Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 328

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Chapter 328
Everyone present came to understand that Jin Cheon-hee was thoroughly mad. And they realized he could devise strategies that ordinary martial artists of the great families couldn’t even imagine.
‘I will do my utmost to use sound techniques to circle around and render everyone combat ineffective.’
It was truly insane talk, yet the terrifying part was that it was realistically possible.
In Gangho, sound techniques were typically the lowest-ranked weapons among swords, spears, fists, bows, sabers, and whips.
Moreover, sound techniques were usually focused on striking metal or playing flutes to confuse opponents, or extending force like finger flicking techniques to create destructive power.
Yet this madman was essentially saying: I can produce loud sounds, shake your eardrums with them, and even scatter your wits.
One could only wonder who in the world had given this lunatic sound techniques, or wish that he’d be struck by lightning on the street.
On top of that, his martial prowess was absolute—he was the Baekui Gwangryong who had overwhelmingly subdued the Minor Sect Leader of the Demon Sect.
Though the Minor Sect Leader of the Demon Sect had fought Changwang, restrained Sulgye, and taken damage from both sides.
Still, such an overwhelming difference in power made no sense.
Not only was the rumor of Hwagyeong true, but even a Demon Sect master who had long since reached Hwagyeong was being handled like this.
And this monster was running around with a gong mounted on his throat, shouting?
Never directly clashing, only skirmishing from the edges?
This was absolutely impossible to catch.
Even the Martial Arts Alliance Leader couldn’t capture this bastard.
Even with Sulgye, one of the Three, present here, they couldn’t catch him.
‘Why… why did it have to be someone from Jegallga whose footwork is absolute…’
It might have been easier to catch him if he were from a family like Hwangbo Sega, which focused more on raw power than footwork.
Like master, like disciple.
The old monsters who remembered Jegalling’s past were horrified seeing Jin Cheon-hee, who had gone completely mad in a 180-degree turn similar to the days of Hyeolrin Gwangsal.
-They say he diagnoses while beating you if you rush at him.
-They say he inflicts the torments of hell under the guise of pursuing blood and qi.
-They say he won’t let kidney stone patients drink alcohol.
No one knew who started that last rumor, but it spread among people at an astonishing speed.
And in the end.
The war to seize Bidong was concluded because of one mad doctor named Jin Cheon-hee.
And after daybreak.
Jin Cheon-hee returned to conducting himself in a manner that appeared composed to the eyes of Gangho’s people.
“Next patient!”
Active medical relief operations.
Baekrin Medical Guild had independently settled Hyeolseonggyo and come to Bidong to begin treatment.
I had firmly declared that exploration of Bidong would come only after treatment was complete.
And no one could go against this madman’s word.
* * *
After exchanging blows and falling victim to Hyeolseonggyo’s schemes, there were still many patients despite the cleanup efforts.
‘If we’d been delayed just a bit more, it would have been catastrophic.’
Even though Dong Cheon-gun’s target had been my Master Jegalling.
If the Jeongsa had completely lost all their strength in this battle, it was obvious who would benefit most.
Once things had completely settled into a lull, I was able to request additional support from nearby Medical Guilds.
Sulgye stared intently at Jin Cheon-hee.
“You really are a money-grubbing bastard, aren’t you?”
“Ah… well….”
At that very moment, I was just finishing the sutures on the Sapha warrior’s torn fingers.
Fortunately, the wound wasn’t deep enough to require more than this level of stitching, otherwise the fingers would have been useless for life if the blade had gone any deeper.
“Do all the Baekrin Medical Guild members work as fast as you?”
“…Just a moment….”
“Answer when an old man asks you. Damn it.”
I made my assessment of Sulgye.
‘…Among the greatest under heaven, Sulgye is truly a troublemaker.’
He wants detailed and courteous answers even though I’m swamped, and he stubbornly clings to me during treatment despite being unhelpful.
Though to be fair, he did help bring the battle to a complete lull.
He doesn’t seem malicious, so I’m putting up with it.
“I cannot say if I’m as fast as you, but all the Medical Staff possess sufficient speed to treat patients adequately.”
“That’s a complicated way of putting it. You’re the fastest at acupuncture in Sapha, and you treat well too? That’s what you mean, right?”
