Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 701

Chapter 701: When

they disappeared, the turmoil in the Namgung family also subsided to some extent.

It is not common for the Namgung family’s home to be directly attacked.

However, the deeper the history, the more work there is to do.

Even if it happens once every three generations, it happens three times after a teenager.

The Namgung family’s military officers quickly hired carpenters and feng shui masters again.

The Namgung family’s Crouching Tiger Party is responsible for the organ ceremony.

Namgung Cheongmo.

The person who had argued with Jin Cheon-hee in the past in Bi-dong took charge of the command.

“The situation is worse than I thought.”

“Where on earth did they come from? “There were also people who didn’t look like people.”

“You probably experienced side effects from learning magic. “Among the demonic cult’s magic techniques, there are at least one or two strange things.”

“It’s half human and half tree, so I wonder if there is such a thing as a type of jiangshi.”

Isn’t it similar to the monster from a story I heard from my grandmother when I was young?

‘No way. There are so many strange things about magic, so it must be one of them.’

I scratched my head.

Nangong Cheongmo said.

“Anyway, let’s fix everything. “In particular, we must be careful not to let information about tracheal sedation leak out to the outside world.”

“yes! Lord Crouching Tiger!”

Everyone obeyed Namgung Cheongmo’s orders.

Breaking it is easy, but fixing it is difficult.

Nangung Cheongmo sighed.

* * *

The main house of the Namgung family.

It is located in the deepest part of the Namgung family, and is the safest place within the Namgung family, and only the head of the family can enter.

However, now the head of the family has collapsed and a big problem has occurred.

Namgungun laid his father here with the authority of Sogaju.

In the large room, Namgung class, Namgung Cheong, Jin Cheon-hee, and Namgung Un.

These four people were sitting around the head of the family’s bed, and Jin Cheon-hee was checking and treating Nam Gung-cheol all night long.

Jin Cheon-hee talked about what she had discovered during treatment, and the expression on grandfather Namgung-ban’s face became somber as he listened to it.

The same goes for Namgungcheong.

Strangely, only Namgoongun was looking at this situation with an expressionless face.

“So… I am guessing that a combination of magic and mercury poisoning led to this situation.”

“It’s difficult. difficult.”

Nangungban sighed heavily.

Among the wealthy people in the world, there is no one who doesn’t eat cinnabar.

It is said that Namgungban himself was sent out during the Hwangol Transformation, but before that, he did not eat elixirs or elixirs like rice.

‘But things have come to this point and I can’t not believe it.’

Namgungban sighed heavily.

“So is it cured now?”

“….”

At those words, the young man in front of me did not respond for a moment, as if he was trying to organize his thoughts.

The blue eyes were like the cross section of an iceberg.

Eventually, he opened his lips and came up with an answer.

“First of all, life was saved. However, it cannot prevent damage to the Danjeon, so it will have to be purified for a long time.”

“As for martial arts….”

“…You may be able to use martial arts. However, it will be difficult like it was in the heyday.”

Namgungban sighed.

“Is that what happens in the end? “But it’s fortunate that no one died.”

Jin Cheon-hee said.

“It is thanks to the fact that he is very strong and the martial arts of the Namgung family are not dangerous, making him a true martial artist of the white sword. “If you have mastered Tangmun, Safa, or something similar, you would probably have squirted blood with the Chilgong.”

For some reason, Namgoongban wondered if the young man in front of him had chosen his words to explain things to himself as easily as possible.

That’s because, unlike what he said out of excitement, the words he was saying now were very familiar to Gangho.

“I guess I’ll have to take the cinnabar for a long time.”

“yes. You will need to receive treatment using white phosphorus water for at least a month. There may be more errors depending on the situation, but… First of all, Kang Ho-in’s metabolism is different from that of ordinary people.”

“How long will it take you to come to your senses?”

Namgoong Woon answered that question.

“Grandfather. No matter how much you are Jin-young, it is difficult to understand that point….”

“… After taking a pulse, I think Il Da-gyeong will be enough to wake you up.”

Namgoongun’s eyes widen at those words.

On the other hand, Namgungban answered calmly.

“Thank you. “Then, I need to talk with my family for a while, so could you please leave?”

“….”

“There will be no harm done to this guy in my name.”

Rep. Kang Ho has walked through Sura too many times.

The old warrior knew that, so he spoke first, and Representative Kang Ho looked at him with his blue eyes.

Why? I felt like the blue light was tearing at my soul.

Eventually, Jin Cheon-hee nodded, bowed, and stood up.

Jin Cheon-hee exchanged eye contact with Nam Gung-un and quietly retreated.

Squeak –

the door closes.

“….”

Silence filled the room.

Namgungban looked at his son for a long time.

“Ha, I never thought the day would come when I would envy that bloody bastard.”

The man who had been invited to the Namgung family as a member of the National Assembly was actually taking more initiative in handling matters than the people of the Namgung family.

‘That guy will go out and see another patient.’

According to intelligence, he only sleeps for about one to two hours a day before working.

This is not a topic that can save the Namgung family’s face.

Deep wrinkles appeared on Nangungban’s face.

“What on earth did you lack? “Didn’t they always give you more than what most children of this generation have?”

Was it so humiliating to lose to the Sword Emperor of Botamun?

However, if you want to live as a warrior, you have to accept losing.

Rather, shouldn’t we be even more grateful that we survived despite losing and that our limbs were still intact?

Eventually, Namgungban seemed to have made up his mind and stretched out his hand to point out Namgungcheol’s acupuncture points.

“….”

Then, strangely enough, Namgoongcheol’s eyelids opened quietly.

The vision of the Namgung family.

Consumes innate energy to force an unconscious person to open their eyes.

