Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 957

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Chapter 957
Several days after Yeo Ha-ryun fought in that strange place.
Yeo Ha-ryun fell from the sky.
Jin Cheon-hee rushed forward and caught him.
‘A person falling from the heavens… Somehow, I encounter Ha-ryun in far more bizarre circumstances than normal meetings.’
Yeo Ha-ryun appeared to be unconscious.
His clothes were nearly torn to shreds, and his body was covered in countless small wounds.
‘What could have happened to make this fellow injured to this degree and lose consciousness?’
It was difficult to imagine.
After all, Cheon Sal-seong’s talents were not something to be taken lightly.
Jin Cheon-hee found a nearby cave suitable for rest, laid Yeo Ha-ryun down, and retrieved the emergency medical kit.
He quickly boiled water prepared with a heat stone and took Yeo Ha-ryun’s pulse while he remained unconscious.
‘This brings back old memories. Back then, you suffered greatly at the hands of the previous Bangju of Gaebang…’
This time too, he had been wounded somewhere and fallen from the sky.
It was peculiar. As if space itself were tearing open.
Jin Cheon-hee slowly examined Yeo Ha-ryun’s pulse, then let out a relieved sigh.
“Thank goodness. Somehow he managed to avoid all the vital points. The bones and muscles are intact at this level. Though there are some fractures… but this is manageable with reduction techniques.”
Jin Cheon-hee brushed Yeo Ha-ryun’s head once as if impressed, then disinfected and sutured the wounds.
“Even your injuries happen to be in easy-to-treat places. Did you calculate where to get hurt?”
It would be impossible for an ordinary martial artist.
But somehow, Jin Cheon-hee felt it might be possible for Yeo Ha-ryun.
“Still! Well, you need to learn external techniques too.”
Saying so, he quickly removed Yeo Ha-ryun’s clothes and rapidly disinfected him using a water bucket and a heat stone.
After treating his entire body, he applied splints to the fractured areas.
‘Just how fiercely did he fight?’
Looking at the wounds, there were many old scars as well, and his entire body was covered in them.
‘Yes. He’s been through so much.’
He sighed softly and completed the final treatment.
“Now only the inner energy remains.”
His inner energy was churning wildly, perhaps shaken by the fierce battle.
Jin Cheon-hee reached out to calm Yeo Ha-ryun’s dantian.
Just as he was about to place his hand on his lower abdomen.
Flash!
Yeo Ha-ryun’s eyes suddenly snapped open.
At the same moment, killing intent began to envelop the surroundings thickly.
It was strange.
He gazed at Jin Cheon-hee with an expression like that of a beast.
Had Yeo Ha-ryun ever made such an expression?
Only after thinking that far did he realize the truth.
‘Cheon Sal-seong?’
The killing intent he emanates makes even the finest fur stand on end.
‘It’s not merely killing intent. This carries the very essence of will itself.’
The killing intent grows thicker, fueled by nothing but the pure instinct to slay.
The wild beasts around us, unable to withstand the killing intent, begin dropping one by one.
Remarkably.
Crack-crack-crack—
The wounds are healing at an astonishing speed, as if time itself were accelerating.
Soon, Yeo Ha-ryun speaks.
“I will kill.”
‘A rampage?’
I’ve witnessed this scene before in the Jicheon Cheonma.
When Yeo Ha-ryun descends into this madness, both enemies and allies alike become corpses.
And the one closest to him right now is….
‘Oh no, that’s me.’
Sure enough, the moment the rampaging Yeo Ha-ryun attempts to strike at me, Cheon Sal-seong finally notices the splint on his arm. In that gap, I bind time with the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong.
Even in the seemingly frozen time, Yeo Ha-ryun is fast.
But thanks to the splint, I am faster.
Moreover, he’s lying down, making it far more difficult for him to employ his techniques.
My hand moves swiftly, yet at an appropriate pace within the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong, as I strike Yeo Ha-ryun’s vital point.
Thunk!
In an instant, I seal the first vital point.
The Cheondul point below the neck!
Crack—
At that moment, the splint shatters explosively.
‘In the novel, there were times when a single vital point seal wasn’t enough to stop Yeo Ha-ryun during his rampage.’
I immediately press the second vital point.
The Jeonjung point at the solar plexus!
For the third and final point, I intended to seal the Jungbu point on his shoulder to immobilize his arm.
But within the increasingly slowed time, Yeo Ha-ryun’s hand grows faster and faster…!
‘Damn it! There’s no time…!’
The Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong makes a swift decision.
If sealing vital points is impossible…!