‘I specialize in moxibustion, Sulgye. Moxibustion!’
My Master is quite skilled at acupuncture as well, but his specialty is needlework.
I cannot match my Master in acupuncture.
“Won’t you join Sapha?”
“I won’t. Why would I?”
“What’s that medicine?”
“The Patriarch of Pharmacists reformulated the trauma medicine according to Baekrin Medical Guild standards… Yoo Ho!”
I considered just throwing the question at Yoo Ho instead, but he’s unresponsive.
When I turned my head to check, Yoo Ho was already swamped with work.
“Hey, but that stitching method is quite unusual. When making corpses, does it stitch well if you do it this way?”
Please don’t corner a busy medical professional in the emergency area and force them into small talk… or follow them around stalking them.
“You really do treat well. Where did you learn that?”
The truly annoying thing is that in this world of Confucian supremacy, nothing is more important than one’s lineage.
I have to answer this.
“It originated from a distant continent, and the founder is Hippocrates.”
“Single-lineage transmission?”
“… It somehow ended up that way.”
Unless another doctor falls into this world, it will remain single-lineage transmission.
“Damn it! I became single-lineage transmission too. No wait, I wasn’t originally single-lineage… everyone died and I’m the only one left, so now I’m single-lineage.”
‘Sulgye… please… ugh….’
As I moved to treat the next patient, Sulgye immediately stood up and followed right behind me.
At that moment.
Tap—
“Sulgye. Tea and refreshments are prepared.”
“Baek Rin?”
“Hahaha, do come here.”
My Master’s mouth was smiling, but his eyes were not.
That’s right. His eyes were saying he would kill anyone who bothered his disciple any further.
Having already experienced the dog-like situation of dividing Mudang Gwon-je and his disciple, my Master truly despised Sulgye’s pestering.
“No, it’s not that I covet him. I’m just curious.”
“Hahaha….”
“He’s quite impressive, isn’t he? In such a situation, who else would cause such a commotion besides him?”
“Hahaha….”
“I’m purely curious about what he was thinking when he did that.”
“Ha.”
The laughter grew progressively shorter.
When he finally exhaled a brief breath—whether a sigh, an exclamation, or a warning laden with killing intent, I couldn’t tell—Sulgye clicked his tongue.
“Damn it! What’s so great about coddling your disciple like that!”
“Let us depart.”
Before I kill you.
It was strange. Jegalling had not spoken those final words aloud, yet everyone heard them clearly.
Even Sulgye seemed to have heard them.
He reluctantly turned his head away.
“Hey, Baek-ui Sinryong! Still, by any chance, do you have no interest in sorcery… Gaaahhhhh!”
As Jegalling cut a single strand of Sulgye’s hair, killing intent radiated outward.
It was a supreme technique born purely from willpower.
“You madman! Are you trying to fight here?!”
“Let us go. Sul. Gye. Sir. Mudang Gwon-je is waiting with eyes wide open.”
In the end, Sulgye had no choice but to abandon his lingering thoughts.
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The Baekrin Medical Guild’s treatment was swift. The lightly wounded were healed within days to a level where they could use martial arts again.
The seriously wounded were gathered in treatment tents for each faction.
Divided into four sections, the tents were guarded by Baekrin Medical Guild warriors, strictly preventing patients from different factions from entering.
After providing emergency treatment and bringing them to a transportable condition, each faction would divide the patients and begin transporting them.
Then formal hospitalization treatment would commence at each faction’s base.
Since this was a world without carriages, moving patients required careful consideration.
‘Light martial arts play a significant role here too.’
Strangely enough, the Baekrin Medical Guild warriors specialized in light martial arts and archery.
Movement and covering fire.
Because emergency rescue and transport took priority during blood-soaked conflicts.
It was perfect for maintaining formations and attacking during assaults like those from Hyeolseonggyo earlier.
After treating and sending off patients one by one like this.
There were now almost no patients remaining in the temporary treatment center.
This temporary lull would soon end.
Ultimately, the leaders of the Demon Sect, the Martial Arts Alliance, and the Heterodox Sects had to gather once more.
The Martial Arts Alliance Leader and Gwon Je.
