Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 472

Chapter 472

The members of the Baekrin Council who came with us frowned when they saw that scene.

“As expected, poor people are ignorant….”

“What is the need for you, Incinerator, to be like this in a place like this?”

“I didn’t even know how grateful I was to Lord Incinerator.”

At that time, Jin Cheon-hee slapped Uigakwon on the back.

“Let’s come to our senses. All humans are the same regardless of whether they have money or not. Even animals become desperate when they are hungry, but it is impossible for humans to do that. “Today I am the one taking care of him, but I don’t know what will happen to me tomorrow.”

The council members’ faces turned red at those words.

‘It’s an illusion to be good when you’re poor. People are just people.’

Even if the media doesn’t portray it, aren’t the poor scholars, poor farmers, and poor woodcutter in traditional fairy tales always good?

Although they are poor, if the family were always happy and full of affection, there would be no divorced families in this world destroyed by business.

‘Poverty is difficult. And when it’s hard, there are a lot of temptations.’

Of course, there are people who maintain their character despite treatment that does not exist.

They are amazing.

Jin Cheon-hee treated the patient without thinking while looking at the bare face at the aid station.

‘In my past life, there were a lot of kids who tried to steal relief supplies even after receiving treatment.’

If you get desperate, what can you do?

‘Still, I treated him, but no one is trying to get money by finding fault with him.’

That may be because the disparity in power between individual humans is obvious.

But on Earth, there are different cases.

Humans are multifaceted.

Daeju Manseon asked, looking at Jin Cheonhee who was silently doing her job like a machine.

“Lord Sogak, don’t you get upset if you don’t get anything out of what you’re doing?”

“What do you mean?”

“just. “Aren’t there people who do good things and take it for granted?”

“Ah, there are people who say thank you instead. “Mom was thankful that I slapped her on the back just now.”

“On the contrary, they might get angry and ask why I’m hitting my child.”

“Well… that could be true. “This is a powerhouse.”

“Aren’t you disillusioned with humans?”

“It’s me. Ugh.”

“But why are you doing this?”

“Hmm. And it seems that Grand Master Manseon only saw fragments of what I did when I helped the poor.”

“yes. what.”

“I don’t think you would have thought of something like this since you only saw people praising him as the White God Dragon and calling him a famous doctor.”

Jin Cheon-hee scratched her cheek and said this.

“If you ask me why I’m doing this… um…”

I thought about it for a while and chose my words, and then I guessed I came to a conclusion and said this.

“I do it because of my younger brothers. “This is exactly how they lived when they were young.”

“okay.”

“But they’re not bad kids, right? And because I was given the opportunity, I helped many people and went to a higher place. “They can do things I can’t do.”

“There are probably more people who aren’t.”

“What? I guess so. However, since I saved the three, I have enough reason to continue doing so.”

Jin Cheon-hee said that and smiled shyly.

Man-seon looked at Jin Cheon-hee for a while and then opened his mouth.

“I understand why everyone is trying to take care of Incinerator first.”

“Oh~ Are you in love with me?”

“Let’s just say I fell in love with his personality.”

* * *

Mornings at these relief centers are always the same.

It starts with boiling water and ends with boiling water.

Boil, boil, boil again, boil again.

There was no one in the slums who didn’t know that that was the first thing Kangho’s Souiseon did.

Then, children from the neighborhood and even grandparents come and fetch water together.

“So Uiseon looks healthy today as well.”

“Yes. “Your complexion looks good too.”

People in the Hangzhou slums know that screams were heard from the relief station until dawn the night before.

A patient’s screams of pain have the power to strike a person quite far and deep.

However, the young man in front of me just did the job in front of him without showing any signs of difficulty.

Here, Jin Cheon-hee was neither Byeok-an Gwang-ui nor White-robed Gwang-ryong, but Soui-seon.

And people who helped Souiseon always stayed by her side.

“The medicine prescribed at that time was good. “I lived because medicinal herbs were easily available.”

“Don’t overexert yourself, but if you feel even the slightest pain, resting is the way to earn money for medicine. “If you have a serious illness, you can’t make money.”

“It would be nice if we could do that. But if I rest, what about my family?”

“It’s good to eat something rich in nutrients, but…”

“That’s difficult, too.”

“Sleeping in a warm place to prevent even the chill from seeping into your body…”

“If I could do that, I wouldn’t live here.”

In the end, So Uiseon nodded.

“…Yes.”

Some say that poor people are poor because they are lazy, but from what I have seen, they wake up earlier than anyone else.

He wakes up earlier than the Hangzhou nobles, cleans up poop, draws water, and picks flowers.

That’s how you earn a day.

“That Souiseon went here?”

At the same time, Cheonwoo found his brother.

It wasn’t that difficult to find my brother’s traces.

All I had to do was stand still and watch people move.

Strangely enough, my brother was like a typhoon and people used to move like that too.

In particular, the story of God appearing in the Hangzhou slums and providing relief to the poor spread faster than words.

On the way down from Wudang to Hangzhou, I met Sima Xuan.

Although Ye Ha-ryun and Sima Xuan are not on good terms with each other, Tian-yu manages to see them both.

In particular, since the war with Sima Hyeon, we may have passed through life and death together, but we still stopped by in passing.

