Episode 61
Even though I couldn’t use one leg, I had another one.
This distance was enough.
Although his skills were clumsy, he was still sufficiently threatening since he had learned martial arts.
Zhou Wangbu’s warriors did not hesitate. I drew my sword for my lord.
The blade flies at his neck like the wind.
‘Great. There won’t be any pain.’
It was the death of the traitor Cheon Yu-rang, not her favorite sire.
Nothing cools down as easily as love.
He had grown up in Haomun for half his life.
He knew better than anyone else how people get cold towards other people.
Sigh!
The sound of a sword tearing flesh rang out. The bloody smell is terrible.
There was no pain. It was bizarre.
Cheon Yu-rang slowly opened his eyes.
There she was, in the corner of his eye.
“Cough!”
She spit out blood.
She was standing there, stabbed in the back by his sword and the sword of the guard samurai.
“Wang!”
It was the moment when Cheon Yu-rang’s world collapsed.
“Aren’t you hurt? “Your pretty hands are stained with blood…”
She burst into laughter as blood poured down her face.
Her body collapses.
The guard warrior who accidentally stabbed his lord while trying to protect him was so shocked that he did not know what to do. She said.
“Okay. I will not hold these two guilty. This is your will as King Zhou, and your Majesty will not ignore it. Everyone will be witnesses.”
“…What does that mean! Why did Wang Ya die! “I am the one who must die!”
“Shh, no. “How can a person who does not even know the heart of his companion be called a king?”
She reaches out and touches his cheek.
Red blood stains bloomed like plum blossoms.
Just like the winter plum blossoms she gave me back then.
“You are free. Lang Lang… I had a hard time holding back my haters. No one will be able to bind you now.”
With those words, she gradually lost consciousness.
“Ah, if only I had known sooner. If only I had known your heart sooner…”
What are you looking at?
She smiled with her eyes closed.
“It’s beautiful. “It’s truly beautiful… prettier than the winter plum blossoms…”
Cheon Yu-rang burst into tears.
He pulled out the object that had stabbed her and tried to point it at his own neck.
“You won’t be lonely. King. Together…”
At that moment, Jin Cheon-hee’s voice rang out.
“Press the wound quickly!”
At Jin Cheon-hee’s words, the sire unknowingly pressed Wang Ya’s wounds.
“more!”
“Gagging!”
A moan escaped Wangya’s mouth from the extreme pain.
The pain was so extreme that I screamed even though I was exhausted from blood loss.
Hemostasis is the way it is.
Jin Cheon-hee said.
“Emergency surgery is underway! Ah, Master!”
“hmm?”
“What were you doing! “Don’t do a blood test!”
“Oh, I was so shocked that I lost my mind.”
Zhugelin answered in a calm voice and then raised his heavy body.
It was a bad place to die.
This is Baekrin’s Pavilion.
* * *
‘He pulled out the crazy half pin with his own hands. It must have been a lot of pain, but did it turn? How on earth did you stab someone with this before?’
When I looked into where I had gotten the memorization, it turned out to be a half pin for external fixation.
Jin Cheon-hee was in tears as she realized that the world she had fallen into was neither a fantasy novel nor a raid story, but rather a martial arts novel.
‘Why is everyone throwing their lives away like stubble? It was cool when I read it as a novel, but my heart beats every time I read that righteousness, cooperation, silver, and won are worth a thousand gold more than life….’
From the surgeon’s perspective, this place was hell.
‘Let’s talk. These people… Don’t throw your life away, but have an honest heart-to-heart conversation… Peace is better for your health than the sword. ‘You martial arts people.’
I am so shocked.
There were only Jin Tianxi and Zhuge Lin in the room.
This was because Master had ordered the others to stay away for a while in case they saw Wangya’s jade body.
‘Why are you thinking of throwing your life away since you really paid back the silver with won? And why on earth did Wangya throw herself there? Even if it’s to protect someone you love, it’s okay. That’s why I took the pulse like this… Huh?’
Something was strange.
Jin Cheon-hee took the pulse again. Then, without realizing it, a thought came out of my mouth.
“uh? “Is it better than I thought?”
The wound looked serious on the outside, but when I examined it, the blood flow, internal organs, and arteries were all fine.
Is this a miracle caused by the half fin being so thin?
Jin Cheon-hee was embarrassed.
“Oh no. You shed a lot of blood. It must have been because of a wound on his back. “Let’s turn the patient to lie down.”
Master answered calmly.
“okay. Well then. “Would you mind lying down for a moment?”
“….”
At those words, Wang Ya, who had obviously fainted, slowly opened his eyes and turned over in a daze.
“Is it okay to do this?”
“thank you.”
“….”
Jin Cheonhee’s thoughts were interrupted for a moment.
I stretched out my hand like a machine and massaged my back, but it didn’t even go deep.
“What on earth happened…?”
King Zhou smiled naturally.
“I bit the inside of my mouth and a lot of blood came out. “How about treating that first?”
Only then did Jin Cheon-hee realize.
“Did you act?”
“Uh-huh! Acting! What can I do if I am such an expert? Even if I wanted to be right, I couldn’t! and! “For love, you have to resort to small tricks!”
This… was a scam.
The whole thing was a scam.
The King of Zhou is lying here after completely deceiving his subjects and his beloved sire.
Jin Tianxi looked at Master with eyes of disbelief.
