I Became the Oriental Doctor for Divine Beasts - Chapter 3

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The Divine Beast Clan’s Chinese Medicine Doctor
#3
A private VIP room in a certain hospital.
Baek Ho-joong, the clan chairman, lay unconscious, his body hooked to various medical devices.
The Divine Beast Clan’s inner circle surrounded the bed with worried faces.
“He said he’d come, but it’s been all this time and nothing. Will he actually show?”
“Maybe he got scared and ran off because he didn’t want to take responsibility?”
Baek Eun-ho coldly cut off his associates’ doubts.
“He’ll come. He was the one who called first and promised to treat him.”
But despite the firmness in his voice, he clenched his lips anxiously, biting down too hard.
The metallic taste of blood pooled in his mouth.
Beep—beep—
The mechanical sound beside him only frayed his nerves further.
On the bed, his father, Chairman Baek Ho-joong, kept slipping in and out of consciousness.
Pallid complexion. Occasional convulsions.
Gone was the unshakeable presence he’d always carried.
‘The human doctors said the tests show nothing wrong, yet his condition keeps deteriorating.’
But the Divine Beasts knew the reason.
The attack of Turbid Energy was not yet over.
Divine Beasts couldn’t see Spiritual Energy and Turbid Energy with perfect clarity, but they could sense it dimly.
Much like how humans, when their bodies ache, cannot see inside themselves directly yet can feel the chill of fever or the dull ache of sickness.
The difference was that Divine Beasts could sense not only their own energy but also that of other Divine Beasts.
‘Those Fallen Ones… How dare they cast such vile Dark Magic on my father.’
They had abandoned their duty as guardians and were reaching out claws against their fellow 12 Zodiac Beasts.
Even his father, who seemed beyond anyone’s reach, had fallen victim to them.
Eun-ho clenched his fist.
‘With Dark Magic this potent, can that acupuncturist really treat it?’
He’d looked like a fresh-faced greenhorn just out of Chinese medicine school…
In that moment of tangled thoughts,
the door clicked open.
“I’ve arrived.”
“…!”
Go Yeon-hee stepped into the hospital room.
Her long black hair fell straight from her waist, her eyes held that cat-like upward tilt, and her presence seemed to carry an air of quiet confidence with every word.
She looked capable and sharp, but far too young to be considered a renowned physician.
The moment she entered, the atmosphere in the room turned frigid.
“That young woman is the doctor?”
“An amateur like that at such a critical moment? We’d be lucky if her hands don’t shake too much and she misses the acupoints!”
Before Baek Eun-ho could even speak, agitated voices surged forward, hands waving in protest.
“This is unacceptable. Please leave this room at once.”
“Eun-ho, regardless of your position as heir… this is an insult to the family! You want to entrust the chairman to some novice acupuncturist?”
The voices grew increasingly heated.
One middle-aged man even clicked his tongue openly.
“I cannot stand for this! If we just watch with our hands folded and the chairman takes a turn for the worse—”
“Enough.”
Baek Eun-ho cut them off sharply, but the hospital room had already descended into chaos.
“If that woman touches him and his condition worsens, who bears the responsibility? You, Eun-ho?”
Yeon-hee simply looked at each of their faces in turn.
Distrust, ridicule, anger—all poured down upon her.
Most people would have faltered or lost their nerve in such a situation. Yet she didn’t even blink.
In that moment, a sudden emergency erupted.
“~~~!”
Chairman Baek Ho-joong suddenly convulsed violently on the bed.
Beep-beep-beep—!
Alarms shrieked through the room as people cried out.
Within seconds, the attending physicians rushed in urgently.
“Check his vitals now!”
“Strange… his tests were completely normal just moments ago… This is odd.”
They busied themselves checking the patient’s condition, then turned sharply to glare at Yeon-hee.
“Who is this woman?”
“The acupuncturist I brought in.”
Eun-ho spoke decisively.
“I’m placing treatment in her hands.”
The doctors’ eyes sharpened instantly.
They looked her up and down, voices rising.
“Acupuncture? Absolutely not. You’re going to place needles in an emergency patient like this?”
“Do you think this situation is a game? We cannot permit it!”
“And if something goes wrong, who takes responsibility?”