My hand uses the subtle principles of the Ihwa Jeongmok technique to seize Yeo Ha-ryun’s arm.
Then, channeling the subtle principles of Hoe, I flick his wrist.
Crack-crack-crack!
“Krraaaaaaagh!”
In an instant, his arm dislocates completely.
‘Insane. Even with his wounds healed, his energy hasn’t gone anywhere—yet he can still rampage like this?’
If I hadn’t been in the midst of treating Yeo Ha-ryun, if we’d met in the middle of the street, I doubt even I could guarantee my survival.
If it hadn’t been in the middle of treating Yeo Ha-ryun, and if they had met in the middle of the street, even Jin Cheon-hee would have found it difficult to guarantee his life.
After all, Yeo Ha-ryun of Jicheon Cheonma was someone who had killed Hyeongyeong’s enemy despite being Hwagyeong.
His self had merely transformed from Ha-ryun to Cheon Sal-seong, yet broken bones had knitted together and severed flesh had reconnected.
I exhaled softly.
“There is no enemy.”
But then another arm came flying.
However, with a pressure point strike, one arm dislocated.
Attacking from a prone position meant he could no longer be my match.
Crunch—
As the principle of Return settled into my intent, the other arm dislocated in an instant.
“Gahhhhh!”
“Shh… It hurts, doesn’t it? It’s alright. There is no enemy.”
Treating my younger brother by striking pressure points and then relocating his joints—a bizarre process.
Even I questioned what I was doing, but I couldn’t let my brother kill me, could I?
Once I confirmed there was no enemy, Yeo Ha-ryun’s original rationality would return.
Suddenly, Cheon Sal-seong’s crimson eyes fixed upon my blue ones.
After dislocating my brother’s arms, I stroked Yeo Ha-ryun’s head.
“It’s alright. It’s alright. You’re safe… there is no enemy.”
I caressed his head as if soothing a wounded beast.
Dislocating joints and patting him down—I was undoubtedly a madman.
Perhaps because of this, Cheon Sal-seong appeared gripped by a different kind of fear.
As Cheon Sal-seong moved his legs, I stared intently.
Wondering if I should dislocate his leg joints as well.
Flinch.
In that moment, it was I who moved first.
No need to touch his legs. I simply grabbed one shoulder and shook him like wringing out laundry.
Yet the vibration that began at his shoulder traveled through his collarbone, across his sternum, through his pelvis, and finally reached his legs.
Though it merely traveled that far, the vibration grew stronger and stronger…
Pop!
The joint dislocated.
“Krrrrgh!”
Whatever method I’d used, it hurt less than before.
But he certainly couldn’t move.
“I’ll leave one leg alone. You can manage that, right?”
What did that even mean?
Yet with my blue eyes staring intently, Cheon Sal-seong found himself nodding.
“Good. Good boy. Good boy. You’re safe here.”
Saying so, I stroked his head for quite some time, as if petting a dog.
Cheon Sal-seong’s eyes then met Hwang-gu’s.
Grrrrr—
His muzzle was wrinkled full of creases.
The moment Cheon Sal-seong saw that expression, he understood instinctively.
That dog was jealous.
Intensely so.
Jin Cheon-hee had never shown a shred of jealousy toward anyone else all this time.
For him to display jealousy toward Cheon Sal-seong of all beings.
Could this mutt actually be thinking of himself as equal to Cheon Sal-seong?
If his arms weren’t broken, if he could just unleash his power, this spirit beast would be reduced to a handful of blood.
Yet Jin Cheon-hee continued stroking Cheon Sal-seong’s head.
Those blue eyes were unsettling.
“Good boy, good boy. Rest well, and I’ll give you a treat later.”
Even as Cheon Sal-seong received these caresses, Hwang-gu remained jealous.
Grrrrr—
“….”
Something felt strange to Cheon Sal-seong.
* * *
I had a long dream.
A dream of endless falling through darkness.
Two blue moons hung in the sky, and I kept falling through some unknown place.
Never touching ground, with nothing to grasp.
Just falling, endlessly falling.
When Yeo Ha-ryun opened his eyes, the pair of blue moons had vanished, replaced by a yellow moon.
A full moon.
With the moon so bright, the starlight was strong enough that the Milky Way stretched across the sky in a long arc.
Bubble, bubble, bubble—
Something was boiling.
A savory aroma. A delicious smell.
Though I had lost my sense of taste long ago, saliva pooled in my mouth at this fragrance.
Sizzle!
Turning toward the sound, I saw my brother wielding a cooking utensil made from Heukgapoong’s shell.
