Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 310

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Chapter 310
‘This purification technique is more useful than I expected.’
Compared to that shaman I met in Wannung long ago, his skill fell far short, but it was more than sufficient to provide emergency treatment in urgent situations.
Thanks to this, the patient regained consciousness and recovered enough to speak.
“Ugh….”
“You mustn’t force yourself to walk. I’ll take you to a nearby clinic as soon as dawn breaks.”
“Much obliged.”
The warrior said so and lay back down.
Since his condition was stable, I just needed to deliver him to the local medical clinic and they would take care of him from there.
“This humble one is Yeong Chu-sam of the Cheonggeom Sect. I heard a secret manual had been discovered, so I was heading there just in case when I encountered the Black Dao’s Bloody Demon Sword and got into a fight, which is how I ended up like this.”
Hmm. I don’t know either of them.
I’ve never heard their names in the martial world, and they don’t appear in any novels, so they seem to be extras with no significance….
“But why didn’t you try to stop the bleeding? If you had sealed the pressure points….”
“Uh… it was difficult to identify which points were the vital ones….”
Watching the other man answer with some embarrassment, I found myself wrapped in doubt.
‘Hmm? Even for small to mid-sized sects, don’t they teach the basic vital points?’
I subtly sent a transmission to Cheonwoo, and he answered like this.
[Memorizing the vital points is harder than you’d think. And it’s awkward to say, but… half of the martial world is illiterate.]
Illiterate.
I roughly knew about that.
In the Republic of Korea where I’m from, the literacy rate was originally low, but even in modern times many nations have high illiteracy rates.
There’s no need to mention this place.
This was why I included so many illustrations in the medical texts I created for distribution.
‘If it’s half, that’s still slightly higher than the general commoners.’
From what I could sense, it seemed like roughly 80% or more were illiterate.
That was based on mid-sized cities, and it would be even higher in rural mountainous areas.
But another question arose.
[Then how do they learn martial arts in the first place?]
[They train at places where masters teach through oral transmission. Usually martial instructors teach that way.]
Oral transmission meant explanation through speech.
‘Hmm… I see.’
I had been somewhat arrogant, thinking I’d learned quite a lot about how the world works by now.
But I was wrong.
Thinking about it, even at the Dragon Phoenix Assembly, I exchanged martial techniques with many warriors, but I never seriously contemplated their lives.
I was simply overwhelmed with how to treat the endless stream of patients flooding in.
‘Come to think of it, that’s right. Most warriors aren’t members of some sect—they’re people born with martial talent who entered under a martial instructor and picked up martial arts almost by accident.’
Of course, the martial world is moved by the Nine Great Sects and Eight Great Families.
But most of those filling the Dosan Swordforest would be people like this.
I keenly felt how far the road ahead still is.
‘So that’s why Master emphasized hiring martial artists who explain things well when building the martial arts city.’
This was advice my Master gave when establishing the Martial Arts City.
-Hope, even if my martial prowess falls somewhat short, I absolutely need one or two warriors who speak well.
At that time, I naively thought, ‘Ah, he’s being considerate of illiterate warriors.’
But half of the martial artists in the jianghu can’t read! Isn’t that the level where you absolutely need instructors to explain things verbally?
“Ahem, Baek-ui Sinryong, Great Hero.”
“Yes?”
The warrior hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“Is it perhaps not yet time for a meal…, sir?”
This one also wanted food.
However, I could not permit it.
“I understand you’re hungry, but it’s better not to eat today. Instead, I have emergency pills made specifically for situations like this….”
“No, no sir. No! I’m already grateful just to be alive. Thank you so much!”
* * *
As soon as dawn broke, I transferred the patient to the nearest village.
Fortunately, there was a Baek Rin Medical Guild branch there.
The doctors at the branch came out as if they’d encountered a star, all eager to see me.
“Your treatment is remarkably clean. Truly worthy of the Patriarch!”
“But to achieve this level with just emergency treatment….”
“I learned sorcery from outside the sect and have been applying it experimentally.”
“Ooh!”
All the doctors’ eyes lit up. Though they might have been resistant to sorcery from outside the sect, these were people who harbored no prejudice when it came to saving lives.
‘Right, if I learn a bit more and can save patients….’
I felt like I understood their sentiment.
“Can we learn this when we go for training at the main headquarters later?”
“Since it’s selective about who learns it… the possibility is likely low.”
“Then.”
“Even so, we plan to dispatch one person to each branch. For now… if we can secure the personnel, that is.”
Doctors are always in short supply.
Especially doctors trained in martial arts in the jianghu are even scarcer.
To treat warriors, learning martial arts is essential, but simultaneously studying medicine is also required, so there aren’t many talented people who can do both.
‘But we can’t be careless in recruitment either. They need good character too.’
Whether on Earth or in the martial world, the profession of doctor is one that can easily wear people down.
‘I hope Sama-hye grows well.’
I’ve been receiving reports in my spare moments, and I hear she’s approaching it with tremendous enthusiasm.
She herself has a body that requires lifelong management, and having suffered gravely enough to contemplate death at such a young age, that experience has become a driving motivation for her.
The saying that blessings come with hardship might be, in a sense, just flattery from adults.
However, it is Sama-hye herself who is shaping who she is now.
