Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 696

Episode 696:

The next day.

Namgoongun and Jin Cheonhee ate breakfast together.

Just two people ate it and everyone around them was bitten.

What Namgoong Woon chose was ‘just speaking honestly.’

Even if I said it clumsily in the first place, he wasn’t someone who wouldn’t notice, and above all, it wasn’t a problem that could be hidden even if I kept it hidden.

“Well, whatever. “I expected it.”

“I’m sorry.”

Jin Cheon-hee said, swallowing a mouthful of steamed egg white.

“Well, Sega is usually like that.”

Is it because I have already experienced the hell of Gassisega?

Jin Cheon-hee was calm as expected. Rather….

‘I guess you’re going to clean up all the supporters of the shipper’s office as well?’

Jin Cheon-hee predicted one more next move here.

It would be fortunate if the head of the family was treated.

However, what will happen to the shipper’s angle if the treatment fails or is incomplete?

‘There are people who are displeased with the elders among the supporters of Hwaju-gak, and there is a high probability that the Namgungse is trying to prevent division.’

After figuring out the last move, Jin Cheonhee came to a conclusion.

‘This is true… In Sega, even biological children are considered shogi.’

An idea that modern people cannot understand.

However, it was also a common occurrence in Gangho.

Jin Cheon-hee asked.

“Do you have any regrets?”

At those words, Namgoongwoon felt uncomfortable in his solar plexus.

“I know that my father has become strange. “I know that guns like before have disappeared, and I also know that if things continue like this, Sega people will also suffer.”

The downfall of the Namgung family and the life of his father.

It was forcing me to weigh it.

“On the contrary, you are at peace. “I thought I would go to mandatory treatment.”

“Ah, if it were a patient I was in charge of, I would do my best to save it. But no, right? Even if you want to help, there’s nothing you can do if you don’t even knock on the door.”

“…You…”

Jin Cheon-hee laughs.

Strangely enough, a deep sadness passes by for a moment.

“This is so strange. I see. In order to fight together, whether you are a patient or a guardian, you must make up your mind to do so and knock on the door. “This is something that cannot be helped.”

It was as if he had experienced it dozens or hundreds of times.

A deep thought that I couldn’t believe came from a young person passed through my mind.

Soon, Jin Cheonhee laughed.

“So I’m curious. “Is that why Hwaju Gak is so good at treatment?”

“I decided to use the altar that helped the emperor survive for a few more years thirty years ago. “It took ten years to make.”

Jin Cheon-hee nodded at those words.

This world cannot be measured by science.

This is a world where mercury poisoning is overcome through endurance. In that case, what you know may not be everything.

“Something like that might work. “I’m looking forward to it too.”

Still, it is one of the three greatest royal palaces in the world.

Even Jin Cheon-hee does not know how effective Hwaju’s enlightenment-style revised law will be.

Still, if his medical skills had fallen far behind, he would not have been named one of the three greatest medical doctors in the world.

‘okay. Even if we don’t admit to mercury poisoning, there may be a cure. ‘Because in human history, there are often cases of making medicine on the back of a cow like that.’

Even if you go to Moro, don’t you just have to go to Seoul?

Even if the treatments are different, what does it matter if a cure is possible?

“I know that there is a medicinal herb made by your teacher at Baekrin Uigak.”

“Hyeollindan… you mean?”

“I see. that. I heard that it was created when Baeklin’s Pavilion was established and that it appeared only three times in Gangho…”

Hyeollindan.

This herbal medicine, which seems so evil that just hearing its name makes you go away from the Blood Mission, was created by Master Jegalin to treat his own syllable veins.

In a way, it is the reputation of this Hyeollindan that laid the foundation for Baekrin Uigak.

‘It is said that its efficacy is comparable to that of the Great Hwandan of Shaolin Temple…’

In fact, the secret to its production is simple yet complex.

Hit an elixir with powerful energy with ingredients.

