EP.68 Divine Doctor. (5)
Divine Doctor (5)
“How are you feeling?”
This is what the plum blossom ship said after struggling for a while and finally succeeding in finding a seat inside the cabin.
I also came in to check out the atmosphere.
“You must be busy, so why did you come all the way here…?”
“I was just passing by, so don’t nag me like that.”
“… long sentence.”
When Geom-hu saw that plum blossom, he smiled bitterly and answered.
Shin-ui was still glaring at Mae-hwa-seon, but didn’t say anything else.
‘God… .’
How surprised I was when I heard that the old man who had been fighting with the plum blossoms all along was a god.
An old man whose medical skills are second to none.
It was known that there was almost no disease that could not be cured in the Central Plains, but because he was so nomadic, he was not easily summoned even by those from the highest families.
To encounter such a god here.
‘…I didn’t know you had that kind of personality.’
[Originally, those who have mastered something have always had something strange about them.]
‘… Oh, so… .’
When he said it himself, it felt somewhat credible.
[What the hell, why what!]
The gods were like that, but the problem was Zhuge Hyuk.
I kept worrying about the guy sitting quietly next to me and just staring into space.
‘Jegal Hyuk is the grandson of Shin Ui?’
I heard that he left with his old man when he was looking for the bastard, but that old man was a god.
‘How did this happen…?’
What on earth does this have to do with anything?
If that guy is really Jegal Hyuk, then what on earth happened that made him side with Cheonma?
It was a completely different situation from what he had told me.
Of course I didn’t believe everything he said, but I never imagined he would be the grandson of a god.
Is this also connected to something?
‘The more I look into it, the more I realize what is so complicated about it?’
How could something so simple be so empty?
I glanced at Jegal Hyuk and thought.
… can I really kill that guy?
“… Hey.”
Should I kill him?
When and how, if that happens, the problem…
“Hey kid.”
“…yes?”
[Wake up.]
He covered his head with his hands as he was shouting at Shin Noya.
When I turned my head in the direction of the sound, Maehwaseon was looking at me.
“What’s wrong with it?”
“No, it’s okay… .”
“Tae-ui!! The baby is sick!”
“It’s noisy!”
Such a god only looks at the plum blossoms, spit out a curse, and boils a herbal medicine.
Shin-ui slowly and carefully handed the boiled medicine to Geom-hu.
“Drink it and lie down to sleep right away. You’ll feel sleepy soon.”
“…thank you.”
Gu Linghua supported Geom-hu with an anxious look on her face, worried that he might miss the medicine.
Although she looked like a thin and weak old woman, both the gods and the plum blossoms called her Geom-hu.
Moreover, Gu Linghua was said to be Geom Hou’s disciple.
Only then did I realize why Yeongpung had called Guryonghwa an accident.
That may be the reason why Gu Ryeong Hwa, who entered late, is treated as the second disciple even though all three disciples had already been initiated.
‘Why didn’t I know that you were the disciple of the Sword Master?’
Although they had not been close friends in their previous lives, they had never heard from anyone that Gu Linghua was Geom Hou’s disciple.
This is a story that is not well known to the world.
How did Geom-hu come to accept Gu-ryeong-hwa as his disciple?
And what happened that made the successor of the sword unknown?
I only knew that Gu Ryeong-hwa was a scholar of the volcano.
If you are a female swordsman who has walked the path of martial arts, you have probably admired her at least once, or at least in your heart.
When talking about famous warriors of the Hwasan faction, the names of Geomhu and Maehwaseon are mentioned.
A female high school student who did not hesitate to discuss the matter and save the innocent.
When the Jinma Gyeongmun appeared like a disaster in the Shaanxi region.
The heroic tale of him evacuating civilians and simultaneously fending off monsters until the plum blossom ship arrived was passed down into the future.
There seems to have been a lot of talk about the sudden disappearance of Geomhu, who had been active since then.
‘Was it because his chronic illness got worse?’
At first glance, the condition did not appear to be good.
Clearly, Geom-hu was the disciple of Jang Moon-in, Mae-hwa-seon, but he looked older than Mae-hwa-seon.
As I was sneaking a peek, I met his gaze.
When I flinched in surprise, Geom-hu smiled slightly.
“Nice to meet you.”
“yes?”
“We should have met earlier, but the appearance and the time it took were too long.”
“Do you know me?”
Could it be because Gu Ryeong-hwa heard something?
I was a little uneasy because I thought it probably wouldn’t have been a good thing if I had done it.
But what came out of Geom-hu’s mouth was completely unexpected.
“You look a lot like Cheonhee.”
“…!”
It was a word I had never imagined, and a name I had almost half forgotten.
How does the inspector know that name?
“Do you know our… mother?”
Cheonhee, that was my mother’s name, now blurred.
Not only his name, but now even how he smiled and what voice he used when he called me have become faint.
Geom-hu smiles bitterly again at my question.
“We were friends, very close friends.”
“Your mother and your majesty…?”
how?
