I Became the Oriental Doctor for Divine Beasts - Chapter 102

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I had become a physician for Divine Beasts.
#102
The next morning.
I returned to Baek Myodang as soon as dawn broke.
I was somewhat tired from having slept poorly at the orphanage all night, but that wasn’t the issue now.
‘I need to find out more about the priest at the orphanage.’
After hurriedly preparing for consultations, I called for Baek Eun-ho.
When I said I had something important to discuss, he appeared immediately.
“Eun-ho, can I ask you for one favor?”
Baek Eun-ho set down a coffee cup on the waiting room table with a sullen expression.
“No.”
“You won’t even hear me out?”
“High probability it’s something annoying.”
“This time it’s relatively simple.”
“That’s what scares me more.”
I continued as if I hadn’t heard him.
“I’d like you to look into the priest at Saebit Orphanage in detail—what kind of person he is.”
…….
After a brief silence, Eun-ho’s eyes narrowed.
“Doctor, I think I might need treatment myself. I’m hearing things.”
“You heard correctly. It’s about the priest at the orphanage.”
…….
“Why that look?”
Baek Eun-ho’s jaw dropped.
He straightened up and asked seriously.
“Doctor… that type really is your style?”
“What are you talking about?”
I opened my eyes wide in disbelief.
Eun-ho crossed his arms.
“I mean, you like that innocent, naive-looking type?”
“Wait, wait a second.”
I quickly waved my hands.
“What are you even saying?”
“Or why would you suddenly ask me to dig up information on an ordinary person? And he’s a priest, for that matter. You can’t date him anyway, right?”
Eun-ho furrowed his brow as he rambled on.
“Ah, unless… you have some romance fantasy about forbidden love?”
“That’s not it!”
I raised my voice, exasperated.
“Stop saying weird things and listen to me!”
In the end, I explained everything that had happened so far.
How the Miao Eye Stone had reacted.
How my chest had ached inexplicably.
The prayer room from my Precognitive Dream.
And how I’d found that exact same place at the actual orphanage.
“Hold on.”
As I finished my account,
Eun-ho’s expression had grown serious.
“You’re saying something like that really happened recently?”
“Yes, that’s what I’m saying.”
Eun-ho sat in contemplative silence for a while.
Then he murmured something very softly.
“Could it be…”
“What? What is it?”
I craned my neck forward eagerly.
Eun-ho’s lips moved as if he were about to speak, but then he shook his head.
“No. It’s not certain yet.”
He stood up from his seat.
“Let me investigate first. I’ll let you know when I have results.”
With that, Eun-ho left Baek Myodang.
Left alone, I tilted my head in confusion.
‘He seems to have something on his mind, but what could it be?’
Still, I didn’t press him. It seemed unlikely he’d tell me anything more even if I asked.
* * *
That day, as consultations were winding down,
Baek Eun-ho returned to Baek Myodang.
“Doctor, I looked into that priest.”
I asked with hopeful eyes.
“So? What did you find?”
“Not much.”
“What?”
Eun-ho flopped onto the sofa and ran a hand through his hair.
“Really nothing at all.”
“Nothing at all?”
He dropped some documents onto the table.
“Name: Seon Yo-han. Age: twenty-nine. From an ordinary Catholic family. Graduated from seminary, received ordination, and was first assigned to Saebit Orphanage.”
…….
“Not a Divine Beast, not a Fallen One. No criminal record, not even a single traffic ticket. A model citizen.”
I stared blankly at the documents.
“That’s all? Really nothing?”
“Exactly.”
Eun-ho, chin resting on his hand, gave me a suspicious look.
“Doctor, you didn’t ask me to investigate just because he’s your type, did you?”
“No, I told you it’s not like that!”
“Hmm. I’m still a bit suspicious, honestly. You didn’t fall for the priest, sacrilege and all?”
“Eun-ho!”
I almost threw a cushion at him.
Eun-ho finally laughed and raised both hands in surrender.
“Fine, fine.”
Why does he enjoy teasing me so much anyway?
“Anyway.”
When I glared at him, Eun-ho changed the subject.
“So how’s that boy Dong-su coming along?”
