Episode 106. Called Hwa-ta (1)
After Chu-deok woke up and his family thanked Hwa-bu for a few small things, the Hwa-bu was preparing to operate on Hwang-Wan.
“Master, Uncle Zhou is here.”
At the same time, Buna ran to announce the unexpected news.
“Jun Ok went to see his family… What’s wrong with your expression?”
“Uncle Zhou is covered in blood.”
“what? What does that mean? Uncle Zhou, where are you now?”
“It’s at the door. Because the samurai prevented Uncle Joo from entering.”
“No, they are covered in blood and you should already know that they are in my group. why?”
“I don’t even know why. That’s why I came to tell Master.”
The fireman hurriedly ran toward the gate of the Hwanggajang.
It took about 5 minutes to run from the main gate to the main gate because it was such a wide Hwanggajang.
Upon arriving at the gate, he saw Ok-ju standing leaning against the gate and several warriors surrounding him.
Among the warriors surrounding him, there was Jintak, who had become somewhat acquainted with Hwabu.
“Uncle Lord.”
“Mr. Hwabu.”
When the fireman appeared, the warriors stepped aside and allowed the two to meet.
“No, why are you so hurt?”
“Heuk heuk heuk…the whole family was murdered.”
Ok-ju seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, so she collapsed while leaning against the gate.
The painter hurriedly dipped a cotton cloth in distilled water, wiped off Okju’s blood, and examined the wounds.
“Murdered? to whom? Could it be that Taepyeongdo… was killed by them?”
“yes. I was killed by them.”
“Did you fight the Taiping Islands?”
“yes. I couldn’t stand it, so I broke into their branch and stabbed them with a knife.”
“You were so reckless.”
“I didn’t even want to live anyway.”
“No, why the hell did you think that… Then did you kill all the branches and come out?”
“I wanted to kill them all, but I couldn’t. While I was fighting with the thought of dying, I suddenly remembered Hwabu Congressman. I don’t know why I thought that at that time, but suddenly I thought that I should pay off the debt I owe to Hwabu and die. So I changed my mind and ran away.”
“Did they not come after you?”
“I repeatedly tried to kill those chasing me while running away, but at some point they stopped chasing me. Of course, after I entered the ecliptic, they couldn’t openly pursue me either.”
“It’s really good that he didn’t die and came back. There are many deep wounds, but fortunately the muscle veins were not damaged. You’ve lost a lot of blood, so you’ll need a break.”
The painter was able to guess Ok-ju’s skills by examining the wounds.
‘Maybe he’s more capable than his older brother.’
The painter tried to help Ok-ju and move her to his inn.
Then, Jin-tak nodded at his subordinates and prevented them from blocking the fire department.
The fireman suddenly became curious as the warriors stepped aside.
“Footnote.”
“Yes, Mr. Hwabu.”
“Didn’t you know that Uncle Zhu was in my company?”
“I knew.”
“Then why did you stop it?”
“It was too strong to live. No matter how injured I was, I had no choice but to stop it because I didn’t know what to do if I was in a strong state.”
“is it so? I don’t know…”
“When my disciple said he was going to pick up the congressman, I softened my life like a lie.”
“I see.”
The painter smiled bitterly at Ok-ju, who was slowly losing her mind while being supported by him, as if the tension had finally eased.
‘If I hadn’t hung up a suggestion, he would have died fighting in the Taepyeonggyo branch.’
* * *
“Hey… can I talk to you for a minute?”
When the painter was washing his hands after Ok-ju’s treatment, the pyeonseon approached. The fireman struck first and said.
“If you ask me to see Taewi Hwang Wan’s surgery, I will refuse.”
“I apologize for getting angry.”
“yes. I will apologize and forgive you.”
“…..”
Pyeonseon was taken aback when the painter accepted the apology so coolly.
“If you don’t have any business, go now.”
“This business still remains.”
“Please speak.”
“Please accept me as your disciple.”
“yes?”
For a moment, the painter made an absurd and absurd expression.
“Are you trying to become a disciple because you want to see Hwang Wan Taewi’s surgery?”
“There is that too… but I want to learn the medical techniques of Hwabu.”
The fireman couldn’t answer right away and looked into Pyeonseon’s eyes for a long time.
‘This is a very earnest look… What is it? It would be nice to have someone else to assist you in the surgery, but why are you reluctant? Since I learned medicine from Sung Soo-shin, I’m sure it will be of more help than Bona-ah… Is it because she’s so pretty that she feels this kind of rejection?’
The painter figured out the cause of his inner reluctance and even had a slightly more absurd thought.
The fireman is also a man with a lot of blood, so a pretty female disciple should be welcomed more, but he was reluctant.
‘Pretty women drive troublesome things… Is it because of that? No, it’s too lame to say it’s because of that. So what? Why are you so reluctant? Could it be because she is the daughter of Seongsu Shinui?’
If you don’t think of Seongsushinui as a rival, what is this mongni?
“I have no intention of accepting Sojeo as a disciple.”
The painter did not ignore the unknown reluctance and expressed it as it was.
hair stone.
Then, suddenly, Pyeonseon knelt down.
“I really, really, really, really want to learn the medical techniques of Hwabu. So please accept me as your disciple.”
“No, even to the point where you’d kneel down… stand up.”
When the painter tried to raise Pyeonseon, Pyeonseon quickly opened his mouth.
“If you accept me as your disciple, I will stand up.”
