I Became the Oriental Doctor for Divine Beasts - Chapter 114

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The physician of divine beasts.
#114
“Poria? A medicinal ingredient?”
“Yes. It’s out of stock these days, and it’s really a huge problem. We have no medicine to give our patients.”
As I nodded, the divine beasts began murmuring seriously among themselves.
“You want medicinal ingredients as a birthday gift? Are you serious or joking?”
“If it’s from Go Yeon-hee, I think she’s serious about it.”
“Is it that hard to get? Can’t money solve it?”
“I heard this year’s harvest has decreased because of the weather.”
“Still, there’s nothing that money can’t fix.”
Yang Si-heon, who had been lost in thought, opened his mouth with a determined gleam in his eyes.
“If it’s a weather problem… I’ll contact the Won Clan and have them build a Spiritual Greenhouse to cultivate it.”
Whoa. I couldn’t close my mouth at his words.
‘Wait, Spiritual Artifact Glasses and necklaces are already incredibly expensive—a Spiritual Greenhouse?!’
Without knowing anything else, it was clear an astronomical sum would be required.
Then Baek Eun-ho delivered a sharp remark.
“Yang Si-heon, are you in your right mind? Does that even make sense right now?”
Oh, for once Eun-ho is actually right.
“Building a greenhouse from now—when would you even harvest it? Just have them make Spiritual Poria instead. I don’t care how much it costs.”
“…….”
As if that’s even possible.
In the end, I pressed my forehead and waved my hand at the divine beasts.
“Enough, enough! I was just saying it out loud. I don’t really want medicinal ingredients as a birthday gift.”
Then I let out a long sigh and added,
“My birthday is still over a month away anyway. Let me think about it slowly. From now on, any divine beast who pushes me is banned from Baek Myodang!”
They all nodded reluctantly, looking disappointed, but each one added a comment.
“But Yeon-hee, if you really do think of something you want, you have to tell us, right?”
“That’s right. It’s a promise.”
“Please don’t feel burdened. We’re asking you.”
I burst out laughing.
“Okay, okay. If something I really want comes to mind, I’ll definitely tell you.”
Only then did they all seem a bit relieved.
* * *

