyeonseon to a place where no one was.
“Tell me what Sarah’s wound was like and how the operation was performed.”
Pyeonseon unknowingly swallowed dry saliva.
Until now, when the painter had told me about the surgical procedure in this way, it was either when the operation went very well or when there was something I didn’t like.
If it’s okay, most of them evaluate it as if it was good.
“Sarah’s older brother, Sao, had severe damage to the semitendinosus and semimembranosus muscles, a cut femoral vein, and a broken thigh bone. So, first of all…”
The painter, who had been quietly listening to Pyeonseon’s operation, frowned and opened his mouth.
“Looking at it earlier, the skin cuts didn’t fit exactly.”
“yes?”
“In addition, the sutures were rough. And for a wound of that size, the skin, subcutaneous tissue, and muscle must be stitched separately… Some stitches were stitched together.”
For an instant, a look of bewilderment appeared on Pyeonseon’s face.
They’re splinted and wrapped in bandages, so how can you tell if you haven’t opened them?
“Did you operate on his brother like that for Sarah?”
Pyeon-seon knew the ability of a fireman like a ghost, so he did not dare to pretend.
“Sorry. Master. I shouldn’t be selfish when dealing with patients… I’m so angry with Sara… I’m sorry.”
“I too was angry when I heard what Sarah had done. However, it is a big mistake to let the patient live with a limp for the rest of his life.”
“sorry.”
“I can’t fix it again… What are we going to do now?”
Pyeonseon couldn’t even raise his head at the harsh reprimand of the fireman and broke out in a cold sweat.
“I’m sorry.”
“Ha~. I can understand how you feel… but this should never happen again.”
“Your master.”
“I’m going to have a revision surgery, so get ready.”
“yes? Can you re-surgery on that condition?”
Didn’t you say you couldn’t edit it a while ago?
“It’s going to be hard to come out clean… but at least you shouldn’t let them live with a limp. Go ahead and get ready.”
“All right.”
As the ship hurriedly left, the painter let out a long sigh.
“I hate what you did, but you’re a patient.”
The painter did not explain to Sara the reason for the revision surgery.
He just said that the surgery on the side was a little insufficient, so he only said that he was reinforcing it, and he re-operated Sao’s thigh.
‘Hmm~. It’s strange. No matter how intense Seon’s emotions were, there’s no way he couldn’t control the amount of anesthetic…’
The painter tilted his head as he came out of the surgery.
It was too hard for Sao to drink the anesthetic for the second time.
In most of these cases, the anesthetic was overdosed or taken more than once.
‘Should I call Seon again and say something again… Let’s stop it. I’ve already heard something bitter about it…..’
The painter was a bit puzzled because he could understand Pyeonseon’s feelings to some extent, but he just let it go.
“I’m sorry, Master.”
At that moment, Sarah approached, her ear lobe red, and bowed her head toward the fireman.
“Well, since someone called your uncle’s teacher instigated you, what right did you have to refuse? I don’t care anymore, so stop going in and take care of my brother.”
“Huh…. Yes. Thank you for your forgiveness.”
Sara has been crying a lot lately and she cried often.
The fireman sighed briefly and patted her on the back, as he could understand her feeling that her body had collapsed.
Then, in the distance, Cao Cao was seen riding a horse with the generals.
The fireman hurried toward it.
“Brother Joe, your shoulders aren’t in good shape, so where are you going?”
“Since the heads of the alliance are gathered at the imperial palace, I am going to make a suggestion to play Dong Zhuo as soon as possible.”
“Will they listen to you?”
“The purpose of forming the alliance was to save the emperor who was being oppressed by Dong Zhuo, but if they didn’t listen… how would they live looking up to the sky in the future. You will listen to me.”
For some reason, Jojo seemed to be predicting how the feudal lords would come out.
Perhaps the reason why he went anyway was to shake off the remaining lingering lingering feelings.
The painter looked at Jojo with a slightly confused gaze and nodded.
“I’m not feeling well, so please be careful.”
“Yes, don’t go.”
When Jojo disappeared with the generals, the painter turned his head and saw the old man Namhwa between the patients and walked towards him.
“I have to say something.”
The painter intended to speak harshly so that old man Namhwa would not come near him anymore.
Old Man Namhwa was listening to the martial arts of Cao Hong being told by soldiers near Cao Hong.
“When General Jo Hong broke through the encirclement of Hyeongyang Army alone, it was like a telegraph descending from the sky.”
“Haha…. Stop praising these things. At that time, anyone other than me would have done the same.”
“There is no need to be humble, General. We saw with our own eyes that the General was breaking through that arduous road by himself.”
“sure. Until now, I thought General Ha Hou-don was the strongest… but General Cao Hong seems to be stronger.”
“He is good at making sounds that would make General Xiahoudon angry if he heard them. The reason why I was able to exert such strength at that time was…”
“Brother Hong.”
The painter, anticipating what Cao Hong said next, hurriedly interrupted and cut off his words.
“Yes. why?”
“Could you talk to me for a minute?”
The painter came to speak bitterly to old man Namhwa, but now it is more urgent to crack down on Johong’s mouth.
“okay. I get it.”
The fireman helped Cao Hong to go to an empty place and asked him not to say that he had gained such strength after taking the medicine Cao Cao had given him.
After hearing the fireman’s words, Jo Hong thought for a moment and then nodded.
“I get it. I will forever keep the fact that I ate the hwandan you made.”
“Yes please.”
‘what! You said you ate a pill and gained superhuman strength?’
The conversation between Hwabu and Johong was clearly a low voice that no one else could hear in a secluded place, but somehow old man Namhwa heard it.
‘How does that congressman know about my slander? Did he learn from Jangyang by any chance?’
Old Man Namhwa tilted his head, then shook it.
Come to think of it, the medicines the painter used to treat the patients were far superior to the medicine he made.
‘No, I didn’t learn from Jangyang… Then what is it? Could it be that they made a drug similar to mine? Huh~ I can’t believe there’s another geek like me in the world…..’
I automatically remembered the numerous experiments I had done in the past.
They kidnapped people, cut off their arms and legs, and tried feeding them a mixture of animal and plant poison.
Most of them had terrible results, but thanks to such experiments, we were able to create many medicines today.
shit.
A small smile appeared on the old man’s lips.
A drug that temporarily overcomes human limitations cannot be made without conducting clinical trials on a large number of people.
‘The slander that only you know about without even teaching your disciples… There’s a reason why only you want to know about it.’
What kind of experiment did he do and where is he hiding the slander?
Even if you are alone, you can get confused, so I recorded the mixing ratio of all medicines in a book, put one copy in my bag, and hid the other copy in a place accessible only to myself.
Obviously, it was thought that the fireman would do the same.
‘Looking at the atmosphere these days, it looks like Sarah might be excommunicated… I’ll have to steal it before that.’
Old man Namhwa knew where the fireman’s luggage was usually placed because he had been constantly checking the medical room.
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