Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 334

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Chapter 334
At the same time, in the Hyeolseonggyo.
Unlike before, only voices echoed through the darkness.
A place filled with nothing but darkness where no presence could be felt.
In this strange place, they conversed.
[Dong Cheon-gun, that fool is finally dead. Yo Cheon-gun also perished when the prohibition was activated in the Martial Alliance.]
[It’s been quite a while since two seats in our Blood Immortal Ten Thousand Soldiers became vacant at once, hasn’t it?]
[Indeed. We haven’t suffered such losses since those Gonglun bastards.]
[Speaking of which, there’s information that those who came from Gonglun are heading toward the seeds of Half-Immortals.]
The darkness stirred at those words.
[Hooh… those ones?]
[Then could it be that one’s orders?]
[Unlikely. That one is preparing for ascension, so he’s probably not paying attention to the mortal realm.]
[Hehehehe. How interesting.]
The stirring darkness began to settle once more.
Within it, the voices ceased, each carrying their own thoughts.
Soon, there was no presence remaining in the darkness.
* * *
Baek Rin’s Medical Guild had mobilized on a massive scale for this affair, and the expenditures were staggering.
However, all those costs were billed to the Martial Alliance, Sadoren, and even the demonic sects of the Ten Great Mountains, so rather than suffering losses, they made considerable profits.
Substantial returns exceeding the invested capital.
Not a single sect, but an alliance formed by gathering multiple families and factions.
Having squeezed money from Sadoren and the Martial Alliance enough to make them stagger, it was truly ruthless.
The demonic sect got off relatively easier, having been forced to go to the Black Heaven Medical Guild instead.
Heukun, who had been knocked unconscious by Jin Cheon-hee’s single strike, insisted on the Black Heaven Medical Guild out of wounded pride.
When the higher-ups showed their displeasure, the followers had no choice but to receive treatment at the Black Heaven Medical Guild, albeit reluctantly.
Still, as one of the three greatest medical guilds under heaven, the Black Heaven Medical Guild’s medical techniques were quite excellent.
Fortunately, Hyeolsaeng Nogoe was not present in that place.
Or perhaps she simply had no interest in the patients there.
No one was kidnapped by her.
Thus, one great incident in the Gangho came to an end.
Baek Rin’s Medical Guild forces were able to return to their headquarters in Jiangsu Province.
When crossing the Yellow River, the water bandits dared not provoke them and cleared the way, and on the land routes, the Green Forest Eighteen Strongholds did not even show their faces.
“Brother, you know what?”
“What?”
“People are starting to whisper that Baek Rin’s Medical Guild might be the greatest faction under heaven?”
“Pfft.”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
Objectively it was far from true, and from my own perspective, we were still quite far from that.
After all, Baek Rin’s Medical Guild was not a faction, but a medical organization.
“That’s just how rumors spread in Gangho.”
“Well, people assume that because my brother didn’t back down against three different factions.”
Jin Cheon-hee shook his head.
“It wasn’t because of strength. It was just… luck happened to favor me.”
“Strategy and madness?”
“…Let’s call it luck.”
At Jin Cheon-hee’s words, Sama Hyeon burst out laughing.
“You’re really amusing, brother. It reminds me of the Baekui Gwangryong who used to have something to say against all those monsters of Gangho.”
“You hate it when people call me Gwangryong outside, yet you call me that yourself?”
“Ah, brother. That’s different, you know~”
Different how.
In any case, Master found Sama Hyeon somewhat annoying, but Sama Hyeon possessed an unyielding personality and his own unique charm.
And besides, he was evading Master’s personality through his financial resources to provide good things to his brother.
Jin Cheon-hee clicked his tongue at Sama Hyeon’s social survival techniques.
‘Indeed, the father of the martial arts franchise… to pull off something like that, one must do it this way.’
Yet even in such situations, Master always regarded Sama Hyeon with somewhat cold eyes.
Still, on the surface, they maintained a cordial relationship.
On the surface.
What was surprising, though.
Was that the Gungwi Elder was surprisingly cautious of Sama Hyeon.
[The Golden Blood Clan are those whose blood is made of gold, Eun. You must always be careful.]
Hmm… It seemed he had suffered greatly at the hands of the Golden Blood Clan during his days as a wanderer.
It wasn’t strange at all.
The reputation of the Golden Blood Clan only improved recently as Sama Hyeon began wielding power as the Golden King’s favored disciple, but the infamy of the Golden Blood Clan in the past was tremendous.
[I even cautioned Chief Manager Yoo Ho, but the young master merely scoffed, saying that if he were the type to be taken advantage of, he would have been by now.]
‘Hmm, that Yoo Ho. He understands me far too well.’
Was it thanks to insight forged through mutual hatred?
[Don’t worry. Hyeon is not that kind of person.]
[If you say so, Eun… I understand.]
Though he said so, the Gungwi Elder remained cautious of Sama Hyeon.
It seemed it would take a long time for that to be resolved.
“Master, Cheonwoo made it safely to Mudang Mountain, didn’t he?”
“Yes. It will take quite some time for him to handle matters there and return. I suspect he won’t arrive until around when Sama Hyeon’s training is nearly complete.”
Mudang Sect.
A place that could be called a great mountain of the orthodox faction.
Being a direct disciple of Mudang Gwon-je there guaranteed considerable status, but simultaneously demanded heavy responsibilities.
