Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 827

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Chapter 827
I’m tired of asking where I heard that from. It’s probably something I said myself.
Sama Hyeon interlaced his fingers and stretched.
“If you don’t mind~ what if I try to persuade this old man? If I convince him to accept treatment, that wouldn’t go against your principles, would it?”
“Well, that’s true. Whether family convinces him, a friend convinces him, or a stranger convinces him, it’s ultimately his decision. But what’s this about? You’re the one who doesn’t do things without profit, aren’t you?”
“Gaga~ Goodness, you make me sound so cold-blooded. Though, you’re not wrong.”
“Hmm?”
Sama Hyeon spoke honestly.
“I found out about this village’s finest peach wine, and it turns out this Jeong Gajangju brews the highest quality~ It’s said to be a renowned liquor worthy of presenting to the Previous Emperor.”
My eyes widened.
“Really? If it’s that good, he could sell it in the capital. Why is he staying here?”
“Apparently he has a stubborn personality and only produces a fixed amount each year, quietly selling it only to families with reservations. That’s why it’s a hidden gem. Hye-a eats so much peach, and now peach wine? The finest liquor worthy of presenting to the Previous Emperor? Ah, I can’t resist this~”
It was the heart of an older brother wanting to give only the finest to Sama-hye.
But something didn’t add up.
That was only a minor reason.
There must be some surface-level motive.
I looked at Sama Hyeon’s face.
It was difficult to discern what thoughts lay hidden behind that playful smile.
‘Could he really be going this far out of consideration for me? Ah, I don’t know.’
In any case, it seemed to be truly exceptional liquor.
A hidden gem that only designated people could drink…
“After he fell ill, it seems he stopped taking new reservations~ I looked for any leftover stock, but liquor disappears once you drink it. Besides, he won’t sell to anyone unless they’re high-ranking officials whose fortunes haven’t declined.”
“So there’s almost no way to buy it?”
“Right~ Our grandfather should make a bottle for Hye-a. No, two bottles. No, three bottles.”
My brother’s love was as deep as the Mariana Trench.
That was when it happened.
I felt a vibration as if my ears were ringing.
‘Sound transmission?’
Sound transmission meant controlling sound through inner energy.
It was essentially the foundation of sound arts.
Since it allowed only specific people to hear the sound, Kang Ho-in often used it to have secret conversations with each other.
From another perspective.
Once one became a master of sound arts, they could detect when others were using sound transmission.
Of course, you had to concentrate to notice it, and even masters of sound arts couldn’t understand the content.
Still, being able to sense the vibrations of sound transmission coming and going was considered a useful level of mastery.
And right next to me was none other than Sama Hyeon.
Someone was currently transmitting sound to Sama Hyeon.
“Hmmm.”
I saw Sama Hyeon exhale slowly with his mouth closed.
Surely, someone from Hao-mun was conveying information.
“Why? Is something wrong?”
“Hyeong. Do you believe in the connections of Gangho?”
“…Are you talking about something like heavenly fate?”
Sama Hyeon shook his head.
“No, just connections. Cause and effect—where there’s a cause, a result follows. Just mysterious destiny, you know? In Cheonchuk they call it karma. It’s not heaven that creates it, but the relationships between people that forge miracles.”
“Do you believe in it?”
At those words, Sama Hyeon smiled faintly.
“Strangely enough, the more I’ve dealt with information in Gangho, the more I’ve come to believe in such connections. Sometimes there’s a force that transcends mere debt of gratitude—something like destiny itself. Because of such connections, people who should have died return alive, and those who should never meet again find themselves face to face.”
It was a curious thing.
All the more so because it was coming from the head of the Golden Blood Hall, who held all the information.
“Hearing you say such things, it seems you have something on your mind.”
“I do. Something rather interesting, you might say?”
“What is it?”
“The Third Prince is coming here, apparently?”
“The Third… Cheonwoo?”
Cheonwoo was suddenly coming here?
‘The Jeongsa Great War has ended, but what brings him here?’
My eyes widened slightly. Sama Hyeon whistled.
“And. He’s carrying a newborn baby in his arms. Hmm~ Where did our Third Prince get a child from?”
“What?! Now?! Why–?!!”
I couldn’t help but cry out loudly.
Connections. It was connections.
* * *
“I heard it was quite a quiet village. But there are so many people?”
A man with a massive frame and foreign features.
Cheonwoo, the Wudang Sect’s Wudang Kwon Wang, had arrived at the village.
Contrary to his enormous build, a small child was swaddled against his chest.
A tiny bundle of flesh that didn’t look even a year old.
Worried it might be cold, he’d wrapped it tightly in bear fur, which only made the sight all the more incongruous.
“Uh… ooooh….”
“There, there.”
The baby was so small it seemed it would crumble at the slightest touch.
Yet the baby showed no fear of Cheonwoo whatsoever, and the way he held the child was remarkably natural.
Cheonwoo looked around the surroundings.
Though he had only one eye, it revealed things others could never perceive.
“Garrison soldiers and doctors…? Ah, that’s the Baekrin Medical Guild….”
Then a voice called out from afar.
“천우야아아아아—!”
A shout infused with internal energy.
Turning his head, I saw Jin Cheon-hee and Sama Hyeon approaching.
Cheonwoo’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Huh? Hyeong? Youngest Brother? What in the world is going on with you two?”
“I’m shocked too. We’re just doing medical volunteer work. But what are you doing here?”
Sama Hyeon immediately chimed in at Jin Cheon-hee’s words.
“Cheonwoo Hyeong, who is that baby’s mother? You didn’t tell Hyeong about leaving the monastery and getting married. Did you cause some kind of trouble…?”
