Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 188

Episode 188: Jang

Mun-in fell forward.

The limbs wriggled, tendons sprouting and retracting repeatedly.

My heart started to stop.

“Jang Moon-in! A long writer!”

“No. “What should the shaman do now?”

A scream rings out.

Not only the elders but all the survivors who made up the shaman began to scream amidst the chaos.

At that time, a voice tore Abi Gyu-hwan apart.

“It is not yet at the stage of coining.”

Jin Cheon-hee sticks to Jang Moon-in and presses his blood. Then, they began to stabilize it by scraping off the last remaining five elements.

I don’t know if I can do it or not.

But if you don’t do it, people will die.

Qi and blood stop. But at the same time, my heart stopped.

As they took their last breath, everyone screamed again.

Jin Cheon-hee immediately climbed on top of Jang Moon-in and attempted CPR (cardiopulmonary resuscitation).

“Damn you, Simma, do it when I’m not around!”

The elders’ bodies stiffened. It is unknown what Jin Cheon-hee is doing.

Is it possible to save someone who has already died?

However, I felt like I knew that this act of regularly and strongly pressing my chest was helpful.

“Ugh! a little! “Get up!”

Jin Cheon-hee continued to press the pressure, even screaming.

How much did you press?

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!”

Jang Moon-in screamed and took his first breath.

It was a miracle.

* * *

A day later.

Representatives were dispatched from Bunta, the Baekrin Council.

Jin Cheon-hee instructed the members of the House of Representatives and the upper house of the House of Representatives on what to do.

Having experience in field combat was helpful in both a good and bad sense.

Removing the body and treating the injured.

It was also Jin Cheon-hee’s responsibility to distribute the necessary resources.

We distributed treatment to those who needed to be treated first and those who came next, and treated them in that order.

Emergency trauma here. In other words, from Kangho’s perspective, destruction was essential.

Hemostasis was given priority, and damaged organs were excised and sutured.

The bones were aligned and, if necessary, fixation using steel wire was performed.

The doctors who learned debridement helped Jin Cheon-hee and treated the patient.

The faster the treatment, the more likely it was that the patient’s limbs could be preserved.

Elderly Kwon Je was treated more easily than expected.

The poison that was inflicted was pushed away with pure internal energy, and although there were places where the skin was torn, there were no major breaks. However, the problem was the aging body.

Elder Gwon Je received medicine from Jin Cheon-hee and went into seclusion for a while.

I needed time to organize and store the martial arts knowledge I had learned during this battle.

Learning martial arts is similar to the process of sharpening a sword.

If you constantly hammer yourself but ultimately can’t endure it, you are just a well.

The old man again immersed himself in a harsh repetitive process that the criminal could not understand.

Master said he knew so quickly and came running right away, even though he didn’t even give me a separate message.

He seems to be worried about his student.

However, as the Yangtze River has recently become infested with water, it seemed like it would take quite a while to cut them down one by one.

Meanwhile, Jin Cheon-hee burned everything she had left and did her best to treat the urgently injured.

Jin Cheon-hee adjusted the patient’s bone fragments by hand.

Wood-duk –

Since the treatment was performed after taking the decoction and having the acupuncture point drawn, the patient’s pain would have been minimal.

“It will be very difficult once the anesthesia wears off. “It will be painful and you will need to rehabilitate once the bone heals, but Rep. Bunta will help you with that process.”

“I thought I was going to have to cut off my leg, but I didn’t know that he would save me.”

“Now all that’s left is patience and luck. “I did everything humanly possible.”

“Thank you….”

Doin expressed his deep gratitude to Jin Cheonhee.

Cheon-woo saw Jin Cheon-hee’s left hand twitch and strangely stop and move.

“brother…?”

It was covered with a sleeve so it couldn’t be seen by anyone, but it couldn’t fool Cheonwoo’s eyes.

“huh?”

When Jin Cheon-hee calmly asked back, Cheon-woo hurriedly placed his hand under Jin Cheon-hee’s left hand. I held on to the area that didn’t hurt.

Then he lowered his sleeve with his other hand.

There, a black and discolored wrist appeared.

The basting marks looked like bruises, making the sight even more disgusting.

“Don’t force yourself to move. brother.”

“are you okay. “I took action.”

“The color is strange! Even if I’m a fool, I know that sick people need to rest. Plus…” It

was strange.

After that happened, all the shamanists became sick and couldn’t leave their beds.

That’s what a fight for life is like.

A series of processes that involve burning everything to survive, defeating enemies, returning to the nest, and slowly recovering your body.

But Jin Cheon-hee had nothing like that.

“Did you sleep, brother?”

“are you okay.”

“When did you eat?”

“I ate it earlier.”

“The last time we fought, you took some kind of pill or something. Don’t you usually die after eating a pill like that? “Aren’t the side effects going to be severe?”

“It was more bearable than I thought.”

One of Cheonwoo’s eyes rolled back.

Looking at his complexion, he was pale and looked like he was about to collapse at any moment.

“No one will die without me anymore.”

“okay. “I think I did everything I had to do.”

As she said that and tried to pull her hand away, Cheonwoo did not let go of his hold on Jin Cheonhee.