I don’t know because I’ve never heard anything about my mother’s childhood, but I heard she lived an ordinary life…
‘… There’s nothing particularly strange about it.’
There are also examples like Wi Seol-ah.
It was just that there were so many things I only learned after going through regression.
“…They don’t look alike at all.”
These are the words of Gu Ryeong-hwa, held in the arms of the sword master.
Gu Ryeong-hwa was glaring at me while being held in Geom-hu’s arms.
“Linghua…?”
“That guy… doesn’t look anything like my mother. My mother looked like a rabbit, and that guy looks like a locust…!”
“sir….”
[See, I told you I wasn’t saying that they don’t look alike?]
Why is it that no matter how much I choose, it’s always a wart… .
There are so many cute and cool creatures, why a grasshopper?
[Why can’t I think that it doesn’t resemble something cute and cool?]
‘… Hey, Noya, take it easy.’
My heart really hurts… .
Geom-hu said while stroking the flower.
“Ryeonghwa, no matter what, what kind of speech is that to someone who came from far away to find you?”
“… That’s… No…”
“I want to apologize to my brother quickly.”
At Geom-hu’s words, Gu-ryeong-hwa’s mouth sticks out.
He was still a very young child.
“…sorry.”
He cursed with his expression and apologized with his mouth, as if he really didn’t want to do it.
Still, it seemed like he was listening to Geom-hu’s words.
Looking at the chanting, Geom-hu smiled happily and continued speaking.
“Four years ago, when I went to see Guga, I wanted to see you too… but you were out of the office at that time.”
4 years ago?
‘Ah, is that it?’
It was around the time when I could see just a little bit of the darkness that Guga possessed.
And that’s when it starts to fall apart.
It wasn’t a very good memory for me. Unaware of my feelings, Geom-hu just smiled at me.
“I’m glad I can see it now….”
“Are you talking about me?”
“Then, it was really a shame not to see you.”
Why is that?
Is it just because he is his mother’s son?
If the swordsman had come to Sega four years ago, it would be understandable that Gu Linghua would leave for Hwasan about a year later.
If it was not anyone else but Geom-hu who said that he would take him as his disciple, then it is possible that his father and the elders would not have said anything.
But it is more likely that it happened because the country already exists.
“You look a lot like Cheonhee.”
I laughed inwardly at Geom-hu’s words.
Because it was a story that I didn’t sympathize with at all.
“I don’t remember my mother looking this fierce….”
“The looks may be similar, but they definitely resemble each other, especially in terms of the vibe.”
[By the way, that woman doesn’t deny that she has a fierce appearance.]
‘Do you really have to hit the button?’
Atmosphere, what does that mean?
My memories of my mother were too vague to try to understand.
It was just warm.
That’s all I remember.
As I was about to lose myself in thought for a moment, someone handed me something.
When I saw who it was, I couldn’t help but flinch because it was Jegal Hyuk.
‘What is this…?’
A thousand? What do you want me to wipe?
“what?”
Even when I asked him again, he just stared at me quietly.
Earlier, Gu Linghua clearly said that Jegal Hyuk was mute.
It was strange to think that I had been so good at speaking in my past life.
Could that also be the power of the Heavenly Demon?
Even a mute can be made to speak?
Is that really what it means to be human?
Since I don’t react at all, the guy puts the cloth back in his bosom and goes back to sit next to Shin.
Was he originally like that?
The bitter smile that the guy from the future would make, and the way he would send thousands of people to their deaths with just one word without hesitation.
I wonder if this story has nothing to do with the current guy.
So then what on earth happened that made Jegal Hyuk become a demonic cult member?
“so.”
Shin-ui asks while looking at the plum blossoms.
“You idiot, why did you come here?”
“… Really, I told you not to go to the volcano gate… .”
“Should I pack?”
“Call me whatever you want… I came here to check on my disciple’s health. Why would I come here?”
“You might as well shit with your mouth, it’s written plainly in your eyes that you have another purpose.”
“Ahem… .”
“Is that story related to that guy?”
The gaze of the god was turned towards me.
“Well… Since I’m already here, wouldn’t it be good to do something different…”
As if it was the right answer, Maehwaseon slightly averts her gaze.
A spark flew from the eyes of the god who saw that.
“My promise with you ends after the inspection. You must know that, right?”
“… Hmm.”
It was a very uncomfortable atmosphere to sit still in.
I came here without hearing any explanation in advance, and yet the purpose of my coming to find the god was me.
“Hey… what is that.”
“Ah! Please do that! That’s what it means to have good friends!”
“Look at you shamelessly coming out now! How much is my ransom worth, and how can you do it as a favor or not!”
“Fatally, are you really going to do this?”
“The death is due to illness. I will wash it away with a decoction.”
What the heck, what is this low-quality-looking conversation?
Is the legendary conversation between the plum blossom priest, who is said to be the best in Taoism, and the parliamentary world really true?
When Geom-hu heard that, he just smiled quietly.
It was a face that seemed somehow familiar.
“Anyway, that won’t work.”
