I Became the Oriental Doctor for Divine Beasts - Chapter 100

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Physician to the Divine Beasts
#100
I paused, pressing my lips together, then looked back at Sister.
“A brief visit to the clinic isn’t enough. I need to open Dong-su’s heart first before I can treat him properly.”
Sister looked flustered and asked again for confirmation.
“Director Go. Are you really willing to go that far? For just one child at the orphanage?”
I fell silent for a moment.
Honestly, I knew I was overdoing it. The clinic was busy, and I had the Divine Beasts to treat.
‘I’m not even sure why I’m doing this.’
But whenever I thought of Dong-su, my heart grew heavy.
In the end, I smiled slightly and answered.
“It’s just… I’m worried about Dong-su.”
Sister said nothing for a long while.
Then she looked at me with warm eyes.
“Director Go. Thank you so much. Mi-so always said there was no doctor in the world quite like you, and now I see she was right.”
I felt oddly embarrassed and took a step back.
“Well, it’s worth trying. Hopefully acupuncture or herbal medicine will do the trick.”
But my desire to help Dong-su was genuine.
* * *
And so, I decided to spend my evenings at Saelbit Orphanage after work.
The orphanage readily provided me with a small on-call room.
Of course, the reactions of those around me who heard the news were all much the same.
“What, Director?”
Jo Mi-so was the first to look incredulous.
“Why would you go this far? You’re actually sleeping at the orphanage for a patient?”
She pressed her palm to her forehead.
“Your meddling knows no bounds!”
“Does it?”
“It does, and how!”
When I laughed awkwardly, Jo Mi-so shook her head in disbelief.
“Director, you’re only human. Aren’t you exhausted?”
I paused to consider.
Of course it would be a lie to say I wasn’t tired.
By day I saw patients at Baek Myodang, and by night I watched over Dong-su at the orphanage—the physical toll was bound to be considerable.
Still.
“I can’t just pretend not to see a patient in need.”
“Oh, our Director…”
“I’ve even prepared Deer Antler Tonic for myself to maintain stamina.”
Just as an undercover stakeout needs a bento box, I figured undercover treatment needed a restorative tonic.
When I laughed, Mi-so laughed along—though it was clearly a laugh of exasperation.
“Wow. You even brought performance-enhancing supplements.”
“Medical staff need to be healthy too.”
“That’s true. I’m alive because you treat me every day.”
She finally relented, nodding.
“As someone saved by your well-meaning meddling, I can’t say anything more.”
I chuckled.
Was this just a Purifier’s instinct?
Strangely, I found it almost impossible to ignore a suffering person and simply walk away.
‘How could anyone stand by and watch a child drown without acting?’
A patient’s pain felt exactly like that to me.
And so another day passed, just before I closed the clinic.
Ding—
“Noona, I’m here!”
Ma Yun-sang walked into Baek Myodang with a bright smile.
“Oh, Yun-sang’s here?”
I greeted him warmly.
Since the Sokcho summer camp, Yun-sang’s expression had become noticeably brighter.
“Did something good happen? You look happy.”
As I prepared for treatment, Yun-sang smiled broadly.
“The team atmosphere has been really great lately. And my condition is peak.”
Then he lowered his voice and added.
“And those guys have been dealt with.”
Those guys meant Kim Beom-hee, the senior athletic trainer, and Sohn Byeong-su, the player.
The ones who’d spiked Yun-sang’s drink with drugs.
“The Athletic Association handed down disciplinary action. Kim Beom-hee was suspended from practice, and Sohn Byeong-su had his contract terminated.”
“I see.”
It was effectively a ban from the industry.
Yun-sang smiled with relief.
“It’s all thanks to you, Noona. I really can’t thank you enough.”
I bit back my laughter.
The way Yun-sang was beaming made him look less like a Divine Beast horse and more like a Divine Beast puppy.
‘Like he’s about to wag his tail at any moment.’
In this warm atmosphere, just as the treatment was wrapping up.
Yun-sang suddenly spoke up, as if remembering something.
“Noona. You’ll be off work soon, right? Have you eaten dinner?”
“No, not yet.”
“Then let me buy you dinner. Let’s go somewhere nice and eat something delicious.”
Yun-sang smiled as he said this.
My eyes lit up instantly.
He mentioned somewhere nice, and a place suddenly came to mind.
“Oh! Now that you mention it, there’s a restaurant I’ve been wanting to visit.”
