Episode 37. (3)
“I want to go with Bo.”
Lieutenant Hwang saw the misinformation and nodded.
“A horse can last long enough. Ride together.”
“yes. Boy, ride behind me.”
“Confucius, I’ve never ridden a horse before.”
When Obo hesitated, the fireman pulled him by the arm.
“You can just ride. I also rode for the first time a while ago and it wasn’t too difficult. You just need to hold on tight to my waist and not fall off.”
“It looks like it will fall.”
“You have to hold me tight so I don’t fall.”
“I still think it will fall.”
When Oh Bo showed a very unwillingness to ride the horse, Prince Hwang pointed to the seat in front of him.
“You get in front of me. Hold me so I don’t fall.”
“All right.”
Obo readily accepted the seat in front of Hwang’s front seat, probably because he thought it was not dangerous.
Hwang Gun-hu grabbed Oh Bo’s arm, lifted it up, and put it in front of him.
“Please hold me too.”
“yes.”
The fireman rode on the back of Prince Hwang and hugged him tightly.
‘Eh, I should learn horsemanship soon, but I don’t have much time.’
“Then we will depart.”
“yes.”
After a while, the horse started to run at a high speed despite carrying three people.
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“I told you to boil the water. Are you chilled?”
“Still chilling.”
“A decoction? not there yet?”
“It’s been boiling for a while.”
“You have to watch the fire carefully and keep fanning it.”
“yes.”
“Hey what are you doing now? Don’t you move quickly, don’t you know that the atmosphere is not good right now?”
“sorry.”
“…..”
The painter followed Gunhu Hwang into Jo’s household, and watching the busy servants running around, he could see that the situation in which Governor Jo’s older brother was currently in a very critical situation.
“Gongja-nim. Please wait here. I will report to the principal and come back.”
“yes.”
After guiding Hwangbu and Obo to the annex, they ran straight to the anchae. When Prince Hwang disappeared, the painter came out of the annex and looked over at the head of the house.
“Whoa- Compared to our house, it’s almost like a palace. There are several times as many servants…”
Since Chohyeon’s Hyeonryeong is Josung, the head of the household, I naturally thought that his prestige would be great. However, when I arrived, it was far beyond what I had imagined.
“Wow, the number of servants I can see right now will exceed 100. I can see why Lieutenant Jo looked down on our house.”
When I remembered that all the important positions in the prefectural government were held by Mr. Cho and Mr. Hahu, my taste buds were a little bitter.
Cao Teng, one of the ten officials of the imperial palace, adopted Xia Husong and changed his name to Cao Song.
Therefore, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the Jo clan and the Hahu clan belonged to one family in Chohyeon.
“Wow- Gongja-nim. Look at that.”
At that time, I made a fuss about what Obo had found.
“What?”
“There are fish bigger than my forearm swimming in the pond.”
“What’s the big deal about fish swimming around?”
Hey, I’ve seen a lot of big carp in modern times. However, from the point of view of Obo, it is the first time he has seen it since he was born. So I couldn’t help but be very surprised.
“Isn’t that great? You don’t have to go far to the river to fish when you want fish.”
“It’s not something you grow to eat.”
“So what?”
“It’s ornamental.”
“We grow them for ornamental purposes, and if we want to eat them, we catch them and eat them. It’s like raising chickens to get eggs, but killing and eating them when you want to eat them.”
“Because it is not. It’s just for ornamental purposes, released to look good.”
“Ah, it looks like they are being fed and raised, but how do you look at them?”
“Rich people, yes. It may be difficult for you to understand, but rich people invest more money in things that look good than things that are full.”
“why? Isn’t it best to be full?”
“The rich are always full, so they want to show off to others that they are full. That’s why I adorn myself and decorate my garden.”
“is that so? I don’t understand it, but looking at it here, it seems like that. But how does Confucius know that when he is not rich?”
“Yonseok, I’m also a nobleman in my own way.”
“is that so? So, Confucius’s house has a pond too, and you release and raise such a large fish?”
“No, I don’t have a garden or pond this big in my house.”
When the fireman cleared his throat slightly, Obo looked the fireman up and down and made a slightly pitiful expression.
“Are you a poor nobleman?”
“I’m a little poor now, but I’ll be rich soon.”
“I am poor now, but it is easy to say that I will become rich later. I can roughly understand what the circumstances of Confucius’s family are.”
“Can you guess our family situation through me?”
“Roughly. Now I understand why Confucius usually does not have a servant with him.”
The painter licked his lips while seeing Obo’s pitiful expression.
