Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 4

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Chapter 4
“It’s the nature of Gangho that few people do such things naturally. Gukju, I must remain here to treat the patients. What will you do? They are in critical condition, and it appears transport will be difficult until they recover somewhat.”
“The Yunlong Courier Bureau does not abandon its comrades. I will leave half our men here to assist, so I entrust the rest to your capable hands. When we return, we shall repay this debt.”
The Gukju turned and walked away.
“And young brother. I do not know who you are, but I shall certainly repay this debt to you as well.”
He gave Jin Cheon-hee a deep bow of respect. The sight of a bear-like man over two meters tall bowing to a small child was rather amusing, yet no one laughed.
A debt owed to the Yunlong Courier Bureau.
There was no one in Gangho who did not understand what this meant.
And so the Gukju departed into the distance. Twenty had arrived, twelve now left, and ten remained. Jin Cheon-hee watched their figures fade away, his thoughts churning.
‘The Yunlong Courier Bureau. Baekrin Uiseon. And the fact that I’m naturally speaking and understanding a language I’ve never heard before. So I really have entered the world of a novel. Ha… this is utterly absurd.’
Though Jin Cheon-hee showed no outward sign, his energy drained away completely. Soon his legs began to tremble, and he simply collapsed where he stood.
‘Huh? What’s wrong with my legs?’
Even as he tried to put strength into them, they refused to obey. And now his hands had begun to shake as well.
Only then did he realize what state he was in.
‘The tension is releasing. That’s it. I’ve pushed myself hard all day.’
He had overworked this child’s body countless times and maintained constant tension throughout. It was not uncommon for inexperienced surgeons to experience muscle spasms like this after prolonged operations.
He sat for a moment to catch his breath. The trembling finally subsided, and in that time, he could see a large, sturdy tent being erected in the distance—far different from the makeshift shelter he had constructed.
The tent bore embroidered symbols marking it as belonging to the Yunlong Courier Bureau.
“I’m alive.”
Only then did Jin Cheon-hee truly feel that he was alive.
“I’m alive…”
And so Jin Cheon-hee murmured to himself, gazing at the last rays of the setting sun as they faded away. Only now did the reality of being alive truly sink in.
* * *
“You’ve pushed yourself too hard, Master. There was no need to come all this way…”
The Fox-like Handsome Man spoke to Jegalling.
The place where Jegalling lay was inside a carriage—a carriage unlike any ordinary one.
The interior of the carriage was spacious, and one side was even fitted with a fireplace. Wood burned continuously within it.
A kettle sat atop the fireplace, its water boiling vigorously. The Fox-like Man rose, opened the kettle’s lid, and thrust a towel into the hot water.
Without flinching at the scalding water, he withdrew the towel, wrung it out appropriately, and draped it across Jegalling’s face.
Before the hot towel covered it, Jegalling’s face had been deathly pale—like that of a corpse.
Had Jin Cheon-hee seen this, he would have cried out: ‘That’s exactly the carriage from the novel! Baekrin Uiseon’s mobile rest quarters and treatment carriage!’
And with good reason.
The interior of the carriage, though rectangular in shape, was quite spacious—appearing to be at least forty square feet. With the carriage door on the right wall, a long bed was installed along the left wall.
It was clearly designed for Baekrin Uiseon to lie down and rest comfortably.
“There’s no helping it. I owe the Yunlong Courier Bureau a great debt. And today, having saved his sworn brother, I’ve repaid a considerable portion of that obligation.”
“You mean the man called Un Pyodu?”
“Indeed. The deaths of others are regrettable, certainly… but they cannot compare to the death of one’s own brother.”
“Then with this, your debt to the Yunlong Courier Bureau is fully settled.”
“By that reckoning, yes.”
The Fox-like Man could only sigh as he watched Jegalling lying there with the hot towel draped across his face.
“Still, you’ve pushed yourself far too hard. You know as well as I do that the Nine Yin Meridian Poison isn’t something easily subdued.”
“I’m aware, but what choice do I have? When my family fell into ruin, it was the Yunlong Courier Bureau’s master who sheltered me. If I were to betray his request, I could never face myself with honor.”
“Sigh… You really are something, master.”
The fox-like handsome man reached out with a sorrowful gaze, retrieving a cloth from beside him. He dipped it once more into the steaming water and draped it gently across Jegalling’s face.
“There isn’t much time left. I should have died long ago—living past forty is already a blessing.”
“You know I dislike hearing such words. Why do you insist on saying them?”
“Yuho.”
The fox-like man’s name was Yuho.
As Yuho asked with a stern expression, Jegalling answered from beneath the cloth covering his face.
“I’ve suddenly found myself wanting to take on a disciple.”
“Master…”
“Yes. I had originally resolved to leave no successor. But my heart has moved.”
“Is the child truly of such caliber?”
Jegalling nodded slightly.
“Tomorrow, I’d like to speak with the child once. Would you prepare for that?”
Yuho bit his lip. But soon he nodded in agreement.
“I shall do as you command. However…”
“I know. Training a disciple is no simple matter, and you fear it may shorten my remaining years further.”
“And yet you proceed regardless.”
Yuho grumbled and placed the cloth back into the kettle of hot water.
“The child is worth the cost.”
“Sigh, being ignorant as I am, I cannot fully comprehend. I only wish that you would live long, master… that alone would satisfy me.”
“Yes. I understand that sentiment as well.”
