Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 567

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Chapter 567
As expected of a prince. His body is in remarkable condition.
The greatest challenge for patients with severed meridians is naturally survival itself, but even if they survive, they must live with vascular complications for the rest of their lives.
Even my Master ultimately required synthetic vascular replacement surgery due to aortic dissection.
On Earth, such patients are typically elderly, or if young, often develop complications like diabetes from alcohol, tobacco, and irregular eating habits.
Naturally, they’re already taking many medications.
Before surgery, all those medications must be documented, and blood tests must be conducted thoroughly.
Many patients don’t even know they have diabetes until this blood test reveals it.
We must also determine whether they’ve taken antiplatelet drugs like aspirin up to two weeks prior. For elderly patients, we must individually verify whether they’ve taken knee joint painkillers. Aging means sustaining oneself with increasingly diverse chemicals.
Growing old means sustaining oneself with increasingly diverse chemicals.
In a sense, humanity’s extended lifespan could be called a victory of chemistry.
In contrast, this patient has a clean body, clean eating habits, and doesn’t seem to experience much stress—his blood vessels are in excellent condition.
The only concern is….
‘The carotid artery.’
The Bloodline Cleansing Technique wasn’t merely about removing bodily waste; it was also an opportunity to assess the body’s blood circulation through pulse diagnosis.
‘The carotid artery is what concerns me….’
Normally, this wouldn’t require surgical intervention.
At this level, pharmaceutical therapy should suffice.
However, the problem is that the patient has severed meridians on both sides.
“Does it hurt?”
“Ugh. I’m fine.”
His pain tolerance is quite strong.
The Emperor complained more than this, but he doesn’t.
He spoke.
“I’ve been accustomed to pain since childhood. Compared to that, this is bearable. It’s just that as we progress, the pain intensifies, which is agonizing…ugh…. Ugh.”
Indeed, my Master also suffered constantly from severed meridians on one side.
I know the pain is beyond what an ordinary person can comprehend, yet I can only feel sympathy.
Normally, the Bloodline Cleansing Technique is performed on young children before they cultivate martial arts—not on adults like this.
Children experience somewhat less pain, but adults are different.
“Ugh!”
“As I work on the meridian channels at the back of your neck, raise your hand if the pain becomes unbearable.”
Shortly after, the prince raises his hand. Jin Cheon-hee nods.
“Lower it now.”
“Can’t you make it hurt less?”
“Haha. You know that’s impossible. I can’t seal acupoints while performing the Bloodline Cleansing Technique. I need to confirm the technique is working properly. Hmm…. It’s proceeding well.”
The prince said something.
I’m not entirely sure, but it’s definitely a curse in Aisha’s language.
* * *
After the Bloodline Cleansing Technique ended, he bathed, and the technique was repeated again.
Once the excruciating pain subsided, Prince Han-bing collapsed from exhaustion and awoke again the next day.
He found it fascinating, repeatedly clenching and unclenching his own hand.
“My inner energy has increased. My body condition has improved as well.”
“Since you’ve already mastered martial arts, it wouldn’t normally increase like this. I forcibly circulated your meridians to temporarily create a Solar Body state.”
“Could I continue receiving acupuncture and live like this?”
“…The pain would be too severe. I don’t think it would be sustainable.”
“I see. Sigh….”
Prince Han-bing swallowed the cold tea with deliberate slowness.
“Heat still rushes through my body. But somehow, it feels less painful than before.”
“That’s temporary. It will return to normal soon.”
“Then what?”
“I’ll perform the Reformation Grand Method.”
The Reformation Grand Method.
It was the Baekrin Reformation Grand Method, created by my Master Baek Rin-ui-seon.
It shares some similarities with the Purification Technique, yet differs fundamentally.
While the Purification Technique aims to eliminate bodily waste and achieve a clean state,
the Reformation Grand Method strengthens the body through medicine and inner energy cultivation.
