Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 207

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Chapter 207
The two of them shared many stories as the night deepened.
With two prodigies of the martial world synchronizing their thoughts, they were able to decide on quite a number of matters swiftly.
It was only natural that among those decisions were many things I hadn’t yet considered.
‘Truly, Master is remarkable. This isn’t something that can be accomplished through the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong alone. It requires experience, insight, and wisdom.’
Moreover, being fellow martial artists allowed us to identify certain aspects others might miss.
In particular, though I had learned martial arts since arriving in this world, my priority as a doctor remained paramount.
My way of thinking could not help but differ from that of true martial artists.
Master, on the other hand, had suffered the blood vendetta of the martial world and had to pursue vengeance alone.
It was only natural that his identity as a martial artist was stronger than that of a doctor.
Moreover, having observed his disciple for so long, he could identify what I couldn’t.
“In the end, the most important thing is the expansion of power. The martial world ultimately operates on the principle of strength. This occurs regardless of whether one is righteous or wicked.”
“Is the current Baek Rin Medical Guild insufficient?”
“Insufficient. In the days to come, the weaker clans will be trampled especially hard.”
Jegalling continued speaking while slowly fanning himself with his fan.
“Few maintain their sanity after losing their family, Hee-ya. It is common for weak clans to be trampled by the strong, and unable to bear such humiliation, they dash their heads against the rafters and take their own lives. That is what calamity is.”
“….”
“Power, you see, merely by existing, prevents many conflicts. Furthermore, those who survive can dream of vengeance and live on, rather than dashing their heads against the rafters. A place to rely upon—that is what it means.”
“So that is what Master means by the expansion of power.”
“Yes. The Baek Rin Medical Guild must now move beyond its previous course of action and begin expanding its influence. You must actively utilize the knowledge you possess. Fortunately, I too am now free to act and can step forward openly.”
Master slightly furrowed his brow as he spoke.
“Of course, it will become somewhat troublesome.”
“Thank you.”
“There is no need to thank me. The need for power is not merely about providing a place for smaller sects to rely upon, as I mentioned earlier—it is to save your life. A sturdy dike holds back the flood.”
A dike. In other words, a barrier against water.
And to that extent, Master wished to protect his disciple.
Above all, this path had never existed in the original novel, the Supreme Heavenly Demon.
‘No one can know how the martial world will change from here on.’
Yet one thing was certain.
‘I must save people. Yes, I must be able to save more of them.’
Recalling the countless connections I had made since arriving in this world, my head nodded of its own accord.
‘I will make it so.’
There is one resolve that has not changed since coming to this world.
Sometimes I grow weary, and sometimes I want to abandon everything. Yet when hardship comes, there is one phrase that becomes habit, something I mutter to myself.
—A doctor does only what a doctor must do.
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“Did someone put shit in your breakfast, brother? Your face looks like you’re chewing on something~?”
The next day at noon.
This time, Sama Hyeon appeared in his original face and asked me this while looking at me.
“Ah, yeah. I was just thinking about something else.”
“I know you’re thinking about something else~ But this younger brother is curious what thought could make our older brother make that kind of expression~?”
At those words, Jin Cheon-hee laughed awkwardly.
Sama Hyeon narrowed his eyes and peered at his older brother’s face, then said, “Well, never mind. If you don’t want to talk about it, don’t~” and moved on.
“Is the tournament next week?”
Jin Cheon-hee answered quickly at those words.
“Yeah. Right now we’re in the preparation phase. Usually at this time, the later-stage participants meet up to drink and build camaraderie, or so my Master told me. And behind the scenes, the staff members who came with the later-stage participants exchange business talk. Well, most of it is just confirming what’s already been decided from above, though.”
Baek Rin’s Medical Guild had to do more than just exchange business talk—they had to pre-install formation arrays for emergency medical care, train the newly dispatched doctors, and coordinate operations with the doctors already stationed at the Martial Alliance, making the work considerably more complex.
In modern terms, it was like the medical staff work done before the Olympics.
The Olympics has pole vaulting, swimming, and athletes in thorough protective gear doing fencing with blunt swords.
But here, the problem is that they fight while unleashing sword energy in torrents.
‘I hope they forfeit quickly if it seems dangerous. Please, please….’
Wasn’t it common in the martial world for those in the prime of their youth to stubbornly endure for fear of a single loss, only to end up with half their body paralyzed?
If they were lucky, they’d only be half-paralyzed, but if things went wrong, deaths occurred at the Dragon-Phoenix Conference.
A doctor knew nothing of warriors’ romanticism.
I simply wished that even if they bruised their pride a little, they’d return with their limbs intact, eat delicious food, and enjoy a healthy life.
“The Blood Palace must be busy too.”
“Right. Usually we handle the Hao-mun business matters, but our Master, the Golden King, dumped the work on me and sent me here.”
“So you’re supposed to socialize?”
“To put it nicely, it’s networking. But well, martial world friendships are ultimately shared among similar people. Would righteous faction kids genuinely socialize with evil faction opponents? We good righteous faction children don’t make friends with bad evil faction people~”
“But you said you exploit the black points a lot?”
“That’s what makes it fun. To good righteous faction children, the evil faction feels like an adult’s red book. It’s incredibly entertaining, but from the outside it looks a bit off?”
“I, I see.”
Sama Hyeon shrugged his shoulders.
