I Became the Oriental Doctor for Divine Beasts - Chapter 106

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A physician for Divine Beasts
#106
“Yes.”
Seon Yo-han nodded heavily.
“Only the Director and I know about it. It seemed too much of a burden for the child to carry.”
A leaden silence fell between us.
After a moment, he spoke with obvious concern.
“Lee Dong-su really should receive treatment for his Insomnia Disorder soon. I’m worried he keeps refusing care.”
“That’s true.”
I smiled ruefully.
“Building rapport is harder than I expected.”
“I understand that feeling well.”
Seon Yo-han scratched the back of his head, looking sheepish.
“I’ve tried all sorts of things to get closer to Dong-su.”
“You have?”
“Yes. They said he used to eat certain foods often at home, so I made pork cutlets for him, hamburger steaks, and such. I’ve played games with him and read dinosaur encyclopedias to him, but…”
He laughed awkwardly.
“It’s not easy to become close. I have to be careful not to push too hard and make him close off his heart even more.”
Beneath that laugh, I could feel genuine concern.
I studied Seon Yo-han and found myself puzzled.
‘When we talk like this, he really does seem like a good person.’
After we exchanged pleasantries for a while longer,
“Then I’ll go check on the children’s evening routines.”
“Of course. Thank you for your hard work, Father.”
“And you, Director.”
We parted with mutual smiles.
But.
As I walked, an unease lingered in the corner of my heart.
‘Still… you never know.’
Baek Eun-ho had already verified Seon Yo-han multiple times and had confirmed through Divine Beast methods that he posed no danger.
He had even given me permission to make contact.
But what if, just in case,
‘What if he’s a Fallen One concealing his identity with Curse Art of unimaginable sophistication?’
I felt uneasy and turned to look back.
At the end of the hallway, Seon Yo-han was waving to the children.
‘No… that’s too unnatural anyway.’
Fallen Ones crave Malevolent Energy.
The intense emotions of humans.
The more wicked the emotion—hatred, rage, greed—the more Malevolent Energy they could harvest, they said.
That’s why organizations like the Black Lotus Society deliberately sowed chaos in human society and reaped the Malevolent Energy that arose from it.
‘But the Salbbit Orphanage is far removed from that kind of environment.’
Would a Fallen One seeking Malevolent Energy really live so dedicatedly in a small orphanage like this?
Wouldn’t other methods be far more efficient?
Besides,
since that day, the Miao Eye Stone had shown no reaction to Seon Yo-han at all.
‘He doesn’t seem like a dangerous person…’
But just to be sure, I’ll watch a little longer.
With that thought, I opened the door to the Night Duty Room.
* * *
That night, Lee Dong-su was unusually quiet.
He didn’t wake up in a cold sweat as usual, didn’t cry out trapped in nightmares—he simply slept well.
‘I thought I’d finally get a peaceful night’s sleep because of this…’
It was the opposite.
I lay in bed, blinking my wide-open eyes.
Was it strange precisely because it was quiet?
‘Why can’t I sleep?’
After tossing and turning several times, I finally grunted and pulled myself out of bed.
“…”
The orphanage in the predawn hours was incredibly still.
Only the faint sound of insects drifted in through the window.
It was as I quietly opened the door, wondering if I should use the bathroom,
that I noticed a faint glow seeping from the far end of the hallway.
‘Hmm? Who’s in the Prayer Room at this hour?’
I walked carefully toward the Prayer Room.
And the moment I peered through the gap in the door,
“!”
my breath caught.
The Prayer Room, lit by only a single dim light.
Seon Yo-han knelt with his hands clasped, praying fervently.
“Lord…”
His trembling voice spread quietly through the predawn silence.
“The parents abandoned the child. What sin did a pure soul commit? Why must an innocent child suffer such pain?”
He bowed his head.
His voice broke as he prayed.
“Please… please don’t let that child hurt so much. Let him be able to smile again. If I could bear the suffering in his place, I would ask for that. I beg you…”
In that moment, my eyes widened.
‘…!’