“Whoa~ If you can see that in your own eyes, then other people must be similar. He is very quick-witted.”
“You have to be quick to notice so you don’t starve to death.”
“Yes, you will not starve to death wherever you go.”
Ta-ta-tah-tak… Then I heard the sound of fast footsteps, and Lieutenant Jo and Prince Hwang appeared.
“stoker.”
“hello? Professor Joe.”
“I can’t say hello, so hurry up and follow me.”
When Lieutenant Jo gestured, the fireman walked quickly, and Oh Bo-do followed suit, carrying his luggage.
After walking about 5 minutes quickly from the annex, the anchae came out.
Hwabu and Ohbo were able to enter the main house without being stopped thanks to the fact that they followed Lieutenant Jo.
‘That person must be Professor Jo’s older brother.’
After entering the main house, the painter made a rough guess as he saw the patient lying on the bed surrounded by many people.
‘A patient like that can determine the condition immediately after fluoroscopy.
I drew a map of the human body in my head, spread it out in front of my eyes, and then reduced it to fit Jo Sung’s body.
And gave strength to the eyes.
throbbing.
Suddenly, the pain felt like being stabbed with a needle in my head.
‘Keugh it’s like this again. Did clairvoyance disappear after all?’
The painter shook his head slightly and erased the map of the human body drawn in front of him.
‘I’ll just have to judge based on what I know.’
The fireman judged the condition with pure medical knowledge this time.
‘The pupils don’t seem to be able to focus, and breathing seems difficult. Her pulse also seems weak… At this rate, I should say that her vitals have completely collapsed?’
There was a vial of penicillin concentrate in the bag, but I didn’t think I could save it by using it.
‘It’s too urgent.’
The fireman shook his head inwardly.
‘I was a bit reluctant because I hadn’t experimented with killing tetanus bacilli with penicillin concentrate, so maybe it was a good thing that I couldn’t use my hands.’
“mother.”
While the painter made the decision that he could not be saved, Inspector Jo called for his mother.
“Why?”
It was a woman who appeared to be in her mid-late 40s, but her eyes were swollen from how much she cried.
“I brought the councilor I mentioned earlier.”
“ah! You mean the doctor who brought dying soldiers back to life with strange medical techniques?”
“yes.”
“Where are you?”
Inspector Jo’s mother looked around even though she saw the fireman.
To her, the fireman seemed too young to be said to have saved a person’s life with strange medical techniques.
“The fireman here is the councilor I spoke of.”
“huh? This young man… Hehe, he’s a member of the council anyway?”
“yes.”
“I don’t think you even went through medical school yet?”
“I didn’t go through medical school, but Congressman Bong or Seok already acknowledged my skills, and I proved my skills by saving soldiers who had no choice but to die.”
Despite Professor Jo’s explanation, she did not let go of her unreliable expression.
“Oh, and the painter’s third.”
“A painter’s man?”
“yes.”
Only then did the woman look at the fireman with slightly different eyes, but the unreliability remained.
‘The painter is a fairly upright family, but it’s not a family with a reputation for medicine. Besides, if you haven’t taken a medical course, it’s a hobby level medicine, but I don’t know how lucky I was to treat a soldier, but I can’t entrust my son to him.’
Although the times are different, having qualifications certified by the prefectural office and not having them had no choice but to have a big impact on trust.
“It’s not that I don’t believe in the painter, but to entrust the treatment of the castle… It’s a bit like that.”
“mother. The fireman’s medical skills are truly excellent.”
In his own way, Lieutenant Jo sided with the fireman, but her heart was already heavily inclined to one side.
“It happened. It’s not that I don’t believe what you say, but right now, the best Chohyeon, Congressman Song, is treating you, so let’s wait a little longer.”
“I see.”
When Lieutenant Cho met Congressman Song’s eyes, he let out a short sigh and nodded as if he couldn’t help it.
Congressman Song also heard the conversation between the two, so he stopped treating and was looking at the fireman.
In his eyes, the young painter seemed insignificant, and after a slight frown, he ignored it and focused on treating the composition again.
“I’m there, but another member of the council… Hehe, to bring a young guy whose ink was not even dry on the family register. This is true!”
Congressman Song knew that the painter was a nobleman, but he did not go to engineering school and even ignored it.
After seeing the attitude of Congressman Song and Professor Jo’s mother, the painter came out of the main house with Oh Bo without saying anything.
In fact, the painter saw the opportunity and wanted to collect at least tetanus bacteria from Jo Sung’s body. However, in the situation a while ago, there was no such opportunity, let alone the atmosphere to speak out.