Mixing things like the inner altar of the Ten Thousand Years of Flowers according to the principles of co-existence of the five elements and baking them in a furnace.

Since it is made with world-class elixirs in the first place, it is bound to be effective.

‘Of course, usually, if you make it like that, the spirits of the spirits collide with each other and you end up just turning into a lump of mud.’

To be precise, it is not Daehwandan, but it is a quasi-Daehwandan made by mixing spiritual groups well.

Even though it is a pseudo-Daehwandan, its medicinal properties are comparable to the real Daehwandan, and depending on the constitution of the person taking it, it is great.

‘Now that I think about it, the Hyeollindan was involved in the destruction of the Cheongseong faction a while ago.’

It is difficult to know the detailed circumstances because there are so many people who have died.

Master didn’t go into much detail either.

Jin Cheon-hee only thought about that.

“Anyway, then I’ll be on standby for a while. But I also have a lot of work to do, so I can’t wait for long.”

Lawmakers draw a line.

“Ten days later. “I will leave.”

At first glance, it may seem cold, but Namgoongwoon knows that this alone is a great blessing.

An ordinary lawmaker would have left the meeting saying he had insulted him.

“I owe you so much.”

“I just need to know. “I was planning on leaving if I had at least had a drink.”

“How did you know you were quitting drinking?”

“There is no smell of alcohol in the atmosphere of Daehyup.”

“hmm? Is that in charge?”

Namgoongun buried his nose in his sleeve and sniffed.

“I don’t know about that. And these days, I’m starting to resemble my teacher and become more sensitive to smells.”

As the Xuanyuan Zhendan Xingong deepens, the five senses become more sensitive.

Of course, I don’t hate the smell itself.

Because I still like the smell of delicious food, the smell of babies on their heads, or the smell of freshly washed in a hot spring.

However, it is also true that I can smell alcohol a little better.

‘But it’s not at Hwanggu’s level.’

For a normal human being, he can smell well.

Namgoong Woon said.

“I’m asking you a favor, so shouldn’t you behave yourself right away? “I stopped drinking from the moment you said you were coming.”

“Wow…. Well done. ‘Brother Namgoong’.”

When Jin Cheon-hee smiled brightly, Nam Gung-un became embarrassed.

“I don’t know how long it’s been since I heard a compliment from you.”

Namgungun finally swallowed his saliva and asked rather seriously.

“Uh… So you’re calling me brother now?”

“If you don’t continue drinking, I’ll think about it.”

“You have no mercy.”

Jin Cheonhee laughed for a while. Then he said this.

“I don’t know if the treatment of Hwaju Gak goes well, but if it goes wrong, please prevent the blood flow from getting bigger.”

“I thought you would say it felt refreshing.”

That’s probably Kangho’s impression. But the lawmaker was a little different.

“…Still, I hope people don’t die.”

“Hmm. Probably all of the Hwaju council members and those who sympathize with them will not be able to avoid disaster. But… I’ll try for now.”

Jin Cheonhee nodded.

“That’s enough.”

“You really… are a righteous person that is hard to find these days.”

Jin Cheon-hee shakes his head at those words.

“Not a righteous person. I just don’t want someone dying within sight.”

Jin Cheon-hee laughs bitterly, saying it’s just common hypocrisy.

Why?

He refused to admit that he was a good man.

They just mock themselves and call themselves hypocrites.

Namgoongun couldn’t understand Jin Cheonhee like that. I couldn’t understand it though.

For some reason, the bitter smile on my face was stuck in my mind and I couldn’t erase it for a long time.

* * *

The State Council refused to allow Jin Cheon-hee to observe, saying that their treatment was for nasopharynx dysfunction.

‘Are you going to open your eyes and see that daylight observing?’

However, it is impossible to prevent even the immediate family of the head of the Namgung family from attending the event.

Treatment began with Namgoongun, his wives, and Namgoongun’s half-brothers in attendance.