“Where?”
I pulled out my wallet from my bag.
And then I whipped out the Black Card that President Baek Ho-jung had given me.
“Fine Dining in Cheongdam-dong. Your Noona’s treating today!”
“…!”
Yun-sang’s eyes went wide.
* * *
Cheongdam-dong.
With Ma Yun-sang, I found the fine dining restaurant, La Maison de Hae, run by Hae Jung-woo, the second son of the Hae Clan leader and a star chef.
I’d searched it up before coming, and it turned out to be far more famous than I expected.
Reservations were booked months in advance, and the place had been featured multiple times in domestic and international fine dining guides.
‘Of course, I wore the Won Clan Glasses to hide my identity for this visit too.’
The same identity-concealing item that had come in handy during the Sokcho market food tour.
This might sound a bit presumptuous, but.
Lately, I was starting to understand the feeling of famous celebrities wrapping themselves in hats and masks.
‘Especially since Doctor Inside aired, quite a lot of people have started recognizing me…’
And with Ma Yun-sang, a national soccer team representative, at my side.
Someone would definitely notice and take photos, sparking all sorts of strange rumors.
“Yun-sang, you look really cool right now.”
I watched him through my glasses and smiled. He was dressed in semi-formal wear instead of his usual athletic clothes.
Though he seemed uncomfortable with the compliment, his face flushed.
“Really? Do I look okay?”
His considerable height and build, combined with the formal attire, made a few passersby glance his way.
Thanks to my glasses, they probably couldn’t identify his face, but his muscular physique definitely stood out.
‘His physical presence is striking enough to penetrate the power of these glasses…’
Yun-sang adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat before speaking.
“Well, you look very beautiful today too, Noona.”
I’d put a bit more effort into my appearance today.
Since it was a fine dining establishment, I didn’t want to show up in sneakers, so I’d put on a neat dress with a light jacket.
“Really? Thank you.”
I answered with a bright smile.
Yun-sang’s cheeks seemed to flush a little deeper.
Then he playfully changed his demeanor and offered me his arm, like a gentleman escorting a lady.
“Shall we go?”
“Yes, I’d like that.”
I smiled and gladly linked my arm through his.
We walked into the restaurant together side by side.
The interior was exactly as luxurious as I’d imagined.
High ceilings, soft chandeliers.
A live piano performance drifted softly from the stage set up in one corner of the dining room.
‘Wow, they really spared no expense.’
As I marveled quietly, a staff member guided us into a private room.
And moments later.
The door opened and a familiar face appeared.
“Welcome!”
Cheongdam-dong’s star chef and second son of the Hae Clan leader.
Hae Jung-woo.
“Good to see you again.”
“Director Go Yeon-hee and Player Ma Yun-sang, it’s a true honor that you’ve come personally. Since you’re here as guests, please just relax and enjoy yourselves.”
He flashed a confident smile.
He was certainly the opposite of his older brother Hae Il-woo. While the firstborn was traditional and understated, the second was flashy and trendy.
Soon, dishes began arriving one after another.
My eyes widened.
“Yun-sang, look at the plating. It’s pure art.”
Flower-decorated appetizers, soup with a smoke effect.
Each plate was so beautiful it was almost a shame to eat it. Every single dish elicited gasps of admiration.
“Wow…!”
At my reaction, Hae Jung-woo flashed his white teeth in a smile.
“Director Go, do you approve?”
“Yes, it looks less like food and more like an art piece.”
I meant it.
The taste was exceptional, the ingredients appeared to be top-tier, and the technique was flawless.
‘Hmm? But…’
As the meal progressed, I felt an odd sense of discord again.
I set down my fork and paused to think.
The food was delicious, but something felt hollow.
It was as if the dishes were urging, “Look at me! Aren’t I amazing? Hurry and praise me!”
And honestly, Hae Jung-woo’s descriptions of the food were excessively long.
“This sauce drew inspiration from the southern regions of France…”
“This recipe was perfected after years of research…”
“As for the philosophy behind this plating…”
Only as the meal was nearing its end did Hae Jung-woo excuse himself politely and leave.
Yun-sang and I exited the restaurant.
“Whew, dinner went on for quite a while.”
I released the breath I’d been holding.
The cool night air of Cheongdam-dong felt refreshing.
A breeze from somewhere gently stirred my hair.
“So, Noona.”
Yun-sang looked down at me and asked.
“How was the food here?”

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