Episode 32. I will live as a doctor (1)
“Aren’t you going with me?”
The painter shook his head at Bong’s recommendation.
The thought of going to the doctor’s office on the back of a horse without a saddle made my groin throb.
“Since I’ve been to the mountain, I’m going to pick up some herbs.”
“It is said that the bandits have been wiped out, but there are still remnants, so it must be dangerous.”
“Will the remnants still stay on this mountain? He probably got off his tail and ran away.”
“Well, at least not in this area. Then I have a lot of backlogs, so I’ll go first.”
“yes. I’ll see you tomorrow, no sooner than sand.”
“Okay.”
When Congressman Bong disappeared on horseback, the hwabu escaped from the camp and went up the mountain.
He said he was gathering herbs because he didn’t want to ride a horse, but thinking about it, it seemed like it would be nice to gather herbs as well.
The painter walked for a long time in the mountains and suddenly looked down at his bandaged thigh.
“Wait, why is the pain so weak?”
My muscles were still sore, but I didn’t feel much pain from the knife cuts.
I undid the bandage.
“huh? Can you get better like this?”
He was in a much better state of recovery than the fireman had thought. The wound had healed, and the stitches seemed to have been there for several days.
“I thought about it last time, but one resilience is a really amazing body.”
However, it was quite painful to walk after removing the bandage.
The fireman thought about the reason for a moment, then wrapped the bandage again and walked.
“I’ll look at the condition after a few days and if it’s okay, I’ll have to loosen the stitches.”
How long did you walk? As the mountain slope deepened, herbs began to stand out.
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When the fireman returned with several cuts on his clothes, the house was in an uproar.
The painter told the eldest brother and the second brother about what he had been through honestly without making any excuses.
“So it is like this.”
In fact, the fireman also realized many things through this incident.
He is ‘not’ a fireman. At the same time, he is also a ‘fireman’. It wouldn’t be bad to think that I would just live as a fireman, but I had no intention of becoming a ‘civil servant’ here.
And what I felt again was the realization that I was a doctor.
I feel the greatest joy when I heal others than when I do anything else. I once again felt the happiest when I heard their sincere words of thanks and those beautiful words.
In other words, Han Jin-soo decided to become a doctor while living as a painter.
The biggest wall for it is the big brother Hwabok.
The fireman intended to surpass it today.
Indeed, the two brothers could not close their gaping mouths for a while. For a while, the eldest brother Hwa-bok started to get angry like fire.
“No, why did you go all the way to Maseok Mountain to treat soldiers!”
“Brother, I want to become a member of the legislature. Wouldn’t it be natural for someone who wants to become a member of the council to find out where the injured are?”
The fireman answered calmly.
Was it because of his determined expression? Hwabok put on a slightly perplexed expression.
“no! So… that’s why you become a member of Congress. As a nobleman…”
“Brother. I don’t think Sadaebu is special, and I don’t want to live as my brother tells me to do. I will judge and decide my life from now on. As I said last time, where is the better life and where is the worse life? I am happiest when I help someone.”
“My family is a prestigious family with a long history that has produced scholars for generations. Are you saying you’re going to ruin the family’s honor?”
“I don’t think saving a person will harm the family.”
“You’re not listening to me at all! When the hell are you going to grow up?”
Flowerpot was sorry and angry that her younger brother was injured, but did not open her mouth to scold. Also, he did not have any objection to the idea of becoming a member of parliament.
That’s why I was just watching the fight between the two.
In particular, the flower pot was surprised to see the painter responding to his brother Hwa-bok’s words.
‘Huh true. I’m really grown up now.’
Rather, Hwabok was delighted to see him speak so well and thoughtfully.
But I couldn’t bear to say what I meant. Hwabok’s eyes had changed sharply, as if he had become a tiger.
“Actually, I am not saying that my older brother is wrong. Being a government official, assisting the king and making the people live well is of course a serious task, and it is also a task that will raise the name of the family.
“no! You’re dumbfounded. You did the same thing the other time, so you’re saying that again this time! How can ruling a country be the same as being a mere doctor!”
“The job has no ears and no fabric.”
The fireman sighed inwardly as he spoke.
In modern times, being a doctor is actually a professional job, and it is by no means a small job in terms of honor.
But this isn’t modern, so…
“When it comes to saving lives, isn’t it just about the cause?”
“under! Are you insulting our ancestors now?”
“no. It is to say that the great cause is not necessarily higher than the small will.”
“Heh heh… Yes, I know that you are not wrong. But heh heh heh! How can you be so frustrated? Yes, if you have this outstanding talent, you will be able to become a high official and our family will rise again…”
Hwabok beat her chest as if she was frustrated, and then looked at her younger brother’s potted plant next to her.
“Bun-a Won-hwa doesn’t listen to me at all. Please speak.”
The flower pot, which received the gaze of the big brother, was in conflict for a while, then sighed briefly and opened his mouth.
“Brother, I don’t think Wonhwa is going the wrong way. If he goes beyond Cho-hyeon and becomes a well-known name in the midfield, I think that will also be a way to raise the name of the family.”
“Are you also taking Won-hwa’s side right now?”
“I’m not taking sides, I’m just saying that my older brother is right, but Won-hwa isn’t wrong.”
“It’s getting frustrating. It’s regrettable that you didn’t dry it when you said you were preparing the radish.”
“…..”
As the older brother hit his chest again, the younger brother closed his mouth.
“I can’t agree with you becoming a member of the House of Representatives.”
widely.
The eldest brother got up from his seat before the fireman could even open his mouth.
When the eldest brother left, only the second brother and the painter remained. Anger just scratched his head. After a moment of awkwardness passed, the pot opened its mouth.