“Brother, go and rest.”

“Cheonwoo.”

“Go and get some sleep. Is it because you’re worried? are you okay. “There are no emergency patients anymore.”

“….”

There was no answer.

Cheonwoo saw it at that moment.

Jin Cheon-hee’s body slowly falls backwards.

It felt like an empty snake shell was collapsing.

Cheonwoo was surprised and grabbed Jin Cheonhee.

“Hyung, tongue…?”

“….”

My pulse was barely beating and I was unconscious.

Cheonwoo was surprised and called other lawmakers. The council members rush out at Cheon-woo’s shout.

After Jin Cheon-hee treated all the urgent patients.

I lost my mind.

* * *

I had a dream of a battlefield.

There was a strong smell of gunpowder and burning flesh.

I felt like I had to do something, but I couldn’t do anything.

My body felt heavy, as if I was trapped in the deep sea.

People continued to arrive and supplies were scarce.

Manpower… Manpower had to be okay.

A scream rang out.

There was a shortage of anesthetics.

The child called his father. Interestingly enough, the words for mom and dad are somehow similar in every country.

‘I’ll save dad.’

Can you do it? There is no confidence.

But if you leave it as is, people will die.

The rebels opened the tent and came running.

In the meantime, Jin Cheon-hee thought of the regret that she only needed to treat one more person.

Why do people kill the same people?

Every year, humans kill hundreds of thousands or even tens of millions of fellow humans through war.

It was ironic. Humans kill more people than tigers or bears.

A single 2-centimeter bullet was enough to kill a person.

However, in order to save the person, more than six staff members, surgeons, and numerous resources that can be said to be the best of modern technology were needed.

I felt like I was going crazy.

When the rebels’ guns were pointed in this direction, they quickly wrapped their arms around the child.

Bang bang!

When I opened my eyes, blood was seeping out of my chest. And what was in his arms was his younger self wearing military uniform.

The medical tent had become a burning battleground for the Shaman faction, and the rebels had become the Geumcheon Army.

The sky was red.

I felt my body slowly falling to the floor.

Fortunately, the dream ended there.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the ceiling of the shaman sect.

“Ugh….”

The pain is as if every bone in my body is being broken by a hammer.

I quickly tried to block the pain using the Xuanyuan Shendan Shen Technique, but the pain continued.

Jin Cheon-hee tried to crouch down.

Suddenly my left arm felt heavy. It was Gibbs.

It is a reproduction of a modern cast, and the Bunta merchants tightly wrapped it.

“These aren’t shackles…”

The plaster was applied so thickly that it looks like a rock.

The pain came again and I rolled my body into a ball.

A groan escaped me for a long time.

The door swung open.

“As expected, it happened. brother.”

“Cheonuni.”

“Eat porridge.”

“….”

A sense of déjà vu comes over me.

I’ve experienced something similar to this in the past.

“I have no appetite.”

“I heard from the doctor that your stomach seemed to have been empty the whole time… Did you starve the whole time?”

“….”

“I also received medicine that works well for vase. brother. “I have to eat that to survive.”

Side effects of pills. And although the body without any healthy parts was a problem, the biggest problem was the fire disease.

War PTSD returned with extreme stress.

I felt like I was going to throw up even if I just drank water. I couldn’t even sleep.

Because it felt like the same nightmare would strike me again.

And that worry turned out to be true.

“brother.”

“are you okay.”

“Did you know that you kept saying that?”

I didn’t want to grab my brother’s chin and force him to eat porridge.

How can I feed it?

Cheonwoo thought about it again and again and then said this.

“My brother saved my life. “I have to pay something back.”

Cheonwoo placed the porridge in front of Jin Cheonhee.

“I made this myself. Are you going to make me throw it away?”

“…Cheonwoo.”

At that moment, tears fell from Cheonwoo’s big eyes.

“brother. “I’m sorry for being weak.”

“You were strong.”

At that time, the light of Cheonwoo, who was protecting Jin Cheonhee, lit up. Cheonwoo fought well.

Enough to fight as equals among non-partisan elders.

my head hurts.

When Cheon-woo tried to kneel down, Jin Cheon-hee caught him.

“are you okay. are you okay.”

“I’m not going to drink water until my brother eats. “We’d rather starve to death together.”

A venom began to seep into my blindfolded eyes.

“Don’t you have any pride?”

“What pride do I need to feed my brother!”

Jin Cheon-hee sighed softly at the desperate expression.

‘What am I doing to my child? When I became an adult, I made my child cry…’

It was only when I saw tears welling up in Cheonwoo’s eyes that I came to my senses.

Reason came back to me at the thought that a grown adult had worried a child.

“okay. “I’ll eat.”

Only then does Cheonwoo put on a bright expression.

I thought it looked like a huge dog.

To others, Cheon-woo was like the best of the four factions, but in Jin Cheon-hee’s eyes, he was a kind and gentle younger brother.

Jin Cheon-hee thought as she ate the porridge that Cheon-woo fed her.

‘When Master arrived, I was dead. now.’

It was the most important sign that Jin Cheon-hee’s reason had returned.