-Ah, damn it… It’s my hometown, but I can’t go. I can’t go!

The Golden King gave Sima Xuan a test.

I don’t know what the task is, but if I pass the test, Sima Hyeon will be able to get one step closer to my goal.

Because the Golden King is someone who doesn’t do anything without a reason.

Tian Yu became a messenger in the place of Sima Xuan and received various items.

The child passed by Tianyu and ran towards Qin Tianhui.

Then he put his hands together and put them together. Jin Cheon-hee quickly told the child to loosen his joints and asked if anyone was in pain.

Souiseon is becoming the religion of the slums.

It wasn’t easy to get through all these people and get to my brother.

Instead, I saw a lady who saw Cheon-woo’s expression and stopped him.

Does it look that ugly?

Cheonwoo used his eye patch out of habit and eventually spoke.

“brother.”

At that moment, Jin Cheonhee raised her face.

The face has more complexion than when it was pure white.

“Oh, Cheonwoo. Great. “Come here and get some water.”

Instead of saying it’s nice to meet you, ask them to do something first. This brother.

Still, Cheonwoo was glad to see such an older brother.

* * *

“How did you end up here?”

Carrying a lot of water, Cheonwoo walked next to his brother.

As we moved the water jars together, the people in the slums finally relaxed their guard a little.

It’s just a little bit, but it’s not a lot.

The child who made eye contact with Cheonwoo burst into tears.

Cheonwoo sighed inwardly.

“Well… I stopped by on my way to have a kiss with Botamun because I had a favor for my youngest brother. brother.”

“hmm? “You’re doing a dance with Botamun?!”

This is a bit surprising.

It seems like King Gwon is acting like a weed by coming this far away just for the sake of bimu.

Cheonwoo said.

“In the shaman sect, if a student wants to, he or she can sharpen his or her sword by going around other sects, including the 9 factions, and practicing martial arts.”

“But why is it a old file room? “Don’t you do eight to three?”

“Arm vs Sega doesn’t mix well. Honestly, Sacheondanga is strange.”

“Because Danga is a state of enjoyment.”

In fact, even though they are of the same political faction, the positions of the old faction and the eight major factions are different.

Because that’s what being related by blood means.

The two arrived in front of the aid station tent.

There were several large pots boiling water.

“Put Dongi next to you.”

“Wow… we really need endless water. brother.”

“I have to boil everything, from needles to dishcloths for medical treatment. Still, this is a small amount for today. Cheonwoo.”

Jin Cheonhee patted his shoulder and laughed.

“All this…?”

“Isn’t the scenery a bit different here than the scenery here?”

Jin Cheon-hee says that and stretches.

The clothes she is wearing are not the usual well-dressed silk clothes, but rather green, thin cotton cloth.

Before opening the aid station, Jin Cheon-hee washes her hands and feet and quickly changes her dirty clothes.

There were countless knife marks and sewing marks on my brother’s muscular upper body.

It was indeed Souiseon’s back.

“If you want to help, change into comfortable clothes. “The expensive uniform gets dirty.”

Then, the man stretched out his long, muscular legs and changed into strangely shaped shoes.

“Of course Crook S is the best. “I tried making something similar.”

He took a sip of the decoction and handed the same thing to Cheonwoo.

“eat this. “You have to eat to live.”

Soui-seon was also a light.

* * *

My brother, who had changed into thin green cotton clothes, treated the flock of patients one by one with ghost-like speed and skill.

Cheonwoo guessed that the number of people who came was about two hundred.

If treatment was possible immediately, many people were treated, and for those who could not, they were given prescriptions for inexpensive medicines.

And my brother’s specialty was Buddhism, but the thing he used the most was acupuncture.

“Destruction is expensive. And in fact, there are more diseases caused by malnutrition and overwork than that in places like this. “Because unmanned people never live in slums.”

Martial arts makes money.

Like Sima Hyun when he was young, he has a lot of mouths… And even if he earns money, unless it is a special case where he has to spend it on patients, most people leave this slum.

Martial arts are an opportunity for the poor to rise in status.

As a result, most of the people left in this slum are civilians who do not know martial arts, and if they are beaten by black thugs, they usually come back dead.

There is no opportunity to use a breaking spell.

“Cough.”

Jin Cheonhee coughed.

There was a little blood in the cough.

“Oh… I ran out of strength again.”

It takes more effort to save someone than to kill them.

It looks like the world’s older brother has run out of all his strength.

“Hyung… if you spend that much, you’ll lose money….”

“That’s just kids who built up skills clumsily. The Zhuge family’s Five Element Spiritual Skills do not allow you to become a magician just because you have used up all your internal skills. Ah…does it become dangerous for shamans to push their inner strength to the limit? “It would be okay if we exhausted yin and yang in the same way as we exhaust the five elements of the Five Element Divine Art…?”

“brother. Stop studying Taegeuk. “Can you move?”

“Sit in this position for about an hour and then come back.”

Fortunately, the line that seemed like it would last forever was the last.

In Cheonwoo’s opinion, it seems like his brother took that into account and used his inner strength.

The tent is closed for a moment and the lawmakers are busy boiling needles and dishcloths again.