Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 237

Episode 237

‘I don’t know how much time has passed…’

Still, no new patients are coming in anymore.

There wasn’t enough time to eat Byeokgokdan, so I drank the strong boiled decoction like coffee.

There is a reward in pushing yourself this far like a millstone.

surprisingly.

‘No one died last night.’

Two people had their fingers cut off by Jin Tianxi and Zhuge Lin, one had their ankles cut off, and one had their arms cut off.

While others were fighting, there was one guy who stormed in and said he wanted to fight, and was rushed to the hospital after being stabbed in the ribs.

Two people were stabbed in the intestines.

‘It’s a miracle. It’s a miracle… a miracle created by humans.’

It was amazing that Samjeolchuho tracked them all the way here.

I was thankful for the open ark. I was grateful to Gongsunhyeon for taking the advice, and I was grateful to Gongsonyeong and the warriors Wang Gak-yeon who ran out first.

People from many different sects willingly came forward even though it was an unfortunate event.

Sima Hyeon, Jin Tianyu, and Ye Ha Lun.

Master….

‘And the medical staff who are running together without sleep.’

Not a single one.

Not a single person was left to die.

The moment my heart overflowed with pride, my vision swung to the side.

The House of Representatives shouted.

“Lord Incinerator! Oh my, Lord Incinerator!”

“…I’m okay.”

Jin Cheonhee spoke quickly.

“My strength is holding up, and I don’t lose consciousness or fall down because I drink the decoction every now and then. It’s just… it’s out of balance.”

Let’s three! My skills are at their peak!

Jin Cheon-hee gave a kiss of gratitude for the elixirs she had been drinking.

“…If this is going to happen, I hope you just pass out and wake up in bed.”

Why is everyone looking at me with regret? The eyes look like they want to knock you out.

Only then did Jin Cheon-hee realize that everyone was worried about her.

“You didn’t treat yourself because you knocked out the drones and moved them. Lord Incinerator.”

“Among us, the only two who haven’t slept at all are Sogakju and Gakju.”

‘Right.’

Jin Cheonhee nodded.

“Then first of all… there is no emergency, right?”

“Yes, no, I don’t want it to go that far. “Please sleep at least three o’clock.”

“Hahaha, it looks like you don’t know. “My skills….”

Are you saying I’m a three-year-old?

“Just please… please rest. “If the Three Honorable Men live like that, they will die.”

The members of the National Assembly pushed Jin Cheon-hee’s back.

* * *

‘Why are these people so worried? ‘There are no major injuries and his energy and blood are stable.’

Jin Cheon-hee lay with her back against the tea room in a daze.

There are minor scratches that occurred during the capture, but simple treatment was provided and there is no particular discomfort in the body’s functioning.

I was going to say that my inner strength is Sam Gapja, but they dragged me to Samjon and said that I have no other answer.

Only then did Jin Cheon-hee put a dressing on his injured hand.

‘I wasn’t allowed to wrap anything around my hands during the surgery.’

If the fingertips become dull, the patient dies. If you put a cast on the injured hand, the surgery will be a breeze.

So, I have no choice but to do only the minimum treatment.

Moreover, in the opinion of Jin Cheon-hee, the person involved, the injury was not serious.

After wrapping up the wound, I tried to cut off the bandage, but it cut off on its own.

Suddenly,

I opened my eyes and saw that Master was entering the tea room.

“You cut only the part you want sharply. “Master, is this also the state of deep martial arts?”

Zhugelin sighed as he looked at his student admiring the section.

“…If you live like that, you will die. Hee-ya.”

Master’s voice was drier than usual.

This is because while Jin Cheonhee was grinding herself, Master was grinding too.

Saving someone’s life is much more difficult than killing them, so it seems that even a world-class expert like you uses up a lot of mental power.

Jin Cheon-hee asked.

“No more new patients?”

Zegalin said.

“okay. “They just sent someone from the hospital and they said there would be no more patients and they were just thankful.”

“Kkeukkeuk, you seem to be out of your mind too.”

The student, who was overworked, let out a bitter smile.

Whenever he saw her laughing like this, pushed to her limit, Zhuge Lin strangely felt like Jin Tianxi was a different creature.

“I guess so.”

“Master, are you okay? “If you have heart pain…”

“The treatment you gave me is perfect. And by any chance, don’t even think about acting like a lawmaker to me right now. “People need to get some rest.”

“…I’m OK.”

“Heeya. Humans have something called intelligence. “Anyone would be worried if the guy who captured each and every martial artist who was glowing all morning alive and sent them to the emergency room suddenly decided to work as a doctor.”

“Because no one should die. “If there are deaths due to this, the purpose of the blood mission will have been achieved.”

Did you read that far?

Zegalin sighed softly.

“okay. Thanks to that, the Blood Mission was not able to claim victory. However, as a teacher, sometimes I wish you were a little duller.”

Zhuge Lin’s gaze rests on the bandages that Jin Tianxi had wrapped herself.

What’s interesting is that this child is never immature in the treatment he gives himself.

If he had used this much effort, he might have found some loopholes, but there wasn’t a single thing that was sloppy.

So, even though the heads of the four major clans were burning with worry, they could not easily drive him out.

Even though Zhuge Lin helped with the destruction, it is true that Jin Tianxi is needed.