It was the exact scene I had seen in my Precognitive Dream before.
Now I was certain.
‘Ah. So it really was him.’
The person I had seen weeping in that dream.
Tears had gathered in the corners of Seon Yo-han’s eyes.
He was genuinely pained for the child, genuinely grieving.
I bit my lip quietly where I stood behind the door.
‘I harbored needless suspicion.’
A Fallen One could never wear such an expression.
A Fallen One could never shed tears over someone else’s suffering.
My nose stung inexplicably.
‘This person really is a good human being.’
His silhouette beneath the amber light, praying for the child, felt strangely warm.
At last, I let go of my final wariness toward Seon Yo-han and quietly withdrew.
* * *
The Ginseng and Ophiopogon Decoction that Go Yeon-hee had sent for Hae Seong-u proved remarkably effective.
Hae Seong-u was astonished.
‘The medicine the Director prepared and infused with her own Purification power…’
The first change appeared in his throat.
His voice, which had been rough and hoarse from repeated vomiting, grew noticeably softer.
The dryness in his mouth diminished, and the soreness and bloating in his stomach improved greatly.
The nighttime tightness in his chest and insomnia began gradually to fade.
‘Most importantly, realizing this was the early stage of illness, not just a eating habit problem, made all the difference.’
Hae Seong-u no longer binged and then rushed to the bathroom to force himself to vomit as before.
He stopped fasting the day after filming mukbang videos, eating nothing.
Slowly, his body was recovering.
But reality was no fairy tale.
Physical improvement didn’t transform his mindset overnight.
Her advice to communicate with his family was certainly sound.
‘The Director was right. She was right, but…’
This was a problem Hae Seong-u had been avoiding for over a decade.
After so many years of turning a blind eye to it, how could mere words of advice suddenly give him courage?
So Hae Seong-u continued to ignore the family issues and pretended not to notice them, as he always had.
Several days later, at the Hae Clan Main Estate.
“Mother, Director Go Yeon-hee really does seem to have considerable skill.”
Hae Seong-u, sitting beside his mother’s bed in the inner quarters, marveled.
“Your complexion has improved so much lately.”
“Heh heh.”
His mother, propped against her pillow, smiled faintly.
“Isn’t it? I’ve noticed it myself. And you, Seong-u—they say you’re taking herbal medicine from Director Go, and your complexion has brightened too.”
Of course, his family had no idea why Hae Seong-u was taking herbal medicine.
He had asked Go Yeon-hee to keep it secret from them, and Yeon-hee had readily agreed.
So the family simply assumed the medicine he was taking was a general tonic.
His mother spoke with a smile.
“Director Go is truly remarkable. We’re fortunate to live in the same era as her.”
“To that extent?”
“Of course. She sends herbal medicine infused with Purification power. Not just anyone can do that.”
There was something like admiration in his mother’s eyes.
When Hae Seong-u blinked in surprise, she explained.
“Normally, Purification requires direct contact. It’s done by inserting needles and channeling energy from close by. But sending Purification power through herbal medicine to someone far away is extremely rare.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“From what I know,”
his mother’s expression grew wistful.
“It’s a talent that appears perhaps once every few generations. Only someone like the legendary Purifier Seol Un-hwa was capable of it.”
Hae Seong-u’s eyes widened in shock.
“Se—Seol Un-hwa? Director Go is that level?”
“She is. That’s why we’re even more grateful.”
She released a small sigh.
“The Miao Clan underwent sudden Clan Extinction, and now Director Go is the only Purifier left.”
In that moment, Hae Seong-u’s expression hardened.
‘Ah…!’
Now that he thought about it, it was true.
He had known about the Miao Clan’s extinction. He had known Go Yeon-hee was the last survivor.
But.
Until he met Go Yeon-hee in person, it had felt like a distant, vague tragedy.
Now it was different.
Now that he knew the person called Go Yeon-hee, recalling that fact struck him entirely differently.
‘So… from the Director’s perspective, her entire family disappeared overnight and she was left alone?’

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