I Became the Oriental Doctor for Divine Beasts - Chapter 77

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A physician for Divine Beasