Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 95

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Chapter 95
Flames
Rustle—
“What now? Another small fry coming back with a thousand gold coins?”
I clenched my fists tightly.
“Cheon-hee. Hahaha, where have you been, deceiving your master like this?”
When I turned around, Jegalling stood there with a cold expression, smiling.
His complexion had deteriorated further since I last saw him, yet the aura he emanated was terrifying.
Behind Jegalling stood Yoo Ho, whose face had become half as pale as the patient Jegalling himself.
‘That bastard Yoo Ho…?’
In that instant, Jegalling’s hand seized my ear.
“Aaaahhh! Master!”
“I distinctly remember sending my disciple to train in seclusion at the abandoned monastery. So why are you out here?”
“That’s not it, Master!”
“Hahaha, I see. Your inner energy has grown considerably, and your body has become quite formidable. Let’s discuss the details inside, shall we?”
Crunch—
Only then did I realize how terrifying my master’s realm truly was.
Even with all my strength, I couldn’t break free from his grip on my ear.
‘How is he generating such power when his condition seems to have worsened?’
Woof!
Meanwhile, Hwang-gu seemed delighted, realizing he didn’t need to wait outside.
He trotted eagerly behind me as I was dragged along, wagging his tail enthusiastically.
* * *
I endured a lifetime’s worth of nagging compressed into a single hour. After lecturing me at length, my master finally sighed.
“I’ve already gathered the general information. But I want to hear it from your own mouth.”
I swallowed hard.
Beneath my feet, Hwang-gu lay on his back, panting contentedly.
Perhaps it was because I’d given him medicinal candy—he looked incredibly happy.
Not just any candy, but Baek Rin-ui-seon’s medicinal candy. The herbal ingredients made Hwang-gu even more delighted.
‘He knows what’s good for his body…’
I scratched Hwang-gu’s belly and began my account.
“First, you’ve likely guessed that I needed the inner core of the Mannyeonhwari.”
I retrieved the Mannyeonhwari’s inner core from my bundle.
To be precise, it was wrapped in clay like a dumpling, but given its scorching surface and the overwhelming aura it radiated, no one doubted its authenticity.
“How did you know it was there?”
Jegalling immediately struck at the crux of the matter.
I flinched but maintained a composed expression.
“In fact, I know the locations where at least five spiritual creatures dwell, and I’m aware of the sources of seven different spiritual medicines.”
This game was already over.
There was no point in lying here.
I added one more thing.
“I cannot tell you how I know this.”
“….”
Jegalling’s brow furrowed.
He pressed his temples firmly.
“Very well. When I accepted you as my disciple, I promised not to ask such things anymore.”
That was the contract between us. Soon, Jegalling opened his mouth.
“But this one thing troubles me. Capturing the Mannyeonhwari itself would have been impossible with your current abilities. Will you continue to risk your life seeking other spiritual creatures in the future?”
“I would do anything to save you, Master.”
“Hee. I have little attachment to this world, and there is nothing more precious to me than my disciple’s life.”
“I understand.”
“….”
I answered firmly while gazing at Jegalling.
Jegalling eventually sent me out.
I bowed deeply to Jegalling and left.
Jegalling watched the place where I had gone for a long time, then swallowed his tea.
“You seem troubled.”
Yoo Ho spoke.
“This impious disciple is giving me a headache.”
“Yet you appear pleased.”
“Yes. Where else would one find a disciple so devoted to his master?”
Jegalling felt a small smile forming at the corners of his mouth.
It was a strange emotion. He was angry that the disciple had done something dangerous, yet the fact that he had returned even more grown was a master’s joy.
“Now I understand why the old eccentrics of the Gangho lose their minds over a single disciple.”
Jegalling muttered while swallowing the bitter tea.
“It’s truly a peculiar feeling. Worry mingles with anger, yet there is joy and satisfaction all at once.”
Is this what the Gangho calls the bond between master and disciple?
Jegalling fell into thought.
* * *
In the Martial Arts World, spiritual elixirs and inner elixirs possess truly unique properties.
They are both liquid and solid, possessing all three qualities of qi.
It is no wonder they are called the flower of martial arts novels.
They are mysteries that modern science could never unravel.
Using these spiritual elixirs, I had been creating sutures, but this time the purpose was to craft a kind of fabric to be installed within the heart.
I used a chisel to break apart the mud surrounding the Mannyeonhwari’s inner elixir.
Crack!
The sound resembled shattering porcelain.
It seemed the heat inside had been tremendous.
Indeed, the Mannyeonhwari’s inner elixir revealed itself, steam rising gently from its surface.
The inner elixir was as massive as the Mannyeonhwari’s body itself.
“Alright… let me focus.”
I began extracting the inner elixir into long, thread-like strands using the Metal element of the Five Elements Divine Skill.
One mistake could cause the fire qi dwelling within the inner elixir to scatter, so this required absolute concentration.
“Is there anything else I can assist you with?”
Yoo Ho, standing beside me, asked.
It seemed his mood had improved at the thought that he might actually save his lord if this succeeded.
“Once I’ve extracted all of this into metal threads, you’ll proceed according to the design.”
“This will truly be inserted into the body, correct?”
“Yes. Remarkably so.”
