Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 208

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Chapter 208
Given the circumstances, I lightened my appearance and covered my face with a wide-brimmed hat.
The restaurant Sama Hyeon recommended appeared to be a dining establishment affiliated with the orthodox faction, befitting the Martial Arts Alliance. Yet judging by how the owner greeted Sama Hyeon warmly, they seemed connected in some way.
“The crab meat sweet and sour pork here is excellent, brother.”
“Crab meat sweet and sour pork? They don’t seem to serve that here.”
A menu hung on the wall displaying their offerings, but crab meat sweet and sour pork was nowhere to be found.
“Server, one large plate of crab meat sweet and sour pork!”
Sama Hyeon casually called over the server and ordered the dish.
“Ah! Of course! The owner instructed us to prepare whatever the great master desires without hesitation.”
The server bowed respectfully and took the order as if it were routine.
“Only a select few regular customers can eat it.”
“Do you come here often?”
“Not really. I’m with the Martial Arts Alliance—how could I come here frequently?”
Then how did he manage to order it? I asked, and Sama Hyeon answered.
“It’s nothing special. I mentioned it before—the Golden Blood House is running a new venture. The owner’s family was on the verge of being dragged away to the salt fields, but he survived. With his excellent skills, he repaid the debt quickly. The Golden Blood House is quite satisfied with the profits from this arrangement.”
“That’s fortunate.”
“After repaying the debt, he borrowed again from the Golden Blood House to open this inn. It hasn’t been long since opening, so word hasn’t spread yet, but customers will flock here soon enough.”
I thought it was remarkable that he’d already planned to borrow again after repaying everything.
Sama Hyeon responded as if asking what I meant.
“Brother, did you live in some other world? Where else can you find a place that doesn’t beat debtors, doesn’t kidnap them, doesn’t sell them to salt fields, and actually helps them repay their debts besides us?”
Ah, that’s right. This is the martial world.
I immediately took a sip of tea.
“The interest rate remained the same?”
“We reduced it by about ten percent. He’s an excellent customer, and the principal was quite substantial. Yes, great ventures require great risks. Let’s support our customer.”
Perhaps Sama Hyeon was born in the wrong era.
Maybe someone destined to be born on modern Earth ended up in this martial arts world instead, causing catastrophes like the Sisan Blood Sea incident.
Had he been born on Earth, wouldn’t he have become an idol or actor, leveraging his natural talents?
And then retired at an appropriate time to establish a cult or perhaps a multi-level marketing scheme…
‘That would be problematic in its own way.’
In any case, he wasn’t the type to live like ordinary people.
“Here’s your crab meat sweet and sour pork! We’ve also added a small dragon bun on the side, great master!”
While we conversed, the server set down the food.
The aroma was far more enticing than expected, making my eyes widen.
“Did they really extract each piece of crab meat individually to make this sweet and sour pork?”
“It requires tremendous labor. That’s why it’s not on the regular menu.”
Crunch—
As I placed it in my mouth, I felt the savory, crispy exterior.
One bite released the leg meat and juices of the crab in an explosive burst.
The sweet sauce characteristic of this dish added to the experience—it was nothing short of heavenly.
!
I fell silent at that moment, wielding my chopsticks valiantly to claim even one more piece of crab meat.
Seeing that my older brother was satisfied, Sama Hyeon was equally pleased.
“I knew this would suit your taste, brother.”
With that, he ordered two more plates from the server.
Watching the speed at which I ate, two plates seemed like they might not be enough, but he figured that after eating that much, I’d want to try other dishes, so he could always take me to another establishment later.
Just then, a tremendous crash echoed through the inn.
“Hm?”
With crab meat sauce still in my mouth, I turned my gaze only to see a human body hurtling toward our table.
Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong—emergency activation!
With the single-minded determination to protect my meal, I activated my mind at full capacity.
It was perhaps more forceful than usual, but regardless—I had to protect my rice, my meal!
The moment the technique activated, the incoming body seemed to move impossibly slowly.
I grasped the back of the man’s head and spun him once using the fundamental technique of Taecheong Mountain Water.
The subtle principles of the Taeguk, infused with my obsession over crab meat.
Then I hurled that spinning body to the side.
Crash!
“What is this—even dogs aren’t bothered while eating, yet here we are!”
This was already the third time my meal had been interrupted.
At this rate, I was beginning to wonder if the Martial Arts Alliance had some cursed vein running through it that caused people to pick fights during meals.
Yet no one paid any attention to me.
“They’re enemies of our sect! Strike them down!”
“They say sworn enemies meet on a single log bridge. Well met indeed! Jeokwol Faction!”
Two groups of martial artists were engaged in a full-scale brawl.
They had drawn swords, sabers, and even axes, clashing against one another.
‘A grudge of the martial world, perhaps.’
Could old vendettas truly erupt even in this small inn that had only recently opened?
The way they hurled killing strikes at each other showed they were deadly serious.
The server crouched beneath a table, crying out “Oh, great heroes, please spare us!” while others quietly retreated.
The innkeeper didn’t even emerge.
Without martial training, stepping out risked being caught by a stray blade, and no one would take responsibility for that.
‘Right, just like in those martial arts films—the inns always get destroyed like this.’
The way red tables shattered under the strikes of masters was quite spectacular.
“Sigh, Hyeon-a. I like the martial world, but I don’t like martial artists.”
“Oh~ what do you mean by that, brother?”
“Think about it. When they fight and get injured like that, where do you think they’ll come running? Actually… I can already see many of them are hurt.”
If I weren’t the one who had to treat them, this might have looked more romantic.