Only then did Yeo Ha-ryun understand what those two blue moons were.
They were his brother’s eyes.
Pressing my chest, the qi and blood that had been roiling throughout my body now circulated calmly, like a dog shaking off rain.
“You’re awake. Rest a bit longer.”
“My limbs are… throbbing. It’s only natural given such grave wounds.”
“Ah, haha….”
Jin Cheon-hee averted his gaze.
He couldn’t bring himself to tell his younger brother that he’d gone mad and torn off his limbs.
But Yeo Ha-ryun immediately caught on.
“Cheon Sal-seong is quiet too. Did you do something?”
“…Yes. I tried to handle it as gently as possible, you know? And you were terrifying when you went mad. Goodness… but at least you’re lying down with splints, so it could have been worse.”
It appears he subdued his opponent immediately.
“What about clothes…?”
“I have spare clothes, and I left them with the dog, so wear those. Your old Demonic Cult robes are already in tatters—you can’t wear them again.”
Yeo Ha-ryun picked up the clothes his brother offered.
“They’ll be a bit small on you.”
“…That does appear to be the case.”
Yeo Ha-ryun put on the clothes his brother gave him without complaint.
Just as he said, the sleeves and hem were indeed a bit snug.
“Cheon Sal-seong fears you, brother.”
“Strange? I thought I ended things quite amicably through conversation?”
Jin Cheon-hee picked up a ladle and fell into thought.
“Anyway, you need to eat something. What kind of person has nothing but bones?”
“I’ve heard people say I have nothing but muscle, but never something like that.”
“No, it’s bones. I could feel your ribs.”
Though Yeo Ha-ryun couldn’t make sense of what he was saying, he sat quietly.
This place was safe, it smelled good, and the stars shone brightly in the sky.
Wherever his brother was, it was always like this.
Just his presence in this scene made him feel alive.
“Here, eat. It’s a medicinal herb pork and egg congee with pepper. Once your qi and blood settle, something this soft is actually better.”
“….”
“Oh, that’s right.”
Jin Cheon-hee only then remembered, inserting a needle to restore Yeo Ha-ryun’s sense of taste.
Yeo Ha-ryun savored each spoonful as he swallowed.
“It’s delicious.”
Someone might say it’s merely egg congee with pork added.
But it was a taste he hadn’t experienced in a long time.
Yeo Ha-ryun chewed slowly, savoring each grain of rice.
“I’ll give you more. Don’t hold back.”
“Mm.”
Sizzle—
This time, he cracked an egg and cooked it by frying it.
The outline of the yolk was distinct.
“Ah, I don’t usually give these eggs to anyone, but I’m making a special exception for you.”
“Hm?”
“Noeji’s unfertilized egg.”
Occasionally Noeji would lay unfertilized eggs, and she would constantly hand them over to Jin Cheon-hee.
Not knowing what to do with them, he left them lying around, and when he saw Cheonjin and Nanman stealing Noeji’s unfertilized eggs and pecking at them, he gave up trying to figure it out.
The way Noeji looked at him—as if to say, why aren’t you eating such precious things, or perhaps wondering if something was wrong with him.
It seemed one shouldn’t judge spiritual creatures by human standards….
After searching through texts, he learned that unfertilized eggs laid by Cheonryeong contain thunder force within them, don’t spoil, and are used as quasi-medicinal ingredients, so he’s been storing them carefully.
‘I’ve heard that spirit geese rarely lay unfertilized eggs, yet Noeji keeps laying them whenever she feels like it.’
According to the texts I’ve read, some say it happens only once every ten years.
Master said that Noeji had to live in constant tension in the wild, but perhaps she’s doing this because she’s happy and living well here.
It wasn’t just that food, clothing, and shelter were guaranteed—she also had conversation partners beyond my two children: Hwang-gu and Yoo Ho (?), so she’d gained plenty of companions to talk with.
‘Now that I think about it, her feather color is definitely different compared to when we first met.’
She simply seems to be living far too comfortably.
A spirit goose that lays medicinal pills… no, rather… a spirit creature that lays medicinal pills.
‘Avian spirit creatures are especially rare, and since she lays medicinal pills too, everyone must have gone to great lengths trying to obtain her.’
Using such a Noeji as a messenger bird—there’s no luxury quite like it.
Having finished his thoughts, Jin Cheon-hee spoke.
“You fell from the sky.”
“Mm.”
“Where exactly did you fall from?”
There was nothing in that place except the sky itself.
It was as if someone had suddenly appeared through instantaneous teleportation.

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