It was one of those days.
After finishing morning consultations, I had some free time and was organizing patient charts when my phone vibrated.
“Hmm?”
I widened my eyes as I checked the caller.
“What? Professor Choi Jin-wook from Baek Ho Hospital?”
I unconsciously recalled the framed certificate hanging on the waiting room wall.
【Baek Ho Hospital Collaborative Korean Medicine Physician Appointment Certificate】
He was the attending physician when Cho Mi-so was hospitalized with traumatic cerebral hemorrhage back then.
My first impression was honestly… a bit intimidating.
He was charismatic, sharp-tongued, and quite skeptical about Korean Medicine overall.
But after I helped Cho Mi-so wake up,
Professor Choi Jin-wook’s attitude changed noticeably.
‘He was actually the one who actively recommended me as a collaborative Korean Medicine physician at Baek Ho Hospital.’
From what I heard later,
it was almost unprecedented for an outside Korean Medicine physician to take a position as a collaborative specialist at Baek Ho Hospital.
That’s why when I appeared on a broadcast with Oro, the other doctor panelists were amazed when they heard about it.
Moreover, when I looked it up online later, Professor Choi Jin-wook was considered the nation’s foremost authority in the field of neurosurgery.
‘In the fields of cerebral hemorrhage, brain tumors, and traumatic brain injury, he’s counted as one of the top physicians in the country.’
But then again, belonging to the prestigious Baek Ho Hospital wasn’t odd at all.
Baek Ho Hospital was sponsored by Baek Ho Group, one of Korea’s leading conglomerates.
Thanks to that, the medical staff’s level was also among the nation’s best, and it was a hospital that didn’t fall behind when compared to world-class hospitals.
‘Now that I think about it… I haven’t had any patient referrals since I was appointed.’
I’d gotten so used to that I almost forgot I was even a collaborative physician.
But he’s suddenly calling me? That means what?
I quickly answered the phone.
“Yes, hello?”
“Director Go Yeon-hee.”
A familiar deep voice came through.
“It’s been a while. It’s Choi Jin-wook.”
“Professor, hello.”
After exchanging brief pleasantries,
Professor Choi Jin-wook’s voice became more serious.
“We’ve had a difficult case come to our hospital this time. We’ve hit our limits with just our own strength, and I wanted to ask for your help, Director.”
At the gravity in Professor Choi Jin-wook’s tone, I straightened my posture on my end of the call.
“Yes, of course. What kind of patient is it?”
“Director Go, do you know what CRPS is?”
I suddenly widened my eyes.
“CRPS… you mean Complex Regional Pain Syndrome?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
At the professor’s answer, I involuntarily swallowed hard.
CRPS—Complex Regional Pain Syndrome.
In Korean, it’s called the Complex Regional Pain Syndrome.
It often occurs following accidents, surgery, or minor trauma.
‘The problem is that the cause still isn’t clearly understood.’
While a neurological disorder is suspected as the cause, it’s a disease modern medicine has yet to fully explain why it develops.
Most frightening about this disease is the extreme pain it causes.
A light breeze, the sensation of a collar brushing, even the slightest touch from someone can feel like a knife slash to the patient.
In severe cases, patients can’t bear even a blanket touching their skin and struggle to sleep.
When such extreme pain continues for years and years, patients easily develop depression and anxiety disorders, and it’s not uncommon for them to consider extreme choices.
That’s why CRPS is a disease notorious among medical professionals and called the “King of Pain” by patients.
“That’s serious indeed.”
Despite myself, a sympathetic sigh escaped.
“What kind of patient is it?”
“A woman in her twenties.”
Professor Choi Jin-wook answered calmly.
“I’ll explain the details when you come to the hospital. We can look over the chart together. It’ll probably be faster that way.”
“Ah, yes. I understand. When should I come?”
After we arranged a meeting time, the call ended.
I set down my phone and sat there blankly for a moment.
CRPS…
Just hearing the name was enough for medical professionals to shake their heads.
‘A patient even Baek Ho Hospital couldn’t help.’
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t burdened by the collaborative treatment request.
But…
I lifted my heavy gaze. And I clenched my fist tight.
This time too, I was determined to do my very best for the patient.
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The next day.
I visited Baek Ho Hospital for the first time in a while.
The massive building with glass exterior walls gleaming in the sunlight exuded an overwhelming presence no matter how many times I saw it.
“Director Go!”
Professor Choi Jin-wook, who had been waiting for me in front of the hospital entrance, warmly extended his hand.
“Thank you for coming all this way.”
“Professor, hello.”
I felt newfound emotion wash over me.
The difference in Professor Choi’s attitude since my first visit here was truly night and day.
Back then the atmosphere was ‘What could a Korean Medicine physician possibly do?’, but now he was coming out to greet me personally like this.
That wasn’t all.
Whisper, whisper—
As we walked down the corridor, I felt the intense gazes of the surrounding medical staff.
“Wait, is that…?”
“Yeah, that’s her. The brilliant physician who woke up the mugging victim from a coma!”
“She was on <Doctor Inside> recently too. Man, treating actor Yang Si-heon was really impressive~”
“Wow… no wonder Professor Choi himself came out to greet her.”
“Shh. She’ll hear.”
Goodness, how embarrassing.
I felt my ears turning red and just kept my eyes on Professor Choi as I followed him.
The consultation room we arrived at
had a middle-aged female professor with her hair neatly tied up waiting inside.
Professor Choi introduced her.
“This is Professor Kim Hye-jin from the Department of Pain Medicine. She’s the attending physician for this patient.”
Ah. For CRPS, the Department of Pain Medicine would be handling the case.
“Hello, Director Go Yeon-hee.”
Professor Kim Hye-jin stood up from her seat and warmly extended her hand.
“I’m troubled about my patient, so I’ve come to ask for your help.”
“Hello. I’m Go Yeon-hee, director of Baek Myodang Korean Medicine Clinic.”
Then Professor Kim broke into a bright smile.
“I know. I saw it too. Yang Si-heon’s ab… I mean, his treatment on the broadcast.”
She hastily coughed awkwardly.
“Ahem. Anyway, I enjoyed watching the show.”
Ah. The professor saw that six-pack too…
‘I guess Yang Si-heon really is a lady-killer.’
He was truly a heart-thief.
A moment later, as Professor Kim opened the patient chart, her expression turned serious.
“The patient’s name is Lee Ja-in. She’s twenty-three years old. Symptoms began about seven months ago. After visiting several hospitals, she eventually came to us here at Baek Ho Hospital.”
I nodded.
“CRPS is difficult to diagnose originally, isn’t it?”
“That’s right. In the early stages, neither the patient nor the medical staff easily suspects it.”
Professor Kim continued in a heavy voice.
“Simple sprains, inflammation, neuralgia… there are even cases where it’s mistaken for psychological issues. That’s why many patients bounce around between different departments before getting a delayed diagnosis.”
“What was the trigger for this patient’s initial onset?”
The moment I asked,
Professor Kim suddenly hesitated with an uncomfortable expression, then let out a deep sigh.
“It was… she was sharpening a pencil and accidentally pricked her left hand with the knife.”

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