What was fascinating was that objects created from spirit elixir and inner elixir showed no rejection when implanted into the human body.
While there were cases of death from absorbing excessive inner power beyond what one could accommodate—resulting in qi deviation—there were no instances of the immune response described in modern medicine causing fatal rejection. It was truly remarkable.
‘In a way, it’s similar to blood parasites.’
The second thing that fascinated me was blood parasites.
Despite being parasites, they assimilated themselves by consuming the host’s inner power.
In that process, there was no medical rejection response.
They didn’t cause qi deviation during circulation either.
The only way they caused death was if you failed to feed them in time, causing them to burst inside the body.
‘And the third thing is bone replacement and rebirth.’
Though I’d experienced it directly, I still couldn’t grasp the principle.
The body reassembling itself. And on top of that, being able to grow younger or older.
‘Just as there was science in my previous world, qi exists in this place.’
I prided myself on having adapted well to the Martial Arts World, yet it remained difficult.
Yoo Ho, watching from the side, spoke.
“Your inner power seems to have become even more refined? And your endurance has grown considerably.”
“I underwent bone replacement and rebirth.”
At my sudden remark, Yoo Ho’s eyes widened before narrowing again.
“I suspected as much. Normally when one trains in martial arts, bone and muscle growth accelerates and the body enlarges, but your transformation was excessive even accounting for that.”
“I haven’t told Master yet. I will eventually, though.”
“He probably already knows. His anger subsided the moment he saw you.”
At those words, I nodded.
“He likely realized it when he first saw me.”
“Your facial features didn’t change much, though?”
“Why, did you fall for me?”
“Ha ha ha, please spare me that revolting expression.”
“Your hatred is only temporary, Yoo Ho. Once I finish this, everything else becomes your responsibility.”
I said no more and heightened my concentration once again.
Due to the fire qi from the Mannyeonhwari’s inner elixir, I had to continuously circulate water qi to protect my hands.
‘Using ice would risk disrupting the harmony…’
Even if my flesh burned somewhat, I was determined to complete this.
The smell of burning flesh filled the air.
“Young Master, you certainly are ruthless.”
“Oh, have you finally fallen for my character?”
“Sigh… I can’t even kill you.”
I chuckled to myself as I burned my own flesh.
The moment my qi circulation slowed even slightly, pain surged through me. Yet my expression remained composed.
“At my age, this will heal quickly. A little pain doesn’t matter to me. My Master’s life is far more precious.”
“I ask this seriously—why go this far? When the Master passes, all of this will become yours.”
Sizzzzz—
Golden threads infused with heat stretched out in long strands.
Deep scars etched across my fingertips.
“Well, if the surgery fails, you’ll come to kill me anyway, won’t you?”
“That’s the predetermined course, but isn’t there anything else?”
“Isn’t it natural for a disciple to stake their life protecting the Master who taught them martial arts?”
“I understand that’s not the sort of thing you’d normally be bound by.”
“…”
I fell into thought.
Why was I going this far to save Jegalling?
After pondering for a long while, I answered.
“If our positions were reversed, he would do the same. Wasn’t taking me as a disciple in the first place born from that very intention?”
“That’s correct.”
“Then that settles it. Thinking too deeply about it will only give me a headache.”
I continued creating golden threads. The smell of burning flesh permeated the room.
I spoke.
“This is actually good training. To maintain the Water element of the Five Elements Divine Skill using all my meridians, I need to concentrate to the absolute limit, right? If I complete this flawlessly without a single mistake, my cultivation could deepen significantly.”
Yoo Ho looked at me as if I were a madman.
“What is it, Yoo Ho?”
“I was thinking I’d like to crack open your skull and examine your brain.”
“Haha, quite the joke.”
“I find your face repulsive, but your brain—I genuinely want to see it.”
‘This bastard is serious.’
I clicked my tongue and continued steadily with my work.
* * *
I ultimately succeeded in the first stage of processing the Mannyeonhwari’s inner elixir.
Having accomplished the most difficult part, the second and third stages of processing would now fall to Yoo Ho and the Medical Assistants.
In the meantime, I shared the overview and procedures of thoracic endovascular aortic repair with the Medical Assistants and conducted training sessions.
‘Normally, this would require collaboration with specialists from other disciplines…’
But here, I was alone.
If I failed, my Master would die, and Yoo Ho would come to kill me.
I knew well that he would show no mercy whatsoever when he did.
He would merely deliberate whether to snap my neck or wring it.
‘I must succeed. I absolutely must succeed.’
A week of preparation passed in that resolve.
Before I knew it, the day of surgery had arrived.
* * *
In the early morning, I sat in lotus position, lost in meditation.
I did not circulate my inner energy.
I simply ran through the surgical simulation in my mind dozens, hundreds of times.
In doing so, memories of my training days surfaced.
Back then, I was the same—terrified of failure, and even more terrified because I couldn’t trust myself.
With no family to return to, the Medical Hall was my only refuge.
‘There was never a second chance.’
It felt like walking on glass.
If it shattered beneath me, I couldn’t bear to think what would come next.
Those were days when my chest felt hollowed out.
I had thrown myself into work, desperately trying to fill that void.
Perhaps it was the heart of a child, wishing that people would need me.
I was feeling that same emotion again.

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