Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 252

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Chapter 252
I was diligently writing books at this moment.
Beside me, Jegalling quietly sipped the herbal decoction he had been brewing while observing his disciple.
“Standardized martial techniques. Periodically supplied spiritual medicines. Systematized training methods. The individuality of each warrior must inevitably be suppressed to some degree. Yet through collectivized strength, we demonstrate the power of numbers and scale. That is what we must accomplish going forward.”
A blue light flickered across my eyes.
“It’s more the way of military organizations than the martial world, isn’t it?”
“Indeed. There’s nothing particularly novel about it.”
“Still, the details differ quite a bit.”
Swish, swish.
The brush flowed without hesitation across the page.
This was one of the tasks I had been repeating continuously since arriving at Baekrin Uigak.
Specifically, translating modern surgical medicine to suit the Gangho.
In other words, medical texts on bone-setting and surgery.
“That’s because we are a Medical Guild, not a military organization. Moreover, the warriors coming through Baek Hwan-hu range from unaffiliated wanderers and bounty hunters to guards—each with such distinct characteristics that we have no choice but to differentiate to some degree.”
“Will management work out well?”
“We’re expanding our administrative staff, so don’t worry. Things are progressing well.”
I nodded in acknowledgment.
At first glance, it appeared to be casual conversation between Master and disciple, but in truth, it was a most peculiar situation.
As the disciple, I didn’t fully understand the operations of the sect, while my Master was explaining them to me.
Conversely, it would be astonishing to any of the Four Great Patriarchs who knew Baek Rin-ui-seon well.
For someone so secretive to discuss matters to this extent was truly unprecedented.
“So, Hope. How far do you plan to complete the medical texts?”
“It seems I’ve written about seventy percent of what I know.”
My Master nodded at those words.
“The remaining thirty percent must be knowledge we cannot show to outsiders.”
“Of course there are such things, but… even if we did show them, there are things difficult for others to comprehend.”
Even during my previous life, new anatomical discoveries were continuously being made.
New organs were discovered beneath the skin, causing quite a stir in academic circles.
Lymphatic vessels were found in the meninges, providing another clue toward conquering Alzheimer’s disease.
I was writing down all the medical knowledge I could remember, yet I wondered how many would truly understand it.
‘The knowledge regarding organ transplantation is something I must not yet pass on.’
Even in the modern era, organ transplantation spawned all manner of fraud and crime—how much more so in this hierarchical society.
The martial families alone would do anything to save their own children.
They could sell organs for money and use them to save their families.
Or they might cultivate children for organ transplantation, like assassins in the martial world.
Thus, I was completing the medical texts with all knowledge except those two categories.
At least the foundations of surgical medicine had taken root at Baekrin Uigak.
Now it was time to await the passage of years, watching it bloom magnificently into a great thousand-year-old tree.
“Still, the essential parts are nearly finished. Once I complete the organization of these materials, it will be much easier to educate the Medical Officers of the Guild. Master, you understood it all, didn’t you?”
I asked while holding the manuscript and letting the ink dry.
Jegalling wore a troubled expression.
“I’ve memorized the contents, but understanding it all is proving difficult.”
“Master?”
“There are quite a few parts that differ from the medical knowledge I already possess, so it will take time to organize. Still, I’m grasping the general concepts… but then, are all today’s duties finished?”
“I need to make my rounds now. You know how it is, Master…”
My daily schedule operated on a minute-by-minute basis.
I rose before dawn to practice martial arts.
I compiled medical texts until morning arrived.
Then, once morning came, I made rounds to observe the patients’ conditions.
And there were emergency patients cropping up throughout the day.
“Still, since I’ve cleared one major hurdle with the medical text, I should have a bit more free time starting tomorrow. But why are you asking if my duties are finished? You know my schedule as well as I do, Master.”
My Master answered my question.
“Hmm, a letter arrived not long ago. A rather prominent figure has made a request—asking if we could take on one patient.”
A prominent figure.
It was rare to hear such words from my Master’s lips.
Consider the countless sect leaders and elders, along with officials, who visited the Medical Guild’s main headquarters.
No matter how much power one possessed, as long as one wore human flesh, illness would eventually come.
When that happened, they would naturally use their influence to seek out the finest physicians at any cost.
Baekrin Medical Guild, Hwaju Medical Institute, and on the Sima Waidao side, the Heukjeon Medical Guild.
It was only natural that they would seek out the headquarters of these three institutions.
For such a word as “prominent figure” to emerge from my Master’s mouth meant this was quite a significant person.
“It seems to be a rather ‘special’ patient.”
In modern terminology, one might call them a VIP?
Such VIPs left behind substantial donations.
These donations received were used for the Medical Guild’s operations and charitable works.
In a way, it resembled the modern Earth hospital system—specifically the American one.
‘I once competed with Hwaju Medical Institute and Lord Ju Wang over a patient.’
My Master continued calmly.
“The patient is complaining of hearing loss and dizziness.”
“I see…”
With just these two symptoms, there were far too many possible conditions to consider.
However, if a prominent figure had come to the Medical Guild’s main headquarters, it meant their personal physicians had failed to treat them.
That suggested the condition was likely quite difficult to cure.