This vision is usually used to make a will, and if it is used on a healthy person, it will just hurt a little and they will feel better.

However, it is not easy to do because the user’s innate energy is consumed.

Especially for Namgoong class, who is getting older and deteriorating little by little every year.

Nevertheless, I couldn’t stand it and woke up my son.

That meant that this situation was big to him.

“father.”

The head of the family, Namgung-cheol, was able to infer the situation simply by noting that there were no lawmakers around and that only his father, Namgung-ban, was here.

“Immature. “What happened because of you?”

“…I’m sorry, father. “Woon, this father did something bad to you.”

“no. father. It’s just… bad luck happened to my family.”

At those words, grandfather Namgungban waved his hand.

“That story is over.”

Because I know that if I keep going like this, the only thing I can do is ask whether this ugly bastard will come or not.

As the head of the family, he held all the power of the Namgung family and did not fulfill his duties.

As Elder Taesang, this had to be strictly considered.

“Do you remember what you did?”

“yes. father. “There are places where it stops, but I can vaguely remember it.”

“Hmm… Then where did you get the magic skills you learned?”

The most important question.

Because Namgungcheol’s fate must be decided based on how he obtained the magic book.

“…I found it in Martial Arts Vigo.”

“Is that true? “If it is false, you will have to take responsibility for your words.”

Namgung-cheol nodded.

“I found a military book called Saenggeonyeokcheongong in the family archives. “I read the description, but it seemed more like Shingungjeolhak than magic attack, and there was no hint of bloodlust at all.”

“I know all the types of my martial arts skills… Namgung Jingeom!”

At that moment, mysteriously, a voice was heard from the ceiling.

“Yes, sword lord.”

“Go and find out.”

“yes!”

Only after a few moments had passed did the voice echo from the ceiling again.

“I looked into it, but… I couldn’t find a book like that anywhere.”

“Huh… there wasn’t one?”

“yes.”

Namgungban looked at his son.

Did you lie?

However, when I listened to the child’s phrase, it did not seem like he had made it up on the spot, and more than anything, his sixth sense as a father was telling the truth.

“There is a ganja in the main family. Moreover, among those who can enter and exit the martial arts complex, there is Ganja.”

Elder Taesang gathers clues and points them out in an instant.

If it were Zhuge Dynasty, he would have gone one step further, but this alone is enough to find the truth.

“Grandfather. What do you mean by… ganja…?”

“It is clear that the magic gun was left behind so that this ugly thing could see it, and then it was removed. A magic book that has never been brought in. Moreover, they even hid the side effects of lusting for blood as if they didn’t exist. “It’s out of the ordinary.”

“Umm….”

Namgoongun sighs.

“Anyway, Cheol.”

“yes. father.”

“What are we going to do now?”

“….”

Heavy silence becomes a blanket and covers the room.

Both Namgung Ban and Namgung Cheol know what to do.

We must protect the Namgung family.

There is one thing the head of the household must do for that.

“I will abolish the Danjeon myself.”

“father! “How could that be!”

Namgungun shouted with a straight face, but Namgungban only used his beard and never dissuaded him.

It meant that it was the correct answer.

For a warrior to abolish Danjeon on his own is truly worse than suicide.

If you had to choose between living without martial arts and dying, everyone would choose death because martial arts is the reason and reason for life.

However, Namgung-cheol, the head of the Namgung family, gritted his teeth and continued speaking.

“If I abolish my dantian myself, the attention of the powerful will decrease. There will be no more people calling us the bastards of the Demonic Cult. At least you won’t have to fight with the powerful white swordsmen.”

“Tsk. okay. You are right. “It looks like you came to your senses and your judgment returned.”

“I’m sorry. father.”

Namgoong Woon said.

“But Danjeon….”

Grandfather Namgungban said.

“Our Namgung family can be said to be a hundred people. “The fact that the head of the Namgung family learned the magic arts ultimately means that we have denied our roots and dipped our hands into the black path, which means that no one will ever see us as the white path ever again.”

“Grandfather.”

“Una. If you are not careful, you too will become a ganja of the Demonic Cult.”

“That…”

“I was told to end it. If we cannot finish it with our own hands, then someone else will come to finish it. “At that time, it won’t end with just one person’s blood.”

Namgungban closes his eyes.

Where did it go wrong?

Until his son tried his hand at magic, he had no idea that he was a Taesang elder.

Eventually, his father, Namgung-cheol, spoke.

“The first thing the family has to do is protect Gasol. Even if the base of a tree breaks, if the roots are alive, the tree will survive. One of those roots is you. Una.”

“….”

“The head of the family is alive to protect the future generations of the Namgung family. And if the base rots, you should cut it down before the disease spreads.”

The head of the family, Namgung-cheol, closes his mouth as if he has made up his mind.

Finally, Namgungban spoke.

“okay. What do you plan to do after the Danjeon is abolished?”

“I think I will hand over the position of head of the household to Woon and run the business for the time being. And luck will have to teach that guy.”

The task of making new shoots grow again from the roots.

The Namgung family does not make it a rule not to break large trees.

Trees can break in a typhoon at any time.

Rather, I was proud of the fact that even if it broke, a new shoot could grow at any time.

Namgung’s spirit had to be continued.

“okay. “That would be natural.”

“yes. “This is the best.”

Taesang Elder Namgungban said.

“Una. Remember. “The main family has been shaken so much by dirty men and women. We must find the enemy and resolve this matter.”

In the end, Namgungun nodded and deeply bowed to the two giant trees of the Namgung family.

“I will keep in mind the loss.”

Suddenly, Namgoongun remembered the look in his brother Jin’s eyes as he left the room.

His blue eyes were as cold as a glacier but strong with conviction.

So what kind of eyes do you have now?