Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 338

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Chapter 338
“I’ve always been recruiting people. As the organization expands, we naturally need more manpower, don’t we? However, showing you that report comes from a different reason. What do you think that reason might be?”
Was this another test for me as Soggakju?
I calculated the operational flow up to now and grasped my Master’s intention.
By now, this was no longer a difficult task for me.
“Ah… you need to select an important executive, don’t you?”
My Master smiled with satisfaction.
Correct.
“Exactly. Until now, we needed to recruit people suited to specific positions or possessing specific abilities. Now, we must bring in someone who can oversee everything.”
‘In other words, I need to select at least a director-level or CEO-level figure for a subsidiary.’
If I were to use a modern analogy, it would mean roughly this.
As I read the documents with that thought in mind, perhaps due to the burden of it all.
My eyes began to spin.
‘What kind of person should I select…’
This went beyond mere training in personnel authority.
Think simply. Simply.
First, what constitutes top talent?
Someone who understands how Gangho operates, possesses good judgment, and even has administrative ability.
‘But where does such a person exist? Usually, they’re already serving as the head of some faction, a strategist, or some other executive.’
The Jegalling clan’s Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong naturally enhances the mind itself.
Their martial arts were also strong enough to be treated as a prestigious sect in Gangho.
However, aside from the Jegalling clan, I’ve never heard of martial arts that improve one’s intellect.
Other sects also struggle to find talented individuals with decent martial arts, good judgment, and administrative ability.
In fact, even the Gaju of each family and the sect leaders prioritize martial strength over administrative or political ability.
Take the Muyue School alone—Sect Leader Jeong Hyeong Jingin possesses the strongest martial arts among the Jeong family members, but that doesn’t mean he has good political acumen at all.
That was the problem.
However, there exists an implicit understanding in Doshan Geomrim, in Gangho itself, that a sect leader must possess the strongest martial arts.
‘Hmm… is this why Gangho sects keep collapsing and being rebuilt…’
It’s not for nothing that flowers don’t bloom for ten days.
Even when a genius warrior appears and becomes a founder, establishing a sect, maintaining it for even three generations is difficult.
It’s not without reason that the Nine Great Sects and Eight Great Families of Gangho are so renowned.
Because maintaining a single organization for so long is such a difficult task.
After astronomical odds, only a superhuman master of both martial and civil arts can sit as sect leader.
Otherwise, the sect will decline. That is Gangho.
Didn’t the Muyue School nearly fall into that very path?
‘No… why would such a rare talent send their resume to Baek Rin Medical Guild?’
And I can’t just recruit anyone.
“There truly seems to be no talent available.”
“It’s a difficult problem. That’s why prestigious sects have separate cultivation methods for developing executives who handle such middle management.”
So was Sect Leader Jeong Hyeong Jingin saying he went through such a cultivation course and yet operated the Muyue School in that manner?
‘Oh… a prime example of poor education, this.’
My apologies, Jeong Hyeong Jingin. But you didn’t exactly manage the Mudan Sect well, did you?
To be honest, you nearly ran it into the ground.
“Well, in any case. If they don’t suddenly appear out of nowhere, we have to cultivate and use them.”
“Hehehehe. An amusing way to put it.”
‘But it’s true that Baek Rin Medical Guild doesn’t have such a cultivation program… It’s not that Master lacked the ability to create one… In the past, with a limited lifespan, there was no future, so he wouldn’t have built it. Now it’s too late to establish one.’
I continued my various calculations while examining the documents.
Then suddenly, a familiar name on one corner of the documents caught my eye.
“Wait, this person can come to us?”
“That situation is rather interesting. Hao-mun wants to dispatch talented individuals as a sign of alliance, so it’s possible.”
“Won’t he be suspected of being a spy…?”
Of course, he would never betray me to seize Hao-mun’s power.
After receiving Gu Myeong-ji-eun’s grace from the beginning.
He was someone who had risked his life countless times for me, walking that precarious tightrope.
Master laughed.
“Hehehehe. An exposed spy is no spy at all. He can be used as a double agent, or serve as a contact. And we won’t leave him idle enough to work as a spy—we’ll keep him plenty busy.”
Master closed his eyes for a moment, lost in thought, then continued speaking.
“Hmm… Moreover, he’s already risked his life countless times for you, so he won’t truly act as a spy. Hao-mun also classifies him as pro-Baek-ui Sinryong faction.”
My eyes widened at those words.
“There’s such a thing as a pro-Baek-ui Sinryong faction?”
“Your sworn brother Sama Hyeon, and the Golden Blood Sect Leader Golden King Myo I-ryeong, Muyue and Muhua siblings. Beyond that, among those I’ve treated, quite a number support you. Of course, you have just as many opponents as well.”
“Hahaha.”
“However, since you’ve never taken the life of a Hao-mun master with your own hands, it’s ambiguous to settle debts of karma. This is something that has never happened in the history of Gangho.”
So take pride in that.
Master whispered softly, then turned his gaze away.
His feelings must have been complicated.
Surely unprecedented in Gangho’s history, but as a warrior, how long could I possibly live without taking anyone’s life?