‘In some ways, it resembles corpse transformation techniques. My Master applied it to his own body to survive.’
It wasn’t difficult to imagine what drove him to perform a method typically used for corpse transformation on himself.
When survival is at stake, what wouldn’t one do?
My Master had already abandoned even the dignity that any living being should possess, all for survival.
He applied a method meant for the dead upon himself, experimenting on his own body again and again.
‘Sigh.’
Using his own body as an experimental subject, the Baekrin Reformation Grand Method was perfected.
Yet even so, the Yin Corruption Meridian was never cured.
He merely bought himself a few more years of life.
All of Gangho desperately wished for Hyeolrin’s death. And yet, knowing this, my Master still sought to save me.
A life crushed and struggling to continue.
What did my Master see within that darkness?
We cannot know the hearts of others.
But that despair from then is now saving someone.
Some darkness burns itself to call forth light.
We call that ‘hope’.
“It will take a month to complete.”
I didn’t forget to explain that it resembled the method used in corpse transformation.
Or that I would need to employ restraints if he refused.
At those words, the Prince smiled sadly.
“Don’t you know what my answer will be?”
“Couldn’t we keep it secret?”
“Father will be furious.”
“….”
Jin Cheon-hee nodded silently.
“For an entire month, there won’t be a single day without pain.”
“Then So Ui-seon, you’ll have to exhaust both your stamina and mental fortitude. It won’t be easy.”
He spoke thus and slowly sipped his tea again.
“I don’t know. What I learned was always a life of responsibility, the life of an eldest son inheriting this nation. Wouldn’t I want to live for myself and my own desires? But if things continue like this, I’ll die soon. Even if I survive through destruction, my younger brothers who will eventually inherit the throne will kill me. Don’t those who love gambling and drugs always have bad friends?”
In the original work, Prince Han-bing probably died.
So either the second or third prince would have inherited the throne.
Then it wouldn’t be difficult for Hyeolseonggyo to become twisted.
Like pseudo-religions, Hyeolseonggyo also exploits human weaknesses.
‘In Jicheon Cheonma, there were only dead people.’
This was probably why certain things couldn’t be written in the original work.
Would I have acted differently if I hadn’t known the original?
Regardless, I agree with Prince Han-bing’s assessment.
And I know there’s no way for this kingdom to survive except for him to inherit the throne.
“Once you recover, what would you like to do? Something you couldn’t do normally?”
….
Whoosh—
He gazed slowly out the window.
Spring in the Central Plains, but here it’s still winter.
Looking at the relentlessly falling snow, he spoke.
“I want to practice lightness kung fu so fast my heart feels like it’ll burst. Is that funny?”
“Hmm… No. My Master also performed sword dances after fully recovering.”
Recalling what he carved with that sword dance makes my face burn, but regardless, that must have been important to my Master.
Compared to that, lightness kung fu is quite reasonable, isn’t it?
“I want to drink too. I hear the liquor here is stronger than Central Plains liquor. Is that really true?”
“Well, since the Central Plains is so vast, it’s hard to generalize with extremes… but overall, Aisha Kingdom liquor is quite strong.”
Jin Cheon-hee said.
“Then once you’re fully recovered, let’s have a drink.”
“I heard you don’t like alcohol. Is that acceptable?”
“As long as I can keep eating the side dishes?”
“Haha, I’m counting on you.”
The patient was ready. Then I too needed to prepare. Watching the snow fall thickly across the distant snowy plains, I spoke.
“Fortunately, I’m quite confident in prolonged treatments. It’s not something I’ve only done once or twice.”
“My, the Fire Empire’s Emperor sent me a most reliable doctor.”
* * *
For the entire month, when the sun rose, I practiced my Master’s Baekrin Uiseon’s Healing Method.
When the sun set, I returned and worked with the ice crystals and thousand-year combined vitality pills the King bestowed upon me.
“Are you weaving thread?”
“Yes. When I apply the metal element of the Five Elements True Qi to the vitality pills, this becomes possible.”