Even in this chaotic situation where patients flocked in, Jin Cheon-hee never wavered.

He quickly gave instructions to each member of the clinic and went back and forth between the treatment rooms as if performing a trick, treating patients.

He comforts the lawmakers who are collapsing from fatigue and pressure so they can rest, and he trains himself during the resulting gap.

When it was determined that he had recovered, he was caught and put to work.

‘I thought it wasn’t my first time doing this.’

It seemed like the young man had already been through this hell dozens or hundreds of times.

Nevertheless, strangely enough, his attitude was also dry.

“I guess the heart disease didn’t come this time.”

‘Heart disease? Ah… you’re talking about war PTSD.’

During Wudang Mountain, Jin Cheon-hee almost collapsed once.

A time when it was difficult to eat or sleep.

It seems that Master remembered that time.

“It was just a fight between fighters.”

“There seems to be a difference.”

A melee is just a melee. It’s different from a real war.

It is difficult for Jin Cheon-hee himself to accurately explain this boundary.

If I could clearly identify it with my own hands and draw a line, I would have been able to cure this heart disease.

“…it just smells different.”

“….”

It is different from simply the smell of blood.

The smell of burning flesh, brain drain, and crumbling bones. Buildings were burning, food was burning, and a fragrant smell was coming out.

Amidst the disgusting smell, there is the spicy scent of hatred.

After thinking about that, Jin Cheonhee looked away.

Because it became a little difficult to breathe.

“There was no need to call this a heart disease.”

“…That’s a good thing.”

Zhugelin watched his disciple change and answered as dryly as possible.

The disciple realizes that it is consideration.

“Kkkkkk. “Thank goodness.”

I covered it up with a bitter smile.

“How much did the Murim Alliance tell you?”

“Hahaha, that’s the craziest thing. “Rather than telling us, all we can do is look at the phenomenon, use it as a clue, and make inferences.”

Did Master think about that while doing his work while patients were flooding in?

Zegalin said.

“It looks like you did something pretty cute during the blood mission.”

“I didn’t know there was such a thing as a curse.”

“hmm. I knew it because I had seen it in the Zhuge family’s library in the past. However, it will be difficult to get the book again because it has already been burned.”

Master briefly mentioned Zhuge family’s unfortunate death and then said the following.

“For so long, there was no one to succeed me, so I left it lost, but now that I have you… I guess I’ll have to write it again. “Because I remember everything.”

“The library of Baekrin’s Pavilion will be enriched.”

Just as a teacher is considerate of his disciple’s wounds, the disciple was also considerate of his teacher’s scars.

“First of all, since there were no deaths, has their plan been foiled?”

“It is true that the plan failed, but it was only half a failure.”

“Why?”

“The problem may be that there is only a report of three false accusations and no evidence that blood missions are the culprit.”

“It’s a matter of political faction.”

If you start to solve the reason only with your heart without physical evidence, it is not a political faction or a martial arts alliance.

I don’t even want to conduct a scientific investigation of the modern Earth. Just witnesses and evidence.

You can do anything if you get at least one of these two.

Master answered.

“It might seem really frustrating to others. However, without this process, the Murim Alliance will ultimately be no different from a sword-wielding robber.”

“Because evidence creates justification.”

No matter what happens behind the scenes, a political faction must maintain its identity as a political faction.

-Hypocritical political faction bastards!

This is a line that appears at least once in every martial arts magazine.

However, as I got older, I realized that hypocrisy was also good.

Even if some people criticize celebrities for donating money for their image, money is money and the people who save their lives with that money are also lives.

Neither death nor evil were easy enough to classify goodness by dividing purity one by one.

“I’ve always thought about it, but you don’t look like a warrior your age.”

“I hear that a lot.”

Jin Cheonhee laughed bitterly. Zhugelin continued.

“Also, there are no dead people, but aren’t there some injured ones? “It’s fortunate that there are no disabilities left, but from there, it’s not something a person can do.”

Although I did my best, I poured all the resources I could into it.

Nevertheless, there may be some who may experience aftereffects.

Zegalin said.

“…Still, it’s nothing compared to dying.”

“Still, I was lucky. But just as we won half of the battle, they also lost half of the battle… I don’t think the Blood Mission will give up completely.”

“okay. The subject of the scheme has not completely disappeared. According to Samjeolchuho’s prediction, there are about three blood mission executives in the Murim Alliance. They say it’s highly likely that they are a small group of elites and not small children, hmm…”

“There is no evidence this time either, right?”

“okay. “This is also just an individual’s circumstantial speculation.”

“If we don’t root it all out, it’s going to be a huge nuisance. Now that I think about it, Master, do you have the notes that you stole from Mt. Wudang…or brought back?”

Master laughed slightly at those words.

“okay. I keep it well. And I think I’ll be able to use it soon.”

Jin Cheonhee nodded.

Zhuge Lin covered Jin Tianxi’s face with his large hand.

“Don’t think about it any more and just go to sleep.”

“Master.”

“…This is the teacher’s order.”

At those words, Jin Cheonhee eventually nodded.

Then, out of fear of being called, I curled up in the corner of the tea room and started sleeping.

Zegalin sighed at the sight.

“okay. “Why should I sleep like that?”

It was obvious that if I forcefully dragged him back to my dorm, I would barely be able to take a nap again.

Zhugelin took off his jacket and covered it for his disciple.