Master must have questioned himself tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of times.
I deliberately pretended not to notice Master’s struggle.
It was something I began simply to preserve my own spirit, not to become some extraordinarily special immortal.
I merely understood how fragile a modern person’s spirit truly was.
I knew from the start that this was a difficult path.
I had already resolved that someday, perhaps, blood might stain these hands.
But it was also true that I wanted to delay that moment as long as possible.
“Haha… I feel a bit embarrassed, honestly. I didn’t particularly hope for such things….”
Master still gazed down at his disciple with a complex expression, then covered my eyes with his large hand.
“You look tired. Why don’t you get some rest?”
“That’s true, but… first, let me meet this person. Once I see them directly, I’ll understand their true intentions.”
“For someone saying that, you seem quite resolved.”
“Hahaha.”
The disciple merely smiled faintly.
The Master felt the disciple’s eyes darting beneath his large palm.
How many calculations was this small head performing?
I was concerned that he was trying to shoulder too much responsibility.
Among the scattered documents, one bore two characters written in its corner.
Muyue.
His sister Muhua had succeeded in seizing a portion of Hao-mun’s power as the Bundata Master.
Once the surrounding situation stabilized, Muyue himself began moving to become the bridge between Baek Rin Medical Guild and Hao-mun.
For me, it was not an unfavorable choice.
‘However, I should meet him first.’
Was the debt of the past returning?
* * *
Jegalling also helped my sworn siblings with their training whenever he had time.
To be precise, since I myself was extremely busy, my Master ended up serving as a sort of temporary instructor while I worked.
…He was far harsher than I was.
I at least offered snacks.
Just finish this and let’s eat something, I’ll give you something.
One more time.
If I wielded both carrot and whip, he wielded only the whip.
“If you dislike it, you can simply quit. I cannot fathom why I should invest my precious time in those lacking motivation.”
Through Jegalling, Cheonwoo learned for the first time that one person could regard another with such contempt.
Why on earth did my brother have a connection with that bastard?
It was incomprehensible.
“Only one failed to enter Hwagyeong. Hmm… I suppose low intelligence is unavoidable. Indeed, Gwon Je always said that even if one’s intellect is somewhat inferior, if one’s conduct is righteous, one can reach the Way.”
This was a monologue meant to be heard.
It was the same with Sama Hyeon.
“Quick perception but slow body—what use is that? Leisurely and sluggish are as different as heaven and earth. Alas, though my disciple trained him so diligently, he could not overcome such a base physique. Tsk.”
Jegalling and that bastard Jegalling.
When he was beside me, even his manner of speech was different.
Right now, Baek Rin-ui-seon possessed not a shred of enthusiasm. That was natural. My siblings understood it too.
Everyone comprehended that he was here primarily to spare my disciples’ bodies from being worn down.
However, his character. His character….
Jegalling asked.
“You can’t even use sword techniques, you can’t subdue Sip Cheon-gun alone, your bodies aren’t indestructible like diamond, you can’t cleave mountains with a blade—why exactly are you incompetent wretches breathing in my Medical Guild?”
…His standards were far too high.
Before that, even I can’t do those things right now!
Jegalling sighed softly and spoke with pity.
“Your intellect is too inferior to learn medicine. What a pity.”
“….”
Grrrrr—
Crack—
Veins bulged in Sama Hyeon’s and Cheonwoo’s necks.
For the first time in ages, I felt what it was like to have blood rush to my head.
‘Wow… Brother~ so the information about Hao-mun was actually understated?’
Especially Cheonwoo, who alone had failed to reach Hwagyeong, felt his humiliation reach its peak.
‘Hahaha, Master, Baek Rin-ui-seon truly isn’t human. The skill to provoke people like this without even cursing the sect is remarkable.’
I was so fired up that all I could do was laugh.
Then came the sound of footsteps—thud, thud.
“Hope, you’ve arrived?”
His tone of voice changed completely. It was as if he’d become a different person entirely.
Jin Cheon-hee, unaware of his Master’s true nature, asked in return.
“Ah, yes. I hope I haven’t interrupted your training?”
Looking at the basket, it seemed he’d brought fried chicken as a snack this time.
When Jin Cheon-hee glanced to the side, he saw Sama Hyeon and Cheonwoo training while letting out fierce cries.
Checking the time, it wasn’t cognitive ability development, but rather very basic fundamental sword training.
Watching them swing wooden swords as if they were about to shatter wooden dummies, Jin Cheon-hee’s eyes widened.
“Both of you are working especially hard today? Though of course, you haven’t been slacking off normally either.”
“There’s no answer but training to fix inferior intellect and inadequate bodies.”
“Pardon?”
Crunch—
My Master picked up a piece of chicken breast and ate it.
Watching Jegalling like that, sparks flew from both their eyes.
In any case, Hwagyeong was merely an initial goal.
They were determined to split that Jegalling bastard’s skull in half.
In this moment, all the younger brothers were of one mind and one purpose.
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While the younger brothers were naturally stirring up their training motivation in this way.
A person arrived for the interview to select the Chief Manager of Baek Rin Medical Guild’s outer branch.

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