Words as savage as a pack of hyenas tearing into prey.
Baek Eun-ho silenced them with an icy tone.
“Her emergency treatment is what brought him back to consciousness in the first place. And you—you don’t even know the cause?”
“…That’s…”
As the doctors’ words caught in their throats, Yeon-hee quietly grabbed the elastic band around her wrist and pulled it tight, gathering her hair into a single knot.
In an instant, her gaze sharpened and the very atmosphere of the room transformed.
That fierce, focused intensity struck everyone in the room with an involuntary tremor.
“Time is critical.”
She spoke with absolute firmness.
“My Acupuncture saved the chairman once. I can do it again, just like last night.”
Silence fell.
Eyes filled with suspicion and disbelief turned toward Yeon-hee once more.
“Don’t talk nonsense. That was just luck.”
“A miracle like that can’t happen twice.”
Then Yeon-hee delivered a cold, measured retort.
“Then would you rather I do nothing and let him die?”
Baek Eun-ho stepped forward as well, adding his voice.
“Move aside. I’ll take responsibility for what comes next.”
“….”
The doctors fell silent for a moment, then stepped aside with visible displeasure, muttering complaints as they left.
Between clicks of the tongue came phrases like ‘we want no part of this.’
“Haah.”
Yeon-hee took a deep breath and drew out her acupuncture needles.
Then, starting with the Baihui Point, she methodically inserted needles along the Seven Acupoints for Stroke Treatment.
Tingle!
A golden thread of light flowed smoothly from her fingertips and traveled down the needles, seeping gradually into his body.
Qubin, Jianjing, Quchi, Fengshi, Zusanli, Xuanzhong…
With each needle placed, the Myoan Stone hanging from her neck blazed with brilliant light.
“Ah!”
“Ooh…”
Those watching gasped in wonder.
Golden Spiritual Energy began to flow through the chairman’s body like warm sunlight.
Meanwhile, the black Turbid Energy that had clung sticky as ink to the cerebral blood vessels began to recede, melting away like snow.
“Did you see that just now?”
“What did she even do?”
Murmurs of shock rippled through the Divine Beast Clan’s inner circle.
Soon the convulsions ceased, and Chairman Baek Ho-joong’s eyelids slowly opened.
“Father!”
“Chairman!”
Everyone surged toward the bedside.
Yet Yeon-hee’s expression remained stern, her gaze fixed on the chairman’s chest.
Her voice emerged thin and strained, as though wrung from her last reserves of strength.
“Something’s wrong. It’s not completely gone. There’s still… black energy lingering near his heart.”
The moment she finished speaking, Yeon-hee’s knees buckled and her body crumpled forward.
Beads of cold sweat had formed across her brow.
“Go Yeon-hee!”
Eun-ho rushed forward and caught her as she fell.
Then he shouted to his attendants.
“What are you doing? Get her lying down now! Reserve the adjacent room for us as well!”
“Yes, sir!”
They hurried out of the hospital room.
The tension in the room spiked in an instant.
* * *
My vision blurs.
I barely manage to lift my heavy eyelids open.
The world swims faintly, and the first thing that reaches my ears is a sweet, melodic song.
– Whispered fate brushes my ears, moonlight calling me from somewhere ♪
A popular girl group called Lunar is performing on the wall-mounted TV in the hospital room.
But louder than that are the quiet murmurs of people around me.
“I’ve never seen Purification power of this caliber in my life. Other Purifiers take days to do what that girl accomplished in a single acupuncture treatment.”
“At this level, she might be that legendary Purifier… or perhaps even beyond.”
“If the Fallen Ones ever wage open war, that girl could be the key to everything.”
“What is her identity? A surviving direct bloodline of the Myo Tribe?”
…At this point, aren’t they deliberately speaking loud enough for me to hear?
I let out a deliberate, audible cough.
“Ahem.”
“Oh, you’re awake!”
Someone brightened immediately.
I pushed myself up slightly and murmured.
“Why did I… lose consciousness?”
“The Spiritual Energy stored in your necklace was depleted.”
A calm voice came from the side.
I turned to see Baek Eun-ho sitting in a chair, regarding me with eyes the color of slate gray.

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