Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 335

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Chapter 335
Amid the festive atmosphere, I grabbed Yoo Ho’s shoulder.
“Yoo Ho, I’m really grateful.”
“You’re truly grateful?”
I nodded at Yoo Ho’s question.
“Of course. Once this new medicine is complete, we’ll be able to save so many lives. From the beginning, without you, I would have been nothing.”
“At least you know your place.”
Between us, there was no need for polite formalities like “No, you worked hard too, young master.”
It was clearly contemptuous, yet I was still delighted.
“Hehehehe.”
My face relaxed into something that looked slightly foolish.
Yet that expression carried the joy of finally being able to practice my conviction: “Save more people.”
It was something rare, difficult to find anywhere in this world.
Yoo Ho observed it carefully.
“…You’re really a strange person.”
“Am I?”
“Yes, and I really hate that about you.”
“I’m sorry, Yoo Ho.”
Yoo Ho reached for my collar to grab me, then lowered his hand.
At least for today, he could refrain from beating me.
With that thought, he spoke again.
“You’re really a strange person.”
* * *
Time passed, and two months had gone by since the Blood Wind incident ended.
The training grounds of Baekrin Uigak.
A place where ordinary martial artists could not enter—only Baek Rin-ui-seon, Baek-ui Sinryong, and a select few with permission.
There, Sama Hyeon collapsed with a thud.
“Huff… huff… brother… do you train like this every day?”
Watching Sama Hyeon writhing on the training ground floor, I spoke in a cheerful voice.
“Hyeon! Excellent! You’re doing great! One more time!”
A bright voice. Yet something felt off.
As if I had copy-pasted the same tone—always cheerful, always upbeat.
It was encouragement that didn’t understand the human heart.
It couldn’t be helped.
I was cheering in the exact tone of One Fit, my personal trainer back on Earth!
That’s right. Professor Jin enjoyed being a homebody after leaving the Medical Hall.
I wasn’t the type to go to the gym and run anyway.
At home, I’d connect the gaming console and turn on the TV to hear that ruthless One Fit’s voice.
Even when I cried out for mercy, he told me to do one more rep.
No matter what I did, he always said I was doing well.
Like a dog, but regardless, once my body crossed thirty, I had no choice but to exercise to stay alive.
Given such circumstances, I had no choice but to follow the malicious voice of the original.
However, Sama Hyeon from the Gangho world, ignorant of Earth’s civilizational conveniences, could only see Jin Cheon-hee’s behavior as sheer madness.
“Brother. You really think this kind of thing actually works?”
“Of course it does~!”
Professor Jin began to establish and systematize the process by examining it as he himself reached Hwagyeong.
‘Master did say I shouldn’t write this as a thesis.’
I didn’t ask why, but I could roughly guess.
However, he said it was possible to pass it on to Hyeon.
Of course, that was under the premise that Hyeon would follow this crazy method…
‘Is this really that strange?’
The conditions for reaching Hwagyeong that Professor Jin had established were as follows.
Hwagyeong could be reached when various mental abilities expanded—spatial perception, audiovisual cognition, memorization and mental calculation, memory, instantaneous judgment, and so forth.
Of course, possessing abundant practical combat experience, sufficient internal energy, and corresponding swordsmanship were the basics.
But what was this enlightenment regarding martial arts?
When I tried to scientifically dissect the essence of enlightenment in my own way, it came down to this.
Wasn’t enlightenment achieved when the brain made a leap forward through the accumulation of ceaseless internal and external energy cultivation and experience?
In Jin Cheon-hee’s case, consuming Eungryong’s precious jewel allowed him to overcome that barrier more easily than others.
As I searched for commonalities between those who reached Hwagyeong without the jewel and Jin Cheon-hee, I arrived at this conclusion.
If one acquired all these various abilities through extreme effort, wouldn’t one reach Hwagyeong more efficiently and quickly?
‘At least my five senses, sharpened by the jewel, are telling me this is certain…’
When I brought this up, Master was deeply concerned.
Regardless of whether the hypothesis was right or wrong, he worried that everyone who heard this would call Jin Cheon-hee crazy.
‘No, it’s right! What I’m saying is right! It really is!’
In that sense, Sama Hyeon could be called a good experimental subject… or rather, a good student.
Though he said his training time was limited due to managing the Geumhyeol Bangs, that was only by my standards.
Sama Hyeon already possessed tremendous training volume and practical combat experience that surpassed it.
Especially that practical experience—honed since childhood, wandering back alleys and fighting with life on the line.
Truly a sharp something that had been polished to perfection.
Now it could be said that only one step remained until Hwagyeong.
‘That’s why I prepared it! A brain function enhancement training course!’
Jin Cheon-hee decided to verify his hypothesis against Sama Hyeon.
The first was the Central Plains-style puzzle, the tangram.
At first, you create shapes with seven pieces, but afterward, you must match fourteen pieces, and then twenty-eight pieces.
“Hyeon! This is excellent training for improving shape deduction and spatial perception!”
“Brother… I’ve never even heard of or seen training like this. Does the Jegallga normally train this way?”
“No, I just came up with it.”