If young doctors like Sama-hye gather in the system I’ve created, won’t something greater be built?
‘Even if I disappear, the medical arts can continue to be passed down to that extent.’
Cheonwoo would probably be angry if he heard this.
However, as a swordmaster who wielded a blade in combat, I had always considered the worst-case scenarios.
I would do my best to survive, and I would continue forward for the sake of what I wished to accomplish.
‘But someday, an unlucky day might come.’
Wasn’t that simply the nature of life?
Even the mightiest warrior could return as nothing more than a handful of blood one day, and it would be no surprise.
“With news that the Eight Great Absolute Techniques have appeared in the martial world, the doctors of our Medical Guild have grown restless as well.”
It was only natural.
Factions seeking the Eight Great Absolute Techniques would inevitably clash in bloody battles, and ultimately, the Baek Rin Medical Guild had decided to send support as well.
“Patriarch, I pray you return in good health.”
“Without injury, Patriarch.”
“You must not be harmed. If you sense danger, please return immediately.”
“That’s right. No one would blame you.”
Everyone expressed their concern for me in unison. I chuckled softly and replied thus.
“Do not worry. I will take care and return safely.”
The eldest among the doctors, Sang Ui-won, stepped forward.
“Though it may be presumptuous advice… Patriarch, you are not alone. You must not forget that many people depend on you.”
I nodded heavily.
* * *
At the same time, the Supreme Commander of the Sapa Alliance was studying a map.
Saboe Bukgung Sansan.
As the Supreme Commander of the Sapa Alliance, she was known as Saboe—the Evil Brain.
In other words, she bore the epithet of the Wicked Mind.
Born into the Bukgung Clan, which had been exterminated, she had risen to her position through that brilliant intellect alone.
As the strategist of the Sapa, her methods were known to be extraordinarily cruel and cunning.
It was no wonder that she bore the epithet of the Evil Brain.
In the field tent, she gazed down at the map for a long while.
Across the map of the Central Plains, numerous pieces were scattered and positioned like seeds.
‘The Cheonma of the Demonic Cult remains silent, yet the Six Houses of Demons beneath her grow greedy and move. The hypocrites of the Martial Alliance, as always, will quietly crack sunflower seeds from the shadows. Kekeke….’
Tap—
She rearranged the pieces on the board, placing each sect’s pieces where she calculated they would have moved by now.
‘Indeed, their direction is toward the Baek Rin Medical Guild. If I capture this young Gwangryong… I can certainly obtain the winning hand in this gamble. Hmm….’
She tapped the table repeatedly, then fell into thought once more.
‘However, if I do this, I will make an eternal enemy of the Baek Rin Medical Guild. Is the Patcheon Musang Divine Art worth such a price?’
No.
Her mind told her it was not worth it. Yet a strategist is merely an advisor, not a king.
‘However, the Sapa Alliance demands that I find a way, no matter what blood is shed….’
It was indeed unreasonable.
But wasn’t a strategist precisely the sort of being who devised methods to fulfill such unreasonable and foolish demands?
‘Very well. If they wish it so, I shall do as commanded, and if it fails, so be it.’
I am merely a salaried worker who processes tasks because the chairman ordered it, even while knowing the company may collapse in the future.
‘Well then, the only way is to kidnap Baekui Gwangryong.’
In the martial world of Kangho, there were no electronic devices or internet.
She had not yet received information that Jin Cheon-hee had reached the realm of Hwagyeong.
* * *
How long had we been riding?
The sun had set. Fortunately, a small city appeared in the distance at just the right moment.
“Shall we rest there?”
“Yes. I’m done with sleeping under the stars.”
Romance is fine for a day or two, but now I wanted to sleep in a warm blanket without catching the night dew.
Woof!
“That’s right, Hwang-gu. You want to sleep somewhere warm too, don’t you?”
Noeji had already been asleep on my head for a while.
Finding a decent-looking inn and stepping inside, the server waved his hand.
“My apologies. We’re completely full.”
Looking inside, the inn was already packed with martial artists.
After checking several more inns, I finally found one with an available room and managed to enter.
‘So all these martial artists are after the secret manual. No wonder they call it the blood storm.’
What had been written as a single line in novels felt entirely different when actually experienced.
Between the smell of alcohol, the sharp metallic scent of blood drifted through the air.
There must be warriors who had fought bloody battles before coming to the inn.
Even washing a blade in the river, human blood and fat don’t rinse away as easily as one might think.
But that too was the law of this world.
Jin Cheon-hee pretended not to notice and ordered several of the inn’s signature dishes, slowly sipping tea while waiting for the food to arrive.
Around me, martial artists who had already recognized Jin Cheon-hee began whispering.
‘Isn’t that Baekui Gwangryong? The big dog and the hawk. And the medicine box on the back. It’s definitely her.’
‘More than that, it’s that face. Just as the rumors said—a stunning beauty. I heard all the female swordmasters worth their salt are after her. It’s no exaggeration.’
‘Even the Botatun Swordmasters are after her like that?’
‘Even if they broke their vows, with that beauty they couldn’t help it. And I heard the Sapa Matriarchs are after her too.’
How were these rumors spreading? Jin Cheon-hee’s face flushed red as she pretended not to hear and sipped her tea.

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