Jegalling smiled faintly. But Yuho knew that whenever he wore such an expression, he would never abandon his resolve.
‘What manner of child could move the legendary Baek Rin-ui-seon to such lengths?’
Yuho’s heart grew uneasy.
He hoped that even if the child remained unaware of this sacrifice, at least he would recognize that this was no ordinary opportunity.
* * *
The scent of medicinal herbs filled the air—a fragrance I’d often caught at the marketplace in my childhood. I tried to lift my body but let out a groan instead.
“Please, remain lying down.”
I barely opened my eyes, writhing from the pain at the sound of that low voice.
Before me stood Baek Rin-ui-seon and countless couriers, surrounding a skeletal child. The sight would have been almost comical, yet everyone’s expressions remained grave.
‘Wow… this… really… their gazes are so overwhelming…’
Cold sweat threatened to break across my skin.
Inside some building. Several beds lined the surroundings. On one of them lay the boy I had treated—presumably the Heavenly Demon, Yeo Ha-ryun.
‘Where did they move the other two?’
Taking in these details, I cautiously opened my mouth.
“Where am I…?”
“This is one of the Yunlong Courier Bureau’s branch headquarters. You’ve been sleeping the entire journey. Since you haven’t lost complete consciousness, we left you as you were.”
Jin Cheon-hee
I turned my gaze toward the person sitting closest to me.
A strikingly beautiful man with silver hair swept back and neatly tied.
‘Wow, up close like this, he really looks like a celebrity. But is Baek Rin-ui-seon younger or older than me?’
True to my Korean Confucian nature, I started comparing ages with Baek Rin-ui-seon before stopping myself. Regardless, my appearance was that of a child. It would be ridiculous for someone like me to quibble about age differences.
‘Anyway. He speaks formally even to someone who looks like a child. He must be quite the seasoned person.’
In martial arts novels, it was common for people to drop formalities with those who appeared younger, so I thought to myself.
A sage. And someone worthy of being called righteous.
He was a man with many secrets, as much as he was difficult to read, and equally ephemeral in his nature.
He briefly recounted what had happened while I lay unconscious.
Though Baek Rin-ui-seon had completed the treatment, he explained that without my initial first aid, everyone might have died.
In other words, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that I had saved the patients’ lives. He also said there would be no major aftereffects, and that both the Yunlong Courier Bureau and the Gongseon Family would repay this debt of gratitude.
“Ah… the Gongseon Family?”
“Yes. Do you remember the young lady with a sword at her waist among those you saved?”
“Ah. Yes.”
One small child. One middle-aged man. One young woman.
“She is the daughter of the Gongseon Family and was conducting courier activities at the Yunlong Courier Bureau as part of her martial training. And if it weren’t for you, she probably would have…”
Baek Rin-ui-seon trailed off. Everyone could understand what came next.
Hearing his words, I became somewhat dazed.
‘The Gongseon Family… that’s the clan that appears later. I saved them because I wanted to save dying people, but… is she a daughter of an important bloodline of the Gongseon Family? She must not be from a common branch. For them to offer such gratitude.’
Perhaps because it had been such a long story, or perhaps because my mind was still foggy, it took me a while to recall things bit by bit.
The Gongseon Family.
From what I knew, a family clan was a group formed by members of the same bloodline. But naturally, treatment differed depending on whether one was from the main or branch line.
This was a common story in martial arts novels. Or rather, it was common in reality too.
After finishing my thoughts, I slowly pushed myself up. It hurt, but I thought I should sit up and continue the conversation.
Then a man beside me helped me up by supporting my body. At a glance, he was the Slanted-Eyed Handsome Man.
‘Is he the chief steward Yu Ho who serves Baek Rin-ui-seon? I think so? Slanted-eyed characters aren’t common, so it must be.’
Thinking this way, I fully stood up and looked directly at Baek Rin-ui-seon.
“No, I merely offered what little crude skill I possessed. I’m simply grateful it was of help.”
‘I still don’t completely understand everything, but… for now, it’s best to maintain proper courtesy.’
Thinking this, I acted with gravity. And at my demeanor, Baek Rin-ui-seon’s eyes gleamed.
I didn’t notice it.
* * *
Baek Rin-ui-seon spoke.
“First, this is an internal injury medicine. The Gongseon Family sent it to repay their debt.”
Click—
He opened the lid of the wooden box.
A pine tree symbolizing the Gongseon Family was carved in relief on the red wood, though I had no way of knowing this.
Just from opening the lid, the room filled with a refreshing fragrance. Like the scent of walking through a pine forest at dawn.
The red wood had a pine tree carved in relief, symbolizing the Gongson family, but it was something Jin Cheon-hee could not possibly know.
I simply opened the lid, and the room was instantly filled with a refreshing scent. It was like the fragrance of walking through a pine forest at dawn.
Everyone except Jin Cheon-hee gasped in astonishment.
A Hundred-Year Pine Pellet!
A pellet crafted from resin gathered at the roots of century-old pine trees grown in exceptional locations, said to contain the vital essence of the Hundred-Year Pine itself.
Though inferior in grade to the Thousand-Year Pine Pellet made from the spiritual energy of thousand-year pines, the Hundred-Year Pine Pellet was still an extraordinary medicinal treasure.
Its value lay not merely in its effects as an internal injury remedy, but also in its ability to enhance one’s inner cultivation.

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