“So we do become friends, but you can’t think about genuine friendship, older brother. Whether it’s Peng Cheon-sik or Eon Jeong-mu trying to use straws to drink, I’m just being a fun bad friend to them when we play~ I’ll share genuine friendship with true righteous faction children.”
Sama Hyeon already seemed fully intent on inserting straws into the young masters of Ha Buk-paeng-ga and Jin Ju-eonga.
And yet he didn’t lose his sharpness—that was truly the evil faction way.
“Well, ultimately what I’m saying is. I only need you, older brother.”
“Me?”
“You have plenty of connections, don’t you? You healed Namgung Un. And Hyeolpyeon-wang, the overwhelming champion of the last Dragon-Phoenix Conference, seems to welcome you quite warmly.”
‘Even though Dang-a doesn’t seem like it, she’s really quite sentimental.’
Somehow she’d ended up with quite a sinister epithet.
But Jin Cheon-hee had seen that fundamentally, she was a sentimental child who looked after those around her well.
“Or would you like to go around meeting the later-stage participants?”
‘Social activities. Connections… they are important, aren’t they.’
Until departing here, I had admired the sight of warriors around my (physical) age sharing friendship with each other.
But then Hwangbo Mu-hwi picked a fight with me.
And Eon Jeong-mu also picked a fight with me.
“….”
My initial romance about it had faded somewhat.
‘Social activities… connections… they are important, that’s true. But… do I really need to expand my connections at this stage right now.’
The Imperial Palace now has a Baek, and the Medical Guild is thriving.
Once the rose-tinted glasses came off, all that remained was cold reason.
‘The more I wander around, the more trouble I’ll attract.’
Now that a golden goblin named Jin Cheon-hee had appeared in the Martial Alliance, I could only envision martial artists with eyes gleaming for fame rushing in like raiders.
Among them would surely be those who came not merely for renown, but to settle grudges born from anger—over their master, their friends, their disciples.
“….”
I made my decision.
“It seems I don’t need to expand my connections that much.”
“Right? So let’s just the two of us move around somewhere inconspicuous. Once this is over, we won’t see each other for a while anyway.”
Sama Hyeon seemed genuinely disappointed.
“Come to think of it, hasn’t the Wudang Sect arrived yet?”
“They’ll be busy just barely managing the chaos. The Yongfeng Assembly was delayed because of the upheaval at Wudang in the first place.”
And the very reason the Yongfeng Assembly was being held was to discuss evidence against the Hyeolseonggyo in private.
My Master left at first light to meet with the Alliance Leader, several elders, and various sect masters.
‘Given his position, he’ll likely skip the general assembly on purpose, but he plans to meet with them individually.’
There seemed to be much that needed to be discussed before the Wudang Sect arrived.
‘The Chuna Dangju and the Acupuncture Guild Master went to meet with the Medical Guild doctors under the Alliance.’
The Busul-tang Medical Division where I am doesn’t belong to the Martial Alliance in the first place.
It was newly established, and knowledge of Busul itself was still unfamiliar to most.
‘Hmm… I’ve already given all my orders to the senior and middle-ranked doctors under my command….’
I’d said everything that needed saying during the early morning assembly.
I could tighten the screws further, but these fledglings would experience the Martial Arts ER next week anyway.
Their basic training was already complete.
Did I really need to enforce more discipline now…?
‘They haven’t even recovered from their fatigue yet. I shouldn’t push them.’
If they came down with body aches, they’d be useless during the Yongfeng Assembly.
“Let’s play. Brother~ huh? I’m really good at having fun, you know~”
“…Wait a moment. Let me think if there’s anything else I need to do.”
“Gaga. Who are you thinking about, leaving this girl behind?”
Damn it.
“If you won’t play with me, I’ll keep making this voice, brother. I’m really good at making a mess~ you can trust me~”
“Fine. You win. Please stop that.”
At my white flag of surrender, Sama Hyeon giggled.
My younger sibling had grown in body, but remained childish in spirit.
“Let’s rest when we’re together~ brother. You said things will get busy soon, right?”
I knew Sama Hyeon was persistent, but I hadn’t realized he could be this relentless.
Though thinking about it, it made sense.
He was the future Hao Munzhu, the one who would set the world ablaze as the Sisan Blood Calamity and fight against Yeo Ha-ryun.
And he was someone who had clawed his way up from the bottom without even a clan to protect him or any special martial bones.
Without tenacity and relentlessness, it would be impossible.
With deliberate intent, I grasped his arm and hung on it, revealing the practiced technique of a seasoned professional troublemaker.
In the end, I decided to spare time for the future Hao Munzhu.
Which is to say, I agreed to humor him.
“Since you’re a connoisseur, I’ll find you a good restaurant in a quiet place. Just without Hwang-gu and Noeji… right? Those two are excluded.”
Woof!
Squeak!
The two furred beasts voiced their displeasure. But Sama Hyeon paid them no mind and continued.
“But if both beasts come along, we’ll stand out too much~ Just let me have your brother for one day. You must want to rest too, right? How exhausting must it have been taking care of those two all day long?”
“No, Hyeon. I’m actually grateful to them. It wasn’t really that difficult…”
Cutting off my words, Sama Hyeon spoke with glistening eyes.
“…Gaga~★”
‘Damn it. So this is what comes from a Peking Opera background. The emotion in that act is perfectly executed.’
Faced with the professional troublemaker’s masterful technique, I ultimately promised the two spirits a special meal upon my return and stepped outside.

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