“Haha. Hyeong. It seems Youngest Brother is doing well these days. Talking nonsense and all.”
As he said this, he grabbed Sama Hyeon’s shoulder with his massive frame.
“Right. Hyeon-a. You shouldn’t talk like that.”
As he naturally reprimanded Sama Hyeon, she pouted.
“Cheonwoo Hyeong. Your comebacks have really improved~”
“…Hm? I’m not sure what you mean, but this child belongs to someone else. I simply came here because they said they had family in this village.”
“Oho~ Really?”
“Of course. Once I chose the path of a Hermit, I had no interest in romance or such things. Anyway, I was worried because of the Jeong Conflict, but I’m glad to see you’re doing well. Hyeong, should we move somewhere more comfortable?”
Jin Cheon-hee answered with a startled expression.
“Ah, yes. Right. That’s true. Look at me, I’m losing my mind. Come on. Cheonwoo.”
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The three of them arrived at the house where Jin Cheon-hee was staying.
“It’s old, but it’s livable.”
Originally an abandoned house, it had been temporarily repaired and renovated for conducting medical consultations smoothly.
Sama Hyeon spoke first.
“I’ll prepare the tea~”
With those words, she hurried off.
Meanwhile, Jin Cheon-hee took out some refreshments and placed them before Cheonwoo.
Candied kumquat.
Perfect for eating this season, made by Jin Cheon-hee himself.
“When it’s cold, you naturally crave something tangy. It pairs perfectly with tea.”
The golden color stimulated the appetite.
Soon Sama Hyeon returned with the tea.
Strangely, the tea wasn’t transparent but rather cloudy in color.
As Cheonwoo and Jin Cheon-hee looked at it in surprise, Sama Hyeon explained.
“Hyeong used to mix tea with milk before, right? The villagers happened to give me goat’s milk, so I tried it. This region’s goat’s milk is rich and fragrant—it works wonderfully in tea.”
“Wow…. I only showed you once, but you really do learn fast.”
“Hehe, who do you think I am~ I’m not like Cheonwoo Hyeong, whom I’ve only just met.”
Sama Hyeon didn’t know, but Jin Cheon-hee had been exchanging letters with Cheonwoo frequently.
He was debating whether to mention it when Cheonwoo gave him a meaningful look.
It meant he shouldn’t worry about it.
[Sigh, our Cheonwoo always takes losses like this….]
[I’m fine, Hyeong. More than that, Hyeon looks happy, so please praise her a lot.]
At those words, Jin Cheon-hee felt a tender affection for Cheonwoo.
The milk tea that Sama Hyeon had made was rich and fragrant.
Though the fishy taste should have been noticeable, the tea leaves masked it so well that I kept drinking more and more.
On top of that, a small dish of honey was prepared on the side, and the thoughtful detail of placing a piece of honeycomb on top showed remarkable consideration.
‘This man can succeed at anything he does.’
To absorb and evolve from just one meal I’d prepared for him, observed only in passing.
I was beginning to think Gangho was far too narrow a stage for this man.
The three of us sat together eating milk tea and candied kumquats.
Cheonwoo in particular reached for the sweet food frequently, his hands moving without conscious thought after such a long time without such treats.
“Really now, you should leave some for your brother too~ This is too much.”
“It’s fine. It’s fine. Cheonwoo, you must have suffered so much caring for the baby all this time.”
Saying so, I set out a bit more of the candied kumquats.
Beside Cheonwoo, the baby crawled about with bright, toothy grins.
“Oh, it looks like he’ll be standing up soon.”
“Yes. His crawling speed is no joke. Before I know it, he’s disappeared somewhere….”
“Wasn’t it difficult traveling with the baby?”
In Gangho, travel meant risking one’s life.
Unless one was a master who had cultivated martial prowess, the roads weren’t maintained, there were no lanterns, and it was a place where tigers and mountain bandits roamed.
No matter how much money one spent to hire porters and travel by carriage, the carriage wouldn’t glide smoothly over unpaved roads.
No matter how thickly one padded the floor, one’s backside would ache.
Especially with a baby, who was sensitive, requiring extra careful protection—it couldn’t have been easy.
“The movement itself is manageable with lightness skill. Rather, the difficulty was begging for milk since he’s still nursing.”
“You had to rush between villages.”
“Yes. I had to carry the child while protecting his body temperature with my inner energy. Fortunately, my cultivation level isn’t low, so I managed somehow.”
Appearances aside—or rather, clearly—he was an absolute master who had reached Hwagyeong.
“There must have been rumors circulating for a while about the Undisputed Fist King carrying a baby~”
Sama Hyeon teased Cheonwoo with those words.
Cheonwoo laughed awkwardly.
“Maybe it turned out well. If people were less afraid. Even with the title of Undisputed Fist King, many people still fear me.”
Due to his massive frame and distinctive sharp features, people feared Cheonwoo regardless of his title.
Then the baby began whimpering and started to cry.
“Oh dear, it’s time already.”
Cheonwoo quickly removed the baby’s diaper, then wet a cloth with water from a prepared waterskin, wrung it out, and cleaned the baby’s bottom thoroughly. Then he dried it with his inner energy and changed him into a fresh diaper.
Both Jin Cheon-hee and Sama Hyeon could only stare with their mouths open, amazed that such a massive body could move with such agility and delicacy.
“Cheonwoo. You really take excellent care of him.”
Normally, there would be some sign of clumsiness, but Cheonwoo showed none of that.
“You learn by doing it. Rather, I’m troubled. There are other hermits besides me, yet I ended up taking on this task.”
“No…. I think you’re the perfect fit. I’m not teasing—I’m serious.”

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