I Became the Oriental Doctor for Divine Beasts - Chapter 60

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She had become a doctor to the Divine Beasts.
#60
“Hello, I’m Go Yeon-hee.”
As I bowed to the National Team staff, the Director and coaching staff greeted me with both hands raised in welcome.
“Ah, thank you so much for coming all this way!”
“I never thought we’d get to meet someone so renowned in person!”
The Director was a man in his mid-fifties, his sun-darkened skin and solid frame immediately striking.
The Coach appeared somewhat younger and had sharp, piercing eyes.
Both of them exuded the unmistakable air of people who’d spent years in the field.
“Really, we can’t thank you enough for coming. To be honest, we’ve been at our wit’s end. Our nation’s key asset suddenly started wavering, and it’s thrown us into chaos…….”
“Ah, yes.”
The Director glanced sideways at Ma Yun-sang and made a low sound toward me.
Yun-sang was warming up some distance away.
The Director lowered his voice further and continued his lament to me.
“You understand, Yun-sang is essentially more than half the team’s strength. But lately he’s been faltering. At first I thought, well, he’s human too, everyone has an off day with their conditioning—I didn’t think much of it. But nobody expected this slump to drag on this long.”
I straightened my expression and asked seriously.
“When did Ma Yun-sang’s form start declining?”
“Well, it’s hard to say exactly, but roughly a month ago? To our shame, we haven’t been able to pinpoint the cause internally.”
“You’ve taken him to hospitals, haven’t you?”
“Of course! Our senior Athletic Trainer took him to a hospital known to be excellent, but they found nothing particularly wrong.”
More than a month without a clear diagnosis, yet his performance has deteriorated…….
I nodded, filing all of this carefully into my mind.
The Director finished with a bitter smile.
“Anyway, Director Go, just observe today at your ease, and if you notice anything amiss with Yun-sang, please let us know.”
The staff gathered around me and bowed their heads repeatedly.
“Director, we’re counting on you!”
“We don’t mean to burden you, but you’re our only hope!”
Everyone was friendly toward me.
Everyone except one.
……
Unlike the other staff members, there was one man standing apart with his arms crossed, making no move to approach me.
Muscular frame, close-cropped hair.
The man, appearing to be in his mid-thirties, muttered to himself.
“Tch. Go Yeon-hee, the director? What’s going to change by someone swinging by for a bit?”
Though his voice was quiet, the words came through clearly once my name was spoken.
“She’ll just make the players anxious with this outsider poking around.”
I blinked in surprise.
It wasn’t an outright challenge, but it wasn’t kind either.
Then Ma Yun-sang walked over to me.
He leaned in close to my ear and said quietly.
“That’s Kim Beom-hee, the senior Athletic Trainer.”
Yun-sang had apparently witnessed the whole exchange.
I glanced at Kim Beom-hee and lowered my voice to ask Yun-sang.
“An AT? That’s an Athletic Trainer—basically a player’s trainer, right?”
“Yes. He’s not a doctor, but he normally handles the players’ conditioning management, and it’s just that…….”
He trailed off.
I understood the situation at once.
‘Our roles overlap.’
If I managed to find something wrong with Yun-sang in just one day—
It would mean his management had been at fault, which would be terribly embarrassing for him.
I nodded lightly.
‘Kim Beom-hee might well be annoyed by my presence here.’
No need to provoke him unnecessarily; better to just ignore it.
Then the Coach, having finished assessing everything, turned to face me.
“So, Director, please let us know if you spot anything unusual during training. And if you could also take a look at Yun-sang’s and the other players’ conditions during rest time, we’d be grateful.”
“Ah, yes!”
I nodded in response to the Coach’s request.
* * *
Training began as I watched on as the day’s team doctor.
“Pass!”
“Pick up the pace!”
“Press in, press!”
Across the green grass.
With brief shouts, the players moved with rapid precision.
The sound of feet cutting through turf, the thud of the ball…….
The Soccer Field burst into life in an instant.
My gaze naturally fixed on Ma Yun-sang.
‘Hmm…….’
From what I can see right now, there doesn’t appear to be a problem. His movements are clean and natural, his running speed is solid.
This time, I focused intently on the flow of his Spiritual Energy.