“…”
Sama Hyeon stared at Jin Cheon-hee for a moment, then nodded.
“So when you reached Hwagyeong, you did it this way?”
“No. I’m satisfied with just gaining this opportunity.”
“…Then this is my first time, right~?”
“Yeah. Trust me. This works. It really does! If you just believe your brother’s words, you’ll get rice cakes even in your sleep!”
“….”
Sama Hyeon was at a loss for words.
Soon after, he laughed bitterly.
“Alright. Let’s try it.”
“Ooooh!”
“If it fails, I’ll feel so sorry that I’ll play with you even more.”
A crazy older brother and a crazy younger brother.
And so, the second trial.
A three-dimensional wooden mechanism I designed myself—the Wooden Puppet! Attacks came not just from front, back, left, and right, but also from above and below.
I had to block and evade all of it!
“Brother, does Hyeolseonggyo produce monsters like this?”
Sama Hyeon asked, looking at something with three heads and six arms—a grotesque deformity.
No matter how I looked at it, that thing before my eyes wasn’t in human form, nor was it in beast form either.
It was simply amazing how such a repulsive creation could be made from just a wooden puppet.
Jin Cheon-hee’s eyes gleamed.
“No, I’ve never seen a monster like this in Hyeolseonggyo.”
“Then….”
“Don’t worry. Just trust me! If you overcome this, you’ll definitely reach Hwagyeong!”
“…Tch.”
Soon after, Sama Hyeon nodded.
“Alright, I’ll do it. Brother, if this fails, you’re making my favorite food~?”
“Don’t worry. I’ll make it for you even if it succeeds.”
And the third trial was a color-matching quiz.
The color is red, but the character written says blue. The moment you see the character, you can’t say red—you must answer blue.
In other words, a character that disrupts visual perception!
True to the martial world’s nature, the wooden board disappears in 0.3 seconds, and if you don’t answer quickly after seeing it, you fail.
And so on and so forth….
No matter what, Jin Cheon-hee poured things into Sama Hyeon that had absolutely nothing to do with martial arts.
Sama Hyeon simply gave up thinking.
He already knew his brother was somewhat different from common sense.
Anyway, if it failed, he could use that as an excuse to grab his brother and play with him.
And just when this crazy endeavor was starting to feel like it actually suited his aptitude.
Jin Cheon-hee made all sorts of candies and sweets, stuffing them into his younger brother’s mouth.
“Eat lots of sweet things. That way your brain will work harder.”
“Oh, this is delicious~?”
I had simply thought it was tanghulu—a small apple coated in honey syrup.
But when I bit into it, there was a tart syrup filling inside the apple.
I couldn’t fathom how he’d made it, but if this was my brother’s hobby, it wasn’t so bad.
More than anything, I didn’t dislike seeing my brother gaze at me with a pleased expression as I ate deliciously.
‘Well, this life isn’t so terrible either~’
The fact that I was adapting to this insanity probably meant I wasn’t exactly normal either.
But even if this training failed and my progress in martial arts slowed somewhat, I still didn’t mind Sama Hyeon.
The food my brother made wasn’t bad.
And seeing him work so enthusiastically at something was actually admirable.
‘Still, there’s no way I’ll reach Hwagyeong like this, right?’
I had no idea what my brother was dreaming of.
At least it was certain that it was something completely different from the methods all the martial artists of Gangho had learned and accumulated over the years.
‘Well, wasting time like this could be called a vacation~’
My body and mind were somewhat exhausted, but the sweets my brother made were still delicious.
That was enough for me, Sama Hyeon thought.
‘Ah, I should get my brother some new silk robes. In the style that’s trending in Namgyeong these days.’
It didn’t matter how expensive.
Money was overflowing anyway.
* * *
A month had already passed since the hellish training began.
“Something’s strange?”
Lying down, Sama Hyeon tilted his head in confusion.
“Why?”
Sama Hyeon answered Jin Cheon-hee’s question.
“I’ve somehow gotten stronger…?”
“See? I told you I was right, didn’t I?”
It was strange.
I hadn’t entered Hwagyeong yet, but it felt like I’d placed half a step into it.
I’d actually experienced enlightenment once, and achieved unity of man and nature once as well, so my inner energy had surged dramatically.
It wasn’t a great enlightenment large enough to reach Hwagyeong in one go, but small enlightenments were rare events that happened as rarely as plucking stars from the sky anyway.
On top of that, the spiritual medicine my brother had sent me before, I’d successfully completely absorbed and made my own this time.
I’d reached a total of three decades of inner energy.
Sama Hyeon spoke, breathing heavily.
“…Phew… This insane training actually works? Seriously?”
“It’s fine. Let’s keep rolling. You can do it. Hyeon-a!”
Jin Cheon-hee was already waking his younger brother again and preparing to roll him once more.
Did this crazy and exhausting training really have an effect?
Sama Hyeon laughed helplessly, both amused and bewildered.
“Brother, I think I’m going to die.”
“It’s fine, Hyeon-a. People don’t die from that. Trust your brother.”
“No, my mind… my mind feels like it’s dying.”

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