“Looking at the cut on the clothes, it doesn’t look like a deep cut. How is the wound?”
“It wasn’t a deep cut.”
The painter opened the cut collar to reveal a bandaged thigh.
There were no bloodstains because they disinfected and changed bandages in the slums.
“Did you come all the way from Maseok Mountain on horseback?”
“no. I walked.”
“If there is no blood after walking, it must have been a really shallow cut. Take off the bandage once.”
“It was a really shallow cut.”
“Release it anyway.”
Seeing his older brother’s worried face, the painter couldn’t keep refusing. When the bandages were removed, the stitches were exposed.
“uh! What is this?”
The pot made a puzzled expression as he looked at the stitched wound.
Shouldn’t the wounds from the knife be covered with bandages after applying gold poison? But what does this mean?
“I sewed it to heal quickly.”
“Hmm yes? It’s the first time I’ve seen it, but I’m sure it will heal quickly if it’s sewn like this.”
“Since it is sewn up, it will heal quickly without bleeding.”
“her! is it? Oh… that’s a strange thing. No matter how I sew it up, it looks like blood will come out through the cuts… By the way, who stitched it up like this?”
“I did.”
“huh? did you… what? yes you did it?”
The pot made an expression of disbelief at the painter’s words.
“yes.”
“Are you sure you sewed it? Didn’t another councilman sew it for you?”
“yes.”
“Aren’t you sick?”
“It hurt, but I endured it.”
“omg!”
The flower pot looked at the painter’s face as if really surprised, then looked at the wound again, and even touched it slightly before saying,
“You are a very toxic bastard. How can you sew your own flesh?”
The flower pot was startled.
In the meantime, the younger brother he knew was a weak student who only liked books. However, the current younger brother dared to fight against his older brother and even had a single mind to sew up his wounds with a needle.
It was like a different person.
“I was also in tears, but I endured it and stitched it up. Being sick for a while has a great therapeutic effect.”
“It is, but… it’s great anyway.”
Flowerpot studied his brother’s face for a while, then smiled and raised his thumb.
No matter how you look at it, your brother was right.
‘I must have only seen this guy too young. All grown up, all grown up.’
“Hyung, I’ve been through this twice, this time and the last time.”
“It did.”
“So I thought I should develop my sword skills to the point where I can protect myself anywhere.”
“You’re saying it for granted.”
“My brother thinks it’s natural. When these wounds heal, I will train harder than before.”
“Haha, I’ll teach you hard too.”
“But bro. Can you teach me the Qigong?”
In fact, the fireman had deliberately said it all at once to say this.
“I want to teach you too, but I’m sorry that Master didn’t allow it.”
“What would happen if I met and persuaded my older brother’s teacher?”
“Well, I don’t know if Master will meet you… but I’ll try to make a place for you by suggesting a hint.”
“Please, please.”
“I will try. Now change your clothes and say hello to your mother.”
“yes.”
After a while, the painter took a bath, changed his clothes, and went to greet his mother.
The eldest and second brothers made good excuses for the housekeeper not being able to say hello for two days.
The painter noticed the maid coming out of her mother’s room and asked.
“Is your mother awake?”
“yes. You ate a little while ago.”
The painter saw the tray in the maid’s hand, nodded slightly, and went into the room.
“Mom, I’m here.”
“Yeah, it’s wonhwa. What happened to Jeje?”
The older brothers seemed to be arguing that the fireman had not come in because he had gone to court.
“Ah- I heard there was a book from West Station, so I came to see it.”
“So what was it about?”
“It wasn’t anything special.”
“Still, it’s a book I read after going all the way to the enactment, so I have to tell my mother about the contents.”
The painter scratched his head slightly and thought for a moment about what to say before opening his mouth.
“It’s a book about astronomy, but they say the world is round. The sun rises and sets because the round world rotates, and the moon rises and sets because of that reason.”
“Ahhh, this is a very absurd book. I can’t believe that the world is round, but it’s even turning. If that’s really the case, how can I live with dizziness?”
“So. That’s why I replied that there was nothing wrong with my mother.”
“Although the books in the West are precious, not all of them have the right content.”
“It is.”
The painter smiled bitterly inwardly and moved closer to his mother.
“By the way, how is your mother these days?”
“I improved a lot after drinking water boiled with corn and water boiled with jara flowers, but it still doesn’t seem to be completely healed.”
“May I take a look?”
“So be it.”
Even though it was summer, the painter took off her mother’s outerwear, who was wearing thick clothes, and examined her abdomen.
‘Why can’t clairvoyance work these days?’
The painter first strained his eyes and concentrated his mind before pressing his finger on the mother’s abdomen.
The old clairvoyant, which was good when he treated the five organs in the slums, was not working these days when he was treating soldiers at Maseok Mountain.
‘If you think of the human body map first, reduce it to fit your mother’s body, and focus on your eyes, a hazy shadow should appear…’
No matter how much you concentrate, the hazy shadow does not appear.
I was reminded of the human body map for a long time for no reason, and only tears and headaches arose.
‘I don’t know why not. If I became a clairvoyant, I would be able to know my mother’s illness much more accurately than by palpation.’
The painter felt sorry for him on the inside, but he did not show a vote on the outside and continued to pat the stomach calmly with his fingers.
‘huh? Why do I feel something hard in my small intestine? Didn’t you feel it last time?’
“Keugh.”
“Are you sick here?”
“Yeah, it hurts a bit.”
“This one?”
“Ah! Why does that place hurt so much?”
It was momentary, but the painter’s complexion hardened.
‘Complications are coming after all!’
The gallbladder, also known as the gallbladder, is where the digestive juices are secreted.
The secretion of digestive juices was not smooth, so digestion was not possible, and the intestines were not properly peristaltic, so they were hardening.
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