“Oh. How fascinating. Are you making fabric?”
“Well… in a way, they are similar. Though it’s closer to netting and balloons than fabric.”
“…?”
Gongseon Yeong couldn’t understand what I was saying. But this wasn’t the first time he’d seen me doing strange things.
‘He must be conducting some kind of experiment,’ he concluded.
“You sleep only two hours a day?”
“Just barely enough.”
“You’ll die like that.”
“Kehehehe, you go to sleep first, sister.”
Jin Cheon-hee deliberately laughed in an exaggerated manner as I sent Gongseon Yeong away.
Gongseon Yeong couldn’t understand.
‘Isn’t he improving?’
Though he wasn’t entirely sure, he’d heard people lavishly praising Jin Cheon-hee for the significant improvements in the royal physicians of the Aisha Kingdom.
If that were the case, shouldn’t he be able to live with a bit more ease?
Yet Jin Cheon-hee seemed to be working as if being chased.
‘Well, if that’s how he is, then that’s how he is.’
Eventually, he asked.
“Are you afraid that treatment method you mentioned might fail?”
“I am afraid.”
“That the patient might die?”
“Of course I’m afraid of that. But… I’m also afraid of the future that will come if this person dies.”
“Well… people suffering under a debauched king isn’t something new, is it?”
“Hahahaha. That’s true.”
He only said this and laughed.
For some reason, it was irritating, so I pinched his cheek.
“Ow!”
“Honestly, with that expression like you’re carrying the world’s burdens. And yet you’re so reckless.”
* * *
The treatment continued for a month.
The Bloodline Cleansing Method and the Baekrin Restoration Technique.
When both of these were finally complete, five physicians from Baekrin Medical Guild arrived.
Surprisingly, Prince Ju-wang had come with them.
Since it wasn’t an official visit, she deliberately covered her face with a wide-brimmed hat and greeted Jin Cheon-hee warmly.
“Hey there! How have you been? You still look exhausted.”
“What? I asked you to send martial artists and physicians, so why did you come in person?”
“Can’t you at least say you’re happy to see me?”
She was asking with a deliberately stern expression.
“Ah, no… I… I am happy. Prince Ju-wang. Of course I’m happy…”
“I came to teach you directly. You said you need the Solar Divine Technique?”
“Yes. Yes, that’s right.”
The Prince herself would personally instruct me?
In other words, this meant that for both Pung Ha-eun and Pung Ha-geum, diplomacy with the Aisha Kingdom held that much importance.
My prediction was correct.
‘Because they’d be devoured by Hyeolseonggyo.’
If it weren’t for our Cheon Sal-seong, Yeo Ha-ryun, the Hyeolseonggyo would have grown even more powerful centered around the Aisha Kingdom, scattering blood in all directions.
But Gold and Silver Kings wouldn’t be able to predict that far without knowing the original story—they’re simply solidifying what they can control.
Direct instruction creates bonds, they say.
The Middle Kingdom especially values this, but the Outer Lands are no different.
The bond between master and disciple is particularly special.
It wasn’t for nothing that the North Sea Ice Palace bestowed a name upon the First Prince and accepted him as a disciple.
If the King of the Aisha Kingdom were to use the martial arts of the North Sea Ice Palace, that connection would become more precious than gold itself.
Even if Prince Han-bing were to succumb to the Eight Extraordinary Meridians Severing and perish, they couldn’t treat him coldly since there would be the merit of extending his son’s life.
Similarly, what would happen if I were to directly receive instruction in the Solar Divine Art from Ju Wang-ya?
‘Flawless. Truly.’
With Eunwang and Ju Wang-ya together, they’d gained the leisure to devise such schemes.
‘And on top of that, they’re using me as a game piece.’
This damned imperial secret blood.
Just wait and see how expensive the medical fees will be. You Pungga bastards.
Jin Cheon-hee sharpened his blade in silence.

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