Even though the fire department and the misinformation went out, Inspector Jo did not come out and look.
Lieutenant Hwang hurriedly followed and put on a very apologetic expression.
“sorry. Mr. Hwa Gongja.”
“no. Well, to be honest, I haven’t passed medical school, and I’m young, so it’s hard to be trusted.”
“Are you going?”
“What should I do if I stay here longer?”
“I will see you.”
“no. I will just walk.”
“no. I’ll see you. It’s not polite to just send someone over when you’re busy.”
The painter looked at Gyowi Hwang for a moment and then nodded.
“Then give me a ride.”
“yes.”
Hwang Gun-hu took Hwangbu and Obo on horseback to the house of Sochon, a poor village.
“thank you.”
“I’m really sorry.”
“It’s not something that Hwang should apologize to me. Instead of apologizing.”
“…..”
“Then I’ll go.”
“Wait.”
The painter caught and stopped Hwang, who was about to turn around, and pondered for a moment.
“Huu- I don’t want to get involved in any way, but since I have the sincerity of driving you all this way, it would be better to tell Gunhu-nim.”
“…..”
Prince Hwang put on a slightly puzzled expression.
“Princess Hwang. Perhaps Congressman Song will not be able to save Lieutenant Jo’s brother.”
“yes? Congressman Song is the best in Chohyun.”
“It would be difficult even if I was the best in the midfield, not Chohyun.”
The painter wanted to say that acupuncture and moxibustion could never cure tetanus, but he didn’t want to say anything about it.
“Are you going to die?”
“Maybe even if I had surgery, I wouldn’t have been able to save him. It would not be an exaggeration to say that I have already set my feet on the threshold of the underworld.”
“Could you be a firefighter now!”
Hwang’s attitude changed.
“Are you saying that you were insulted by the mistress?”
The painter shrugged his shoulders at the sight of Prince Hwang.
“If you ask me if I don’t have any feelings of resentment, there isn’t any, but what am I going to do if I say something stupid in a situation like this?”
“Then why are you talking like that?”
“Whoa…”
The fireman let out a deep sigh.
“Do you believe me, Prince Hwang?”
“yes? What are you talking about… Ah yes. I believe in the skill of the painter.”
He returned to his polite face again.
“Then don’t be offended. In fact, this is also a sensitive area.”
“Yes, I will.”
“Looking at it from behind, Inspector Cho was limping slightly.”
“I got a wound from stepping on a sting in the last bandit subjugation battle, but I know it’s because it hasn’t healed yet.”
“I was treated by Congressman Bong that day. It has already been more than half a month since I received treatment.”
“If I just lay down without using my feet, I would get better quickly, but if I keep moving, I get better slowly.”
“That’s what Prince Hwang thought.”
Hwang’s face stiffened slightly at the fireman’s answer.
“Is there something else wrong?”
It was only then that Prince Hwang seemed to have noticed what the painter was trying to say. He spoke to the fireman over and over again with a slightly perplexed expression.
“At that time, Lieutenant Cho had a wound that went through the top of his foot. It was a deep wound, but not dangerous. If I had taken good care of it, the wound should have healed by now. That is, there should be pain, but not limping.”
“Listening to what you said, it seems that the wounds definitely last for a long time.”
“If you go back now, check Inspector Jo’s feet. If it is still festering, tetanus is in progress.”
“yes? Then, does the instructor have to cut off his feet too?”
“If left unattended, your foot will have to be amputated, and if more time passes, you may die like your brother.”
“Mrs. Joe is not dead yet.”
“Ah, it seems that Lieutenant Jo’s older brother was in the position of Sama in the past.”
“yes.”
“I’m sorry to keep telling you that I’m dead. Anyway, if you keep neglecting it, you will end up in the same state as Mrs. Joe.”
“That… no. There’s no way that’s just because your feet are festering.”
“Well, it’s your freedom to believe or not believe what I said, but please tell me at least this. If you don’t want to be like your brother, you’d better come to me as soon as possible. Also, please tell me not to pick me up from now on and to come directly if you want to be treated or if there is someone to be treated. As you can see, one wasted step made the day fly by.”
“I see. sorry again.”
“Goodbye, then.”
“yes.”
After parting ways with the painter, Prince Hwang rode a horse and headed toward the head of the house, contemplating whether or not to tell Lieutenant Jo what the painter had said.
‘I think the Lieutenant will be angry if I tell him exactly what Gongja Hwa said… but I should still tell him, right?’
In fact, Prince Hwang also worried that Lieutenant Jo was still limping.
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