The Minor Sect Leader Heukun and Cheong-yeon.
Sulgye.
And from the beginning, Baek Rin-ui-seon, who had volunteered as mediator, and Jin Cheon-hee, the Patriarch.
Thus four factions gathered and began their conference.
‘The greatest issue is who will enter Bidong.’
Since the clash of blades had ended, only words and political maneuvering remained.
A rather tedious debate ensued.
Yet a conclusion was reached.
“First, a portion of each faction’s forces will gather and enter together. Second, we designate a mediator acceptable to all three factions to enter with us. That should settle it, yes?”
“Damn it. I want the Baekui Gwangryong.”
Sulgye suddenly threw out his words.
Changwang and Cheong-yeon simultaneously fixed their gaze upon Sulgye with eyes that asked, ‘Did this bastard just make the first move?’
“I chose first? You got a problem with that?”
However, in this Confucian society where one ate with a sword, Jang Yu Yuseo was something that could not be ignored even in Gangho—age counted for half. Moreover, Sulgye’s faction possessed a clear justification.
“Our sect was supposed to enter first, but it was you bastards who broke that agreement. Kyahaha, ptui!”
That was right.
This was the justification.
At those words, Changwang Akjin found himself at a loss for words. Rather, he had nothing to say.
Yet he did not cease his thinking, calculating gains and losses while remaining silent as a mute with honey in his mouth.
‘If Baekui Gwangryong were on our side, it would be an invaluable card. Certainly, given his nature, if blades were drawn, he would surely intervene.’
Simultaneously, Cheong-yeon harbored similar thoughts.
‘There’s no one else who wouldn’t be bought by any of the three factions and would reliably do something insane.’
As the three factions each organized their thoughts, Jin Cheon-hee lightly nodded and opened his mouth.
“I will do it.”
If I unleash sound waves from within Bidong, there’s no predicting how the echoes will resound.
‘I could fill the entire cave with the sound of fingernails scraping a chalkboard.’
It was similar to the principle of how sound echoes in a bathroom.
No one could overcome that bone-chilling resonance created by the cave.
Once that was settled, everything else became rather simple. Various discussions continued. It was only natural that the number of people entering and the method came up.
“Everyone should understand that simply sending many people into Bidong isn’t the answer. You must enter in appropriate numbers. Doesn’t everyone know the orthodox method for exploring Bidong?”
At Sulgye’s words, Jin Cheon-hee’s ears perked up.
‘Oh, there’s something like that?’
Though Jin Cheon-hee had read countless novels, he had no knowledge of an orthodox method for exploring Bidong. Yet the way Sulgye spoke suggested something existed.
“Of course I know. So, how many are you thinking of sending?”
“Exactly ten each. Ah, of course this number of ten refers to warriors. We’re excluding mechanism experts or formation masters.”
“I agree with that as well.”
At Cheongun’s words, Sulgye responded, and the Meng Zhu declared his support.
“Then we have no objections on our side.”
Cheong-yeon agreed lightly.
“Hey! Get the ones who know the mechanism technique and call for Jin Beopsah!”
Sulgye shouted toward the back.
Those who had been waiting in advance at Sadoren appeared. Soon after, people from the Martial Arts Alliance and Ilwol Singyeo arrived as well, and their combined numbers alone amounted to at least thirty.
“There is one more thing we need.”
“What is it, you bastard?”
Changwang Akjin continued speaking calmly.
“Excluding Baek-ui Sinryong as the mediator, all figures of Jeongsa and Hwagyeong’s caliber must wait outside Bidong.”
Since they could not trust one another.
It was a statement meant to block the possibility of multiple individuals stronger than Baek-ui Sinryong, or those at a similar level, entering and launching an attack.
“I agree.”
The first to agree was Sulgye of Sadoren.
“I also agree.”
Next was Cheong-yeon of Ilwol Singyeo.
The negotiation ended more easily than expected.
All three faction leaders showed signs of slight exhaustion.
“That should be fine then.”
“You’ve already decided who to send anyway. Now that it’s settled, let’s finish this quickly. I need to get some sleep soon.”
Everyone nodded at Sulgye’s words.
Now they only needed to draw up the roster and depart.

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