Sama Hyeon looked at me with a pitying expression for a moment, then grinned widely as he extended his large, powerful hands.
“If they’re dead, there’s no need to treat them, right brother?”
Was he suggesting he’d kill them all to prevent my exhaustion?
‘No matter how skilled a divine physician I am, I can’t revive the dead. He’s got a point, but…’
The problem was that I had far exceeded the bounds of human decency.
“Just stay still. Please.”
In that instant, a blade plunged downward toward the enemy’s brow.
If I couldn’t evade, I would die. Even if I did, my shoulder would suffer grievous injury, leaving my arm useless—a dire predicament!
“…!”
As everyone’s eyes widened in shock, I immediately channeled qi into my fingers and flicked them lightly.
Flick of the Heavens.
My modified direct strike technique.
Joyful Qi Projectile–!
A qi projectile infused with frigid force burst forth from my fingertips, striking the blade with perfect precision.
Clang-!
As though struck by a bullet, the iron sword shattered.
The sound of the blade breaking was so loud that everyone’s movements froze for a moment.
Sama Hyeon’s eyes gleamed.
“Wow… brother, that was incredible! What martial art was that?”
“The Flick of the Heavens from the Jeonshin School.”
I answered briefly and kept my gaze fixed on my opponent.
If it meant protecting this crab meat sweet and sour dish, I was prepared to shatter every blade in this inn.
The martial artist whose sword had broken did not grow agitated. Instead, he sheathed the broken blade.
Then he clasped his fist toward me in salute.
“I apologize for the disturbance. I am Haeong-cheong of the Jeokwol Sect. Might I ask which esteemed master has graced us with their presence?”
In that moment, countless thoughts flooded my mind.
Should I simply give a false name and slip away?
Or should I tell him to mind his own business and finish my remaining crab meat sweet and sour dish?
But the sight of the injured people before me became the problem.
‘Tsk. I suppose I have no choice.’
I removed my wide-brimmed hat and rose from my seat.
“It was I. Throwing killing strikes seemed excessive to me. Moreover, this is an inn—a public place. There are other patrons here, and conducting yourself this way while people are dining hardly seems appropriate.”
Crab meat sweet and sour dish.
My crab meat sweet and sour dish….
Swallowing those words, I spoke of a doctor’s calling instead.
Haeong-cheong of the Jeokwol Sect was momentarily taken aback.
Without saying ‘stop’, ‘cease’, or ‘what is the meaning of this’, he simply shattered the blade outright—I had taken him for a foul-tempered eccentric master, yet here was this young, refined gentleman speaking such common sense!
It was difficult to gauge the opponent’s true nature, but in any case, he was clearly a master.
I decided the most prudent course was to respond with utmost courtesy.
“I beg your pardon for the intrusion. Might I have the honor of learning your esteemed name and title…?”
“I am Jin Cheon-hee of Baekrin Uigak.”
At those words, both sides cried out in astonishment.
“Seo Baek-ryong Jin Cheon-hee!”
“The Patriarch of Baekrin Uigak?”
“By the way, where did the dog and the hawk go?”
Right. Where could they have gone…
I even sold special dishes to leave them behind. What good did that do?
The handsome young man before my eyes wore an expression as though his very soul had departed.
He resembled an elderly man who had weathered all of life’s storms.
I exhaled a long sigh. Then, as if deciding to forget everything, I approached the scene of the conflict.
“Since I’m already involved, I may as well examine the patients for a moment.”
“Patients? What do you mean…”
Before I could answer, I first examined a patient with a wound to the abdomen.
I quickly stopped the bleeding by striking acupoints, then assessed the qi flow using the Five Elements True Qi technique.
‘This should be… fine.’
“Ooh!”
Everyone was astonished by my swift and precise hand movements.
“Truly the successor of Baekrin Uigak!”
But there was one more thing to be surprised about.
The martial artists, including the patient, all thought the same thing simultaneously.
‘Why is this? Why do I sense such formidable qi emanating from the doctor’s acupoint strikes?’
It even created an uncanny sense of pressure, as though I were about to strike the vital points of an enemy rather than treat a patient.
Regardless, I immediately instructed them to head to the temporary emergency room that Baekrin Uigak had set up.
Since the Yongbong Assembly hadn’t officially begun, we weren’t formally accepting patients yet, but injuries of this severity weren’t difficult to treat, and they could serve as practical training for the middle-ranked physicians.
‘I wish… they would simply live peacefully without cutting each other with blades.’
But I knew that wish would never come true.
‘The next one… appears to be a fracture.’
A fracture. Fortunately, a clean break in a single location.
“Don’t move. If you move carelessly, you’ll only make things worse.”
I immediately performed manual reduction and fashioned a splint using a broken table leg.
“Aaagh!”
“You mustn’t move.”
The emergency treatment wasn’t even finished, yet he suddenly tried to stand and grab his blade.
‘Truly remarkable. A true martial artist indeed. The Yongbong Assembly hasn’t even started, and he won’t listen to a word the doctor says…?’
Tears blur my vision.
This is like a preview demo version of a game.
My flesh already trembles at the thought of what will happen once the main game begins.
Just then, a loud commotion erupted from outside.
“Stop fighting at once!”
They were martial artists from the Martial Arts Alliance.
They had apparently rushed over after receiving a report.
“Huh…?”
I had expected them to be in the midst of fierce combat, but instead the interior of the inn was surprisingly clean, with two patients who had received emergency treatment.
Even the atmosphere had become strangely solemn.
The martial arts disciples asked in bewilderment.
“…What in the world has happened here?”

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