“Master, the reason you stayed quiet and didn’t do a blood test when Wangya was coughing up blood… was it because you knew from the beginning?”
At those words, Master’s eyes softened.
“Heeya.”
“Yes, Master.”
“The name ‘faith’ can only be earned through countless battles. If you do that, won’t you naturally develop the insight to see through these tricks?”
‘okay. In the novel, it was clearly said that King Zhou was an expert in martial arts. Not just an expert, but a tax-saving expert. Still, due to the situation, I had no choice but to embrace him… uh…’
In short, I just stared at the Lord King’s deception without participating in it, and then the disciple said in a solemn voice that he was going to perform an emergency surgery, and I started to sing along. It was given to me.
“Why didn’t you tell me?!”
“Uh-huh! “Are you trying to make this body’s plan come to naught?”
No, that’s not it…
Jin Cheon-hee thought of a novel.
Wang Ya loved Chen Yurang very much.
So, when Cheon Yu-rang was on his deathbed from starvation, she built a hut next to his grave and every day, she soothed her worries with alcohol and recited poetry.
He was very… healthy until he encountered the Heavenly Demon.
She was a person who cared for her body like a diamond. And his mind was also very healthy in another sense.
The life of giving up everything, drinking, and reciting poetry alone was also very sad when viewed in a novel, but looking at this situation now, it was just…
‘I guess I was just retiring and living a life of luxury with nature as my friend.’
Of course her love is real.
Because I always missed you and there was no new love other than Cheon Yu-rang.
But her way of loving was so healthy and strong…
that it was hard to imagine the culprit.
Master said.
“You have great wit. “It must not have been easy for you to direct yourself in that situation.”
“Our Lang Lang, we really didn’t intend to stab him, so we had slow speed in mind, but the escort is a problem. Discipline is gone. “The speed at which he swings his sword is one year.”
…In Jin Tianxi’s view, it was almost a moment, so much so that the situation could be over with just a blink of an eye.
King Zhou said.
“Now then, will you give me proper treatment and bandage it? “It’s important that it looks like a very big wound.”
Jin Cheonhee sighed.
“I’m glad I didn’t actually throw myself.”
“Oh, I thought you would swallow your anger for being deceived.”
“Is there anything more important than a person being healthy? “I’m so glad.”
I did not dislike King Zhou’s trickery.
“….”
King Zhou looked into Jin Cheon-hee’s face.
“It’s been a long time since I liked Ahae this much.”
Then Master spoke softly.
“It’s not possible.”
“hmm? We haven’t even started talking yet. “I know what to say.”
“Hahaha no.”
It’s a soft but strong voice.
At those words, King Zhou whetted his appetite.
“Baekrin Uiseon is a perceptive ghost.”
He had the basic medical skills to save Lang Lang’s leg, and even though he was afraid of her, he had the courage to tell her everything he had to say.
In addition, even during this time, her upright attitude of thinking of the patient before her own feelings was very appealing to her.
Jin Cheon-hee was a highly desired talent.
‘If I could, I would kidnap him to Juwangbu…’
The problem is that his teacher is a ghost.
Before you can even say a word, cut it off from the roots.
It means I have no intention of ever giving it away.
‘The rumor that the Cloud Dragon Symbol Bureau coveted it was not a lie.’
Besides, this child is still young.
This meant that the possibilities for the future were endless.
‘I want to make him the guardian deity of King Zhou…’
King Zhou said.
“Did you say Jin Cheon-hee? “If money and fame came along, would you do it?”
Zhugelin clicked his tongue slightly.
It was an uncharacteristically rude act, but King Zhou was laying the groundwork to kidnap his disciple.
By Moorim’s standards, this was something that should never have been done.
Just by not getting in the way, I was able to endure a lot.
Jin Cheon-hee asked.
“Uh… money and fame?”
“okay. “You will be able to achieve great power.”
Jin Cheon-hee said after thinking.
“Can that job make me the best congressman in the world?”
“hmm?”
It was an unexpected answer. Jin Cheon-hee said.
“My dream is to become the best lawmaker in the world. “Only then can we cure Master’s illness.”
It was a very clear rejection.
‘I never thought I’d get dumped like this before I even got to the point…’
But somehow I like it even more.
In the imperial court, talent that could not be purchased with money and fame was rare. And the reason is because of my teacher.
She said.
“Hehehe, it’s a big deal. “I like it more and more.”
She said to Zhugelin.
“What blessings did Baekrin Uiseon receive in his past life to bring in such disciples?”
Zegalin said humbly.
“What a blessing. “I am still a poor disciple.”
It’s not persuasive because you’re speaking with a lot of weight on your shoulders.
“You’d rather brag. “Baeklin’s line.”
“no.”
“Oh, I’m so happy, I’m about to die, Baekrin-ui-seon. Anyway, it would be great if the Juwangbu council members did at least half of that child.”
“That’s too much praise.”
“My mouth is going to be torn apart.”
An aura of happiness and pride bloomed from Jegalin’s body.
Suddenly, Jin Cheonhee asked.
“Wang, I have a question. Can I ask you something?”
“Oh, of course. “What are you curious about?”
“Why on earth does Wangya love his sire so much? “No matter how much I avoided a critical spot, it doesn’t mean I didn’t get sick. And isn’t it true that I tricked Wangya?”