“The letter came with an inquiry about whether we could heal them… but the problem is they want to set up a competition.”
“A competition?”
“They made it clear from the start—they’ll choose between us and Hwaju Medical Institute to entrust the treatment. They’ve stated the compensation will be substantial if we simply succeed in treating them.”
Normally, a physician receiving such a prominent figure would snort confidently and declare they would absolutely succeed.
But I showed hesitation instead.
“It’s difficult to give an answer before I’ve examined the patient’s pulse…”
Hearing loss and dizziness.
As a general surgeon, this was outside my area of expertise.
‘This should go to otolaryngology, shouldn’t it? But wait, does this world even have otolaryngology… No, it doesn’t. Right, it doesn’t.’
I knew the fundamentals well enough, and I’d done collaborative consultations a few times.
But that was the extent of it.
Unless I were a specialist in that field, my concerns were unavoidable.
“So Hwaju Medical Institute claims to be confident about this.”
“Does Hwaju Medical Institute have an otolaryngology specialist?”
‘If there were another reincarnated otolaryngology specialist besides me….’
I still harbored the hope that specialists might rain down from the heavens.
Normally I would have wished for an orthopedic surgeon, but now an otolaryngology specialist was desperately needed.
“…I don’t understand what you’re saying. They said they would attempt to cure it with herbal decoctions if we simply entrust the patient to them.”
‘Reality is truly cold.’
Herbal decoctions, though?
‘Hmm…. Is there an answer in naturally developed Gangho medicine? Or are they just making a bold claim to impress a VIP?’
Gangho medicine possessed aspects that modern medicine could not explain, and particularly in natural healing, it demonstrated extraordinary effectiveness.
Even on twenty-first century Earth, there were cases where patients diagnosed as needing amputation for frostbite were cured by acupuncture.
The medicine of the Gangho martial realm surpassed even that.
“Whether it’s our institute or Hwaju Medical Institute, the patient’s health comes first. I hope we can treat whatever illness this is.”
“Hehehehe. There is perhaps no other doctor in all the realm who could speak such words about a prominent figure.”
My Master let out a small laugh as if he found it absurd.
“In any case, they say they will arrive tomorrow. They’ll come here after visiting Hwaju Medical Institute first.”
At those words, my eyes gleamed coldly.
“That suggests they haven’t found a proper treatment method yet.”
“Indeed. Competition, after all, merely stimulates the pride between us and Hwaju Medical Institute. There must be some underlying circumstance.”
There were plenty of doctors on Earth who worked from ambition, so it seemed they intended to exploit that.
This was more the way of a politician than a martial artist.
“In any case… I’d like to take their pulse.”
Though I wasn’t entirely satisfied, the patient’s life ultimately took priority.
If it were nothing serious, I could simply prescribe treatment and send them on their way.
But having come this far, I sensed it wouldn’t be so simple.
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The next day, after midday.
A visitor arrived accompanied by thirty guards and twenty servants.
There was one patient, yet fifty people attended to them.
That alone conveyed considerable pressure.
I hid behind the roof, chewing on rice balls while observing the spectacle from a distance.
‘So this is the Eunuch General’s Granddaughter?’
The Eunuch General. A eunuch by origin and leader of the palace eunuchs.
From what I heard, he had entered the imperial palace as a eunuch while still young.
Through the fierce struggle for imperial succession, he had navigated the political currents with remarkable skill, entering the core of power.
Before anyone even considered pushing the Twin Princes toward the throne, this eunuch alone served both of them.
When everyone dismissed them as a worthless investment, he was the sole voice crying out, “These princes will succeed! They will!”
Moreover, it would be difficult to claim his motivation was merely securing an emperor’s favor, for he lost one arm in the past while attempting to rescue the Twin Princes.
There was no explanation for such devotion other than absolute loyalty.
The darkest period of the Emperor’s life.
The only eunuch who willingly sacrificed an arm for his sake.
There was no reason not to cherish him.
After that, when His Majesty ascended the throne, this eunuch became the living symbol of the Emperor’s innermost trust.
Subsequently, he received a surname bestowed by His Majesty and adopted both a son and a daughter, raising them as his own.
Though unable to father children of his own body, the way he loved his two adopted children as dearly as biological offspring had become quite the celebrated tale throughout the empire.
‘And his granddaughter is my patient… He truly is a formidable figure.’
If he doted so greatly on his children, how much more precious must his granddaughter be to him.
The anecdote that he personally swaddled her and carried her on his back from before she could even walk was famous throughout the capital.
‘Yet regardless of such virtuous tales, the Eunuch General is hardly a warm or benevolent man. Everyone suspects the countless schemes and machinations he orchestrated behind the scenes before His Majesty secured power.’
Countless bloodshed, perilous struggles, conspiracies and intrigues.
No matter how deeply he loved his children, the Eunuch General remained an old schemer of the imperial palace.
Love and the struggle for power were entirely separate matters.
‘That is a world apart from mine.’
I finished the last corner of my rice ball and brushed the crumbs from my hands.
‘That should suffice for lunch.’
Now I needed to rush off as though I had just received the report, perform the proper courtesies, and receive my patient.
Just then, one of the Medical Officers called out to me urgently.

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