‘Normally, I would need to wander around training more. But there will be matters to handle regardless.’
Probably after handling everything, he would come out again for martial training in Gangho.
When that time comes, it would be good to begin training toward Hwagyeong.
‘That would be easier for me. The two use completely different martial arts.’
One cannot place multiple eggs in a single basket.
Moreover, this was not mere cultivation, but enlightenment and teachings necessary to reach Hwagyeong.
All I could offer was guidance along the path toward that enlightenment.
Beyond that, they must walk alone, reflecting upon the martial arts they have cultivated and taking one more step toward the Dao Sprout.
‘That aside, I think beef chop steak would be nice for lunch today.’
I’ll attempt to prepare Western cuisine in the Central Plains.
Once I make it, they’ll probably ask if I’ve been making ‘stir-fried beef.’
* * *
It took roughly half a month to return from Hangsan to Baek Rin Medical Guild.
Since I handled various matters at Medical Guild branches along the way, the journey was quite swift.
The moment Professor Jin arrived, the first thing he did was visit the Second.
The moment Jin Cheon-hee entered the Gangho-style laboratory, the Medical Guild researchers immediately stiffened.
“W-well… the experiment does show the desired reaction, but we’re uncertain if it’s the correct strain… sir.”
Experimentation in this era meant this:
Cultivating bacterial strains vertically on specially treated thin paper using particular medicinal compounds, then cultivating test bacteria horizontally beside it to observe the intersection—this was the method.
If antibiotic success occurred, the desired reaction was correct. If it failed… one had to start from the beginning again.
Despite achieving results, they seemed anxious.
First, I examined the experimental records, and then.
“Looking at its appearance… it seems to be the right one?”
Streptomyces griseus—belonging to the order Actinomycetales.
So we’ve finally extracted it.
At my words, everyone’s eyes widened.
All that remained was to compare data and repeat direct experimentation.
Yoo Ho spoke with an indifferent expression.
“The regenerative technique I learned in Wannung proved quite helpful.”
I peered through the primitive microscope, and suddenly tears streamed down my face.
“Soggakju!”
The medical staff looked at me in surprise.
They never imagined this emotionless research king would shed tears like this.
I shook my head.
“No, I’m fine. I’m fine. I’m just grateful to all of you… so grateful. I’ve poured years into this research… and there was a chance it might never reach an end…”
Why was this?
At those words, everyone’s throats suddenly tightened with emotion.
That long research period. Those endless hours without answers.
I straightened up. Then I bowed deeply to everyone at a ninety-degree angle.
“…Thank you all. This is not my achievement—it is yours.”
‘No way… that proud person…’
The medical staff said to me in bewilderment.
“Soggakju, please straighten up.”
“We’ve received generous salaries thanks to you, after all.”
“That’s right! I’ve received many offers from prestigious places!”
The doctors wiped their wet eyes together, each murmuring their own words.
Even Yoo Ho felt his chest tighten at the sight.
A distant period.
Endless struggle against myself.
Under the Soggakju who spouted mad words about expanding the limits of human knowledge, I had to endure relentless grinding.
Of course, there were joyful moments, but the pain was greater.
The only thing that allowed me to survive this time was that our Baek Rin Medical Guild had plenty of money.
“Since we’re here, let’s eat lots of delicious food!”
“Yes, yes! The Soggakju’s cooking skills have improved tremendously, and we’re really looking forward to it.”
Jin Cheon-hee finally wiped his eyes with his sleeve.
“Yes, let’s eat something delicious.”
And the next words were something the medical staff never imagined.
“Let’s eat something delicious and gather strength! We still have a long way to go before we can convert this into medicinal material and reach the practical application stage.”
“…Pardon?”
Professor Jin spoke with gleaming eyes.
“Originally, the cultivation efficiency is somewhat low, so the loss rate exceeds 50%, which means we need a special processing method… According to the latest papers, there’s a cultivation method using minute quantities of penicillin—that is, Baek Rin petroleum. That’s the method with the lowest loss rate so far. But that alone isn’t sufficient. From now on, we’ll need to do this completely in the martial arts way… It’s truly pioneering uncharted territory…”
No one understood what he was saying.
However, Professor Jin spouting such strange words and completely running wild in his own world meant only one thing.
‘We’re done for…’
Soon Jin Cheon-hee’s eyes filled with dreams and hope became distant, then he let out a breath and returned to his normal mind.
“My apologies. I got excited without realizing it. Anyway, what would you like to eat? I can make anything.”
At those words, everyone looked at each other.
Starting tomorrow, we’ll be dead again.
However, a ghost that ate before dying doesn’t look good either.
“I’ll have that chicken ribs. With… with what on top?”
“Cheese chicken ribs, order received.”
“Professor, I’ll have those square-shaped rice cakes.”
“Waffles, then. Shall I top it with ice cream?”
“Pardon?”
They didn’t seem to understand what he was saying. Jin Cheon-hee lightly drew up his ice energy.
Crackle—
Large ice crystals formed above Jin Cheon-hee’s hand.
“How about… shaved ice?”
“Yes, yes!”
They seemed to understand roughly.
Thus, each person called out what they wanted to eat.
Jin Cheon-hee said.
“I’ll give you about three days of vacation, so rest well.”
“Woooooow!”
Everyone leaped about with unbridled excitement.
It was the greatest day in the history of Baek Rin Medical Guild’s laboratory.

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