At those words, my expression darkened immediately.
“There’s still a long way to go.”
“Why?”
“I have a treatment plan in place. The Night Blindness itself should respond well to a heart-and-spirit approach.”
I pointed to the acupoints on the inner side of my wrist.
“Here—the Shenmen and Neiguan acupoints showed promise. Using the Baihui and Sishencong points on the head would be helpful too. I’ve already thought of a herbal medicine formula.”
“What is it?”
“A variant of Gan Mai Da Zao Tang—it’s commonly used to calm anxious, sensitive children.”
“So it’s done then?”
I sighed in front of Eun-ho, who tilted his head.
“Done? I haven’t even started because my little patient is stubbornly refusing treatment.”
“Ah…”
“Acupuncture and herbal medicine are out of the question. He won’t even let me take his pulse—he runs away every time he sees me.”
“That’s not easy, then.”
Eun-ho clicked his tongue.
I leaned back helplessly against the sofa.
“Exactly.”
“But you don’t plan to give up, right?”
“Of course not.”
I answered quickly, and Eun-ho let out a short laugh.
“Right. I knew you’d say that.”
“What’s that reaction supposed to mean?”
“Nothing. I just can’t imagine you giving up on a patient.”
…….
I blinked for a moment, then smiled softly.
“You’re right. I can’t do that.”
It won’t be easy.
But this time, I had no intention of backing down.
* * *
A few days later, on a weekend.
I visited the Hae Clan Main Estate in Jeonju again.
“Are you taking your herbal medicine regularly?”
As I felt her pulse, a faint smile crossed An Ju-in’s face.
“Yes, thanks to you, it’s improved greatly.”
She gently touched her chest.
“Before, my heart would race and I’d feel anxious for no reason. I’d wake up in the middle of the night. Now that’s much better. My stomach doesn’t feel heavy either.”
It was encouraging.
The Gui Pi Tang-family formula was working properly.
Heart-Spleen Deficiency.
A condition where worry and anxiety have accumulated over time, weakening the vital force of both the heart and spleen.
The spleen aspect was clearly recovering.
But.
“How is your appetite?”
At my question, An Ju-in’s expression darkened slightly again.
“Well…”
After hesitating briefly, she spoke quietly.
“I still don’t have an appetite.”
It was the answer I had expected.
The body’s illness had improved to some degree.
The problem was that the knot in her heart remained, so her appetite had not returned.
‘This is only half a cure if things stay like this.’
I swallowed a sigh internally and carefully broached the subject.
“If you don’t mind, could I ask you one thing?”
“Of course.”
“Is there something that’s worrying you most lately?”
An Ju-in’s pupils trembled slightly.
I smiled gently.
“I don’t have children of my own, but I’ve heard most parents say their children are their greatest concern.”
A silence fell.
An Ju-in turned her gaze toward the window.
The garden leaves were trembling in the autumn breeze.
Looking at that view, she opened her mouth quietly.
“Originally…”
Her voice trembled slightly.
“My children were very close. When they were young, the three of them were always together.”
I listened quietly.
A faint smile crossed An Ju-in’s lips as she recalled the past.
“They’d play pranks together, sneak food from the kitchen and get scolded by me.”
Her eyes turned toward some distant place.
“But at some point, things changed. They stopped going around together and seemed distant from one another. Then recently, my husband announced he would pass down the House Lord position through competition…”
She sighed softly.
“Now it’s just not the same as before.”
I asked carefully.
“From what I heard from the House Lord, your youngest son had excellent cooking skills originally, even though he doesn’t cook now. Is that true?”
At that, An Ju-in’s face brightened slightly.
She looked like someone whose favorite topic had come up and was delighted.
“Indeed. That child was truly special.”
An Ju-in’s eyes curved softly.
“When Seong-woo was four years old, I went into the kitchen and found him kneading flour dough by himself.”
“A four-year-old?”
“Yes. So everyone was amazed. That’s when I realized—this child is truly different.”
She broke into a smile.
Pride was evident in An Ju-in’s voice.
“All our Hae men are skilled cooks, but Seong-woo was especially extraordinary among them.”

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