“Do you really want to become a disciple by going this far?”
The painter also understood Pyeonseon’s feelings on the one hand. If he had changed his position, he would have acted like this.
“Yes, if you want to do more, you can do it. Please teach me medicine.”
“Whoa~. all right. I will accept you as a disciple. Please stand up.”
“thank you. Master. Please accept me first.”
“No, this is the ground. The bow will be received later, so please wake up.”
The painter forcibly raised the pyeonseon that was about to bow.
“thank you. I will study hard in the future.”
“Yes you are. By the way, did you get permission from your father?”
“I have to take it now.”
“yes! I don’t think my father would… object.”
“yes. You will be very happy.”
“Anyway, go and listen to the definite answer.”
“yes.”
Pyeonseon ran like the wind, and soon after, it appeared with the polarization.
“Miss Hwabu! Are you really going to accept Seon as a disciple?”
“yes. Now, Pyeonseon Soja is my third disciple.”
“In my heart, I want to learn medicine from a hwabu doctor, but… isn’t it too rude to do that?”
“He’s the same age as my father… I guess so.”
“Anyway, good luck in the future.”
“yes.”
“By the way… how much is the tuition?”
“I do not charge tuition. Instead, they do a lot of things.”
“That’s right. If that’s the policy of Hwabu, you should follow it.”
When the polarization made a slightly worried expression, the painter realized why he felt repulsed by Pyeonseon.
Although Obo and Buna are disciples, they do almost all chores, such as laundry, cleaning, cooking, and washing dishes. However, just looking at the pyeonseon, there was a sign that it had grown precious.
It was clear that she, who had lived as a servant all her life that day, would refuse to do such a thing suddenly.
The painter had no intention of treating her differently from Onabo.
‘It would be better to draw a clear line. It’s better not to be accepted as a disciple in case there will be trouble later.’
The painter opened his mouth with a determined expression, looking at the polarization and the polarization.
“Obo and Buna always live with me, learn medicine, take care of patients, and, if necessary, brew decoctions or wash bandages soaked in blood. And while traveling, I sometimes cook rice and wash dishes. If Pyeonseon Sojeo also becomes my disciple, he must do all these things together. If you do not have the confidence to do so, give up being a disciple now.”
“Can’t we just leave the servants to do those things? Do disciples really need to do this?”
“I can’t afford to have a servant.”
“Can’t we just get the tuition and use the money to hire servants?”
“I can’t afford to pay the tuition for misinformation and bun-ah. That’s why I’m getting paid little by little. So, I have no intention of making a difference in the tuition fee for only the first class students.”
“From what I hear, the words of the Hwabu councilor seem a bit forced. In fact, you will get a lot of money just for treating Taewi, but with that money, you can hire enough servants.”
“The money received from Taewi should be used later to treat the poor for free.”
“No, a member of the fire department. The meaning of doing good is noble, but good intentions are given from the leisure of having good intentions, and there is no need to tighten the belt while giving.”
“I know that my good intentions look foolish in the eyes of others. But that is my will and conviction.”
The fireman’s eyes strongly expressed his intention that he had no intention of accepting the disciple while abandoning his will and belief.
Polarization sighed and looked at his daughter.
He said this with his eyes, but he was asking if he had the confidence to become a disciple.
Receiving his father’s gaze, Pyeonseon nodded.
Watching the exchange of eyes between the two, the fireman was slightly pricked with conscience, but pretended not to know.
In fact, the fireman treats the poor for free, but it was not grandiose enough to evoke will or conviction.
Some of it was used to raise the family, and some was saved for the future.
The reason why he didn’t bother to use servants was simply because Obo and Bun-ah did their job well on their own.
“Okay. I must have thought too worldly. Treat Seon the same as the other disciples.”
“Thank you for understanding me.”
The painter introduced Pyeon-seon, a new disciple, when Oh-bo and Bun-ah arrived after a while.
“Master, then will Pyeonseon Sojeo be our sister-in-law?”
“huh. I’m older than you guys, and I’ve learned a lot about medicine from Seong Soo-sin, but I’m still a mother to you guys. So treat her like a sister-in-law.”
“yes.”
Obo and Buna looked at Pyeonseon with slightly uncomfortable expressions.
Although Pyeonseondo was not too happy with the fireman’s ordering, he smiled awkwardly and bowed his head to Obo and Buna.
“I wish you well in the future. Misinformation, wrong death penalty.”
“Yes, I also wish you well in the future. Sister-in-law.”
* * *
Three days have passed.
Chu-deok started moving and started eating light rice porridge. Hwang Wan watched such a chudeok every day. And Hwang Wan finally made up his mind.
“Chief Hwa will do the surgery for me too.”
“All right.”
The painter carefully checked Hwang Wan and prepared the day the same as Chu Deok.
On the morning of the day Hwang Wan was scheduled to undergo surgery, Jin Tak and the other lords of the Three Great Armies guarded Gajujeon so strictly that not even an ant could enter, and an order was issued not to allow any visitors to enter the main gate.
Most of Huang Wan’s children were officials of the imperial palace, but none of them went to work that day and gathered around Gajujeon to pray for the successful completion of the operation.
gulp.
The painter came out of the inn and headed for the Gajujeon Hall, when he saw many family members of the Hwang family staring at him.
‘As expected, if I don’t perform the surgery today, I’m done.’
Quite a lot of people’s eyes were burdened, but the painter calmly controlled his mind.
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