“you….”
“Even if you look closely, you can tell that he’s not in good condition. If you focus on that guy, you won’t be able to focus on Geom-hu. Are you okay with that?”
“yes?”
My eyes grew wide at Shinui’s words.
You’re not okay? Who…?
‘I?’
I eat well, poop well, sleep well, and even walk well, so what’s wrong with me?
The problem was that if it had been someone else, it would have been dismissed as nonsense, but the owner of the words was none other than God.
“Judging from your reaction, I guess you don’t know what my body condition is like, and you want me to fix this?”
“No, who told you to fix it…? Just look at it.”
“You’re talking nonsense, Dohwa.”
I could hear the anger in Shinui’s voice.
“That’s the nature of a member of parliament’s responsibility. Are you telling me to ignore the fact that someone I touched got hurt?”
“… Tae-ui.”
“What’s more, I have someone I have to take care of right in front of me… ”
“Would something like a leaf from a dragon’s mantle be enough?”
Stop.
Shin-ui stopped moving at Mae-hwa-seon’s words.
The hand that was boiling the medicine stopped because it was so surprised.
It wasn’t just the gods who were surprised, it was me too.
‘Do you have Yong Hyun Elementary School?’
Yong-Hyeon-Cho is a type of Yeong-Cho that is difficult to obtain even if you have money.
It is said that even the Daehwandan, which is said to be the best among the Yeongdan, can be made by using just one root of Yonghyeoncho.
… but you’re going to give it to me?
It wouldn’t be strange if the volcano-shaped Gupa-ilbang had Yong-Hyeon-Cho.
It wouldn’t be something I could put out just to examine my body.
Not even a small amount, just a leaf.
Shin also asks Maehwaseon if he is suspicious of those words.
“Do-hwa, are you serious about what you said?”
“If what I say is a lie, I will bark like a dog in front of you.”
No, long story short, you’re going to bark like a dog… .
It’s not something a Taoist scholar would say, but when he says it like that, it makes me believe him… .
“… This fucking dog, I saw with my own eyes that he said that last time and barked like it was nothing…!”
The surroundings froze for a moment at the explosive remark made by Shin-ui.
The owner of the volcano barked like a dog? The god must have been joking.
I looked at Maehwaseon with that thought in mind, but Maehwaseon just kept coughing in vain.
“Hey! They’re here…!”
“You crazy bastard, how many more accidents will there be that will make you lose your dignity?”
Suddenly a thought occurred to me.
…Is it okay for the volcano to remain like this?
‘Oh my god… .’
[…don’t call me.]
‘The volcano is in that state. Are you really okay?’
[What is a volcano wave? I don’t know. My memory is a bit hazy these days… . Is it dementia… ]
‘…’
This old man wasn’t normal either.
You have no excuses, so you say the ghost has dementia.
“… This isn’t working.”
“this….”
“Then, if this is false, I will step down from my post immediately.”
“Long story!”
The inspector is startled and calls out to Maehwaseon.
It looks like it’s going to be a long seat because there’s nothing to hang it on.
In reality, he was a person who bet his sect’s treasure on a drinking bet. What should I say?
I really couldn’t believe it.
At Maehwaseon’s words, Shinui looked at me again.
I guess it’s because he’s risking his position as the head of the organization, so he’s trustworthy.
“hmm….”
“What do you think?”
Shin-ui seemed to be thinking about it for a long time.
Is the name value of Yongyeon Elementary School really that great?
Shin-ui then let out a sigh.
“… I’ll just take a look… No matter what happens, I won’t do anything else.”
After a long pause, Shin-ui finally accepted Mae-hwa-seon’s request.
“Oh, then! That’s enough.”
“Excuse me, sirs, what about my doctor?”
“… You’re so dirty, I guess I’ll have to come see you again.”
“Then I can go and look for it.”
“Please just shut up.”
As he said this, Shin-ui extended his hand towards me.
“Roll up your sleeves and put your arms here.”
I couldn’t help but hesitate at the words of God.
I know that perhaps the reason the plum blossom ship brought me here was because of the energy of the plum blossom lotus stone or the scent of plum blossoms flowing through my body.
There was also doubt as to whether the congressman could know him, and if he did, there was also anxiety that he would be exposed for his work on the magician.
[Give me your arm.]
‘What’s wrong?’
[The longer you hesitate, the more useless questions you will have. Don’t be anxious, I will try to do something about it, so just stick to it.]
At Shin Noya’s words, he rolled up his sleeves and reached out to Shin.
[Instead, I would like to hear the related story later.]
‘…yes.’
The doctor took my arm and began to take my pulse slowly.
A tiny bet flows from the tip of the finger to the divine being touching the arm.
Even though he was a member of the National Assembly, it seems that he was not without his share of bets.
“…this guy.”
After fiddling with my arm for a moment, Shin-ui finally opened his mouth.
When I heard those words, I couldn’t help but turn blank.
“It’s not just that my body is abnormal, but I’m a walking corpse.”
What…?