First, moxibustion is used to relax the body through heat, and then acupuncture is used to make the energy and blood flow smoothly.

Afterwards, the altar was brought and the richly decorated wooden armor was opened.

It’s a disaster.

Just smelling that scent will refresh your head and restore vitality to your body.

Even in Gangho, the Hwaju Shindan, known as the elixir of elixirs, appeared.

It looked like a golden orb wrapped in gold leaf and was the size of two fingers.

The head of the Fire Lord’s House, wearing leather gloves, carefully picked it up and put it into the head’s mouth.

Then, surprisingly, the medicine dissolved like water and was sucked into the back of the head’s throat.

OK.

Chiik –

Steam began to emanate from the matriarch’s body.

Everyone was surprised by the appearance as if it was burning from the inside, but the head of the Hwaseong Pavilion held his hands on the head of the head with a cautious face and continued the Qigong treatment.

“This is poisonous, everyone step back.”

Everyone takes a step back and watches the treatment.

Then the matriarch’s complexion returns.

A mysterious energy filled his body, his pale blue complexion returned to normal, and the steam gradually began to disappear.

A foul smell stung my nose, and the matriarch’s clothes were stained black.

“Huh…”

Then the bugaboo stepped back.

The lawmakers who came with him supported him.

“Treatment is over. Wash him with warm water and let him sleep soundly, and he will wake up.”

“Did the treatment go well?”

He nods his head in response to Wi Ji-yeon’s question.

“Of course. All of the medicinal properties were absorbed, and the revised law was properly implemented, resulting in the effect of bee-washing. Look at all that waste. “All the turbidity inside the body came out.”

Everyone had a look of admiration.

“First of all, I need to get some rest. “Don’t worry, two lawmakers from the main office will be stationed here to look after the details.”

After saying that, Bugakju staggered away.

This is because too much internal energy was used during Qigong treatment.

‘It is indeed Hwaju’s angle! Everyone will be satisfied with this!’

Mrs. Wiji had a triumphant expression on her face when she saw that, and Nangungban was just smiling with a friendly smile.

And the other family members all seemed happy.

* * *

“Oh. Sabaha. Snake. Snake. bite your tail Bite your tail, bite, swallow, swallow. ohm. Sabaha. Snake. Snake. How much have you swallowed? “If you swallow and swallow, you will eventually swallow yourself.”

A surreal tone that gives you goosebumps just by listening to it resonates.

Even the content of the mantra, filled with mysterious and gloomy power, is so ominous that it is uncomfortable to listen to.

There was only a brazier in the dark space, and inside the flame was a snake lying coiled and sticking out its tongue.

Strangely enough, even though he was in the flames, he seemed fine and didn’t feel any pain.

On the outside, it was a silver snake, but for some reason, it looked uncomfortable and profane.

That strange evil energy had the power to make the viewer feel uneasy.

In front of the snake, a person wearing a mask half black and half white sits and recites a mantra.

“It’s strange. It’s bizarre. “It’s strange.”

The strange language of mantras and magic continues.

“You, snake of cinnabar, are water yet metal, unchanging and eloquent. Swallow it. Swallow it. “Swallow yourself.”

The snake in the furnace eventually bites its own tail. And then he started swallowing his own body.

And soon after it completely engulfed itself, it burst into flames, turned into black smoke, and disappeared without a trace.

The smoke rises into the sky, hovers there, and then disappears somewhere.

The fire in the furnace went out.

The entire space was enveloped in darkness, and only one voice rang out quietly.

“ruler. Jin Cheon-hee… let’s see your skills. A true demon only follows a pure heart… Jin Cheon-hee, Jin Cheon-hee. “Child of Bloodlin, show me your skills.”

The sorcerer did not call him ‘the seed of anti-good’.

I just call you by your real name.

The magician was smiling while thinking of Jin Cheon-hee.