‘There’s nothing wrong here either?’
The flow of his Spiritual Energy was smooth and unobstructed.
Just then, the Coach beside me furrowed his brow.
“Huh? Yun-sang’s playing well today?”
“Does he vary in condition, or is he consistently bad on some days?”
At my casual question, the Coach sighed.
“Right. He’s normally stable except when he has migraines. Lately it’s been strange—he’s all over the place.”
He frowned as he continued.
“When it’s this inconsistent, it’s hard to rely on him. He’s really solid when he’s on, but when he’s off, he drops way too far.”
“What do you mean by that……?”
“It makes it risky to trust him with the forward position. Starting is doubtful, he might end up on the bench. In the worst case, he could even be cut from the final National Team roster.”
What? Yun-sang cut entirely?
I opened my eyes wide at the Coach’s words and asked.
“Even with a drop in condition, surely not Ma Yun-sang?”
“Yun-sang’s position is primary striker, you see. There’s another decent candidate for that slot—Son Byeong-su.”
“Ah…….”
“Of course he’s not as good as Yun-sang, but if Yun-sang keeps underperforming, we’ll have to field Byeong-su as backup.”
I’d heard the name Son Byeong-su before.
He had decent skills and looks, making him fairly popular.
Though compared to Ma Yun-sang both fell short, netizens unkindly called him “budget Ma Yun-sang”…….
‘What if Yun-sang ends up getting cut after all this?’
I knew how much Yun-sang loved soccer.
For him, it was far more than just a job—it was something essential.
……
I had to find the cause.
My heart sank with unease, and I clenched my fists.
“Rest!”
Without observing any particular abnormality, rest time came.
At the whistle, the players dispersed to wipe away their sweat with towels.
Now it was the Athletic Trainers’ turn to be busy.
Kim Beom-hee, the senior AT who’d looked at me sourly before, began moving among the players.
“Here you go.”
“Thank you!”
Distributing Ion Drinks, toweling off sweat, applying Ice Packs to overheated muscles—he moved among the players with practiced efficiency.
He was indeed senior-level; his hands were quick and his movements flowed without a hitch.
“I’ll help too.”
I didn’t sit idle either.
I naturally moved into the group of players and began my own work.
……
Kim Beom-hee glanced at me briefly.
His expression remained stiff, but he didn’t block me from working.
I felt the players’ pulses, checked their muscle condition, and asked quick questions.
“Does this area pull at all?”
“You’re not dizzy, are you? Your breathing okay?”
Several players looked at me in surprise.
“What? How did you know? I was just dealing with that tightness.”
“Wow, you knew right away? I was feeling a bit dizzy, actually.”
I smiled lightly and replied, “It’s my profession, after all.”
Even as I spoke, my gaze kept drifting toward Yun-sang.
‘What could it be?’
Still no apparent abnormality.
But something told me there was definitely something wrong.
* * *
During rest time.
Go Yeon-hee moved busily about, her long hair pulled high swaying lightly.
“Feel better now?”
“Oh, the acupuncture works right away! Thank you so much!”
Her eyes appeared cold at first glance, tilted slightly upward like a cat’s—
But when she met each player’s gaze, her eyes softened and her pupils shone with warmth.
There was something in that change that drew attention like a spell.
Because of it, the players couldn’t tear their eyes from her.
“Wow, Director Go Yeon-hee in person is incredible. Even prettier than photos?”
“I thought a day-pass team doctor would phone it in, but her skills are insane. She knew exactly what was wrong without me even saying anything.”
Murmurs rippled through the players.
Already a few had grins spread wide across their faces.
“Hey, should I ask her to look at my knee too?”
“You’re already fine, man.”
“Still, I can ask her to check again, right?”
Watching this, Ma Yun-sang’s brow furrowed slightly.
……
He didn’t like it.
These bastards daring to touch his sister…….
It was then.
“Damn, she’s really pretty, isn’t she.”
Someone laughed brazenly.
Yun-sang’s eyes sharpened and his head snapped around.
Son Byeong-su, who played the same position as Yun-sang, was staring openly at Yeon-hee.
He twisted one corner of his mouth.
“Think I could charm her?”

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