Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 439

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Chapter 439
“Kuh… I need to finish this. Now…”
The demand that she become his wife was nothing more than provocation on the battlefield.
Kahuray Khan was not so foolish as to not realize that Pungju-ha would sooner slit his throat the moment her eyes opened than become his wife out of admiration for his martial prowess.
And just as Kahuray Khan reached to claim the head of his unconscious opponent.
His bestial instincts screamed a warning.
Boom!
He retreated backward with the agility of a leopard.
A blade-shaped surge of inner force tore through the ground where he had stood.
Thud.
In that spot stood a one-eyed man with a robust frame.
A man clad in the robes of the Wudang Sect, soaked dark with blood and torn to tatters like a rag.
“That’s enough.”
“Aigo, Third Brother~ you’re always so impatient. I told you to wait a bit longer before assassinating him~”
And beside him, a handsome young man with a sly smile descended.
“If we do that, Prince Ju-wang will perish.”
“But perhaps we could have ended the war by killing one person for certain~”
“Impossible. What if this war doesn’t end that way?”
“That’s true. A successor could take his place~ but isn’t it quite a high-probability gamble worth taking?”
“That too is impossible. We cannot wager the Prince’s life.”
It was a conversation between the righteous and unorthodox paths.
Only then did Kahuray Khan look behind him.
A group had appeared behind the Suksin Tribe and was attacking with formidable power.
“A special mobile unit, then. Those things called Gangho warriors? Hmph! To use a sacred great battle this way. This is why those imperial bastards are so filthy.”
Kahuray Khan sneered at the ambush launched while he was engaged in single combat with Pungju-ha.
Regardless, the two standing before him showed no reaction.
Cheonwoo would not miss the intrusion of some force during his fight with Ju Wang.
His eyes had been perceiving everything from the beginning.
“…”
However, there was no reason to speak with such a man.
“Fine. I shall withdraw for today. After all… you don’t have much time left anyway.”
“Customer. You can’t just leave like this~”
Sama Hyeon approached like a phantom.
Even Kahuray Khan lost sight of that movement for an instant. When Kahuray Khan flinched and swung his crescent blade.
Golden light was already streaming from Sama Hyeon’s two palms, rushing toward him.
Boom!
An attack using the Golden Water, the secret technique of the Golden King!
“Tsk!”
Kahuray Khan clicked his tongue in irritation as he blocked it.
‘I’ve exhausted too much strength fighting the military god. Had I been at full strength, I would have easily captured these two wretches…’
He clicked his tongue and stepped back.
“We shall meet again.”
And the Suksin Tribe’s army began to withdraw.
Cheonwoo watched quietly with caution, while Sama Hyeon immediately administered emergency treatment to Pungju-ha.
That day.
The Imperial Army lost thirty thousand soldiers, suffered over five thousand wounded, and their commander Pungju-ha sustained grave injuries.
The Suksin Tribe lost fifteen thousand soldiers in this battle alone, yet their momentum had only grown stronger.
And.
The Imperial Army began their retreat, and thanks to the Suksin Tribe harassing them as they withdrew, they lost another twenty thousand soldiers.
Viewed as a whole.
The Imperial Army had marched out with one hundred fifty thousand soldiers and lost fifty thousand.
The Suksin Tribe’s forces had also diminished by roughly fifty thousand compared to before the war began, yet the outcome was unmistakable.
This was undoubtedly a strategic military blunder.
A crushing defeat for the Imperial Army.
* * *
Pungju-ha underwent surgery performed by Jin Cheon-hee and Jegalling, who had prepared in the surgical chamber beforehand.
Though her shoulder blade was fractured, fortunately it was a clean break, making treatment straightforward.
Pungju-ha’s injuries were grave, but the real crisis came when countless patients flooded in all at once.
‘I feel like I’m being boiled alive. Is this how an egg feels?’
I had to endure an utterly chaotic stretch of time.
All the doctors worked tirelessly in this ‘medical war’ of treating patients that continued relentlessly.
During this period.
The enemy didn’t move either, for they too had to handle their wounded and dead.
And their Khan had also suffered grave wounds at Ju Wang’s hands.
Thus the living and the dead were separated.
The living were further divided into those who recovered to normal life and those who sustained permanent injuries.
When the sounds of mourning from the barracks finally subsided, Jin Cheon-hee and Jegalling received a separate summons from Ju Wang.
“You’ve come.”
Ju Wang sat on his bed with bandages wrapped around his shoulder, and there an unexpected figure awaited Jin Cheon-hee and Jegalling.
“You both know each other already, don’t you? Welcome, Eun Wang-ya.”
Pung Ha-eun.
One of the twin Emperors.
Fewer than ten people in the imperial palace knew this secret. And outside the palace, only an extremely small number knew of it.
Jin Cheon-hee and Jegalling were among that small few, yet neither changed their expression.
“Ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand times ten thousand years. This humble village doctor pays respects to Eun Wang-ya.”
I offered the courtesy due to a prince, not an emperor, and Eun Wang-ya waved his hand dismissively from his seat.
“Rise, I didn’t come here to receive such formalities from a busy doctor.”
“I obey.”
My Master rose with elegant bearing and dignified grace.
I occasionally found myself somewhat unfamiliar when seeing my Master in such moments.
This man was once praised as a genius by all, but closed the doors of his heart due to a limited lifespan and a family scattered to the winds.
‘Yet he still handles the necessary social interactions perfectly.’
After all, to manage an organization, one must learn how to cultivate relationships to some degree.
And when it came to learning, my Master was second to none.
‘Indeed, if he were a lone wolf, he could never have built the Medical Guild to such heights. I also worked diligently at social interactions in my previous life.’
Of course… I worked quite hard at it before establishing myself.
After taking on the title of professor, I lived somewhat… as I pleased.
Not that I neglected my work, but I approached social obligations more leisurely than before.
Caring for the houseplants at home mattered more to me than attending events.
Growing cacti and succulents at home, watering them seemed more important than social gatherings.
Even though these plants die easily with too much water, I still kept careful track of the dates.
‘Yes, I understand my Master’s feelings now.’
With such thoughts, I rose from my seat.
Eun Wang-ya spoke.
“I heard the former Emperor’s condition was poor, so I rushed here to offer support. The problem, however… is that my martial prowess is not particularly high.”
Gulp—
He took a sip of tea and continued.
“My current martial level is at the peak stage. My internal energy is still considerable—about three decades’ worth.”
Three decades?
My heart sank.
‘So when one becomes Emperor, they drink elixirs like water instead of food.’
Wow… Most martial artists struggle to accumulate even one decade’s worth of internal energy, and even those born into major families with all their support rarely exceed one and a half decades.
This is because elixirs lose their potency the more one consumes them.
But to consume enough to reach three decades…
‘A human elephant. An elixir-consuming human elephant…’
Perhaps sensing the envious glint in my eyes, Eun Wang-ya continued calmly.
“Well, it’s thanks to the elixirs. As a result, my internal energy is impure, and since I’m only at the peak stage, its efficiency is quite low.”
…That was true enough.
When I took his pulse, I felt that his internal energy was chaotic.
The royal family’s internal energy is naturally difficult to measure like that of martial artists.
It’s due to their unique abilities.
Moreover, at that time he had consumed every elixir recommended for treating cancer. (Which actually made the tumors grow larger) So I had thought his internal energy was temporarily swollen. (Which actually made the tumors grow larger)
And examining a royal’s internal energy too closely could… potentially become problematic.
I spoke.
“How… fortunate that you didn’t fall into demonic cultivation…”
“If I had learned martial arts for combat, I would have fallen into it long ago. Since I focused on cultivating health-preserving techniques with this internal energy, there’s no concern in that regard.”
‘…He only practiced breathing exercises with three decades of internal energy?’
Perhaps this is how a commoner feels hearing a nobleman say, ‘If there’s no bread, eat cake instead!’
Though the person in question didn’t actually say such a thing—it’s merely a distorted rumor—
In any case, hearing this, my composure shattered.
‘Why waste such a precious thing…?’
Thinking back carefully, I had seen it in the imperial palace’s storage.
The medicinal spring water infused with spiritual essence.
At the time, I had thought, ‘Right, there’s no point in obsessing over this with my internal energy,’ and simply used it to wash my clothes and bathe.
If one were to drink it like daily water every day and consume the spiritual medicines sent from various regions like an elephant chewing grass, perhaps such a thing could happen.
‘What a waste… Still, what a waste.’
Was there ever such a wasteful thing?
Even thinking about it while washing my face with water, it remained true.
“Ah… What martial techniques have you mastered?”
“From now on, it’s classified. Even you must guard your tongue carefully. The same applies to Baek Rin-ui-seon.”
Yes, of course. Having witnessed the Emperor’s shadow once, I know well how cautious I must be.
And I’ve also come to understand that our Emperor is like an onion—no matter how many layers you peel, something else keeps emerging.
Unaware of my true thoughts, he continued speaking.
“Still, the martial techniques themselves were learned with considerable coherence. Given the imperial family’s nature of needing to guard against assassination and poison, you’ve mastered Yeokgeun Sesuggyeong and Geumgang Banya Singong, two of the divine techniques.”
‘Ah, the ultimate external martial arts set.’
These external techniques are so powerful that even if one were to stand atop Shaolin Temple, shout at the abbot, ‘I’ve mastered your external techniques! I’m the thief of Shaolin’s martial arts!’ get struck on the head by the enraged abbot, and tumble down those hellish stone steps all the way to the bottom, one’s limbs would remain unscathed.
“After receiving the surgery, I practiced even more diligently. But as you instructed, I haven’t consumed any more spiritual medicines since.”
…I see. That’s fortunate.
I had warned that spiritual medicines were absolutely forbidden after surgery, as there was always a risk of cancer recurrence.
While my body could become healthier from consuming spiritual medicines, the cancer could also become healthier alongside it.
“Considering the survival rate for colon cancer, moderate exercise is beneficial, but you’re not overdoing it, are you?”
“Heh, are you lecturing me?”
“Still, one can never be too careful. Of course, seeing that there have been no issues since then, the recurrence rate is now quite low.”
Usually, five years after cancer surgery is considered a complete cure.
Still, one must remain cautious even after that. While it varies by location, recurrence cases have always continued to occur afterward.
Continued monitoring is advisable.
And continued management is beneficial.
‘The fact that lifelong management is necessary must be frustrating.’
From the patient’s perspective, over five years have passed, so they think it’s over. But when the doctor says it’s not the end and lectures them about lifelong management ahead, it must be disheartening.
Eun Wang-ya also wears a frustrated expression.
Indeed, with considerable internal energy and youth, with vigorous vitality, it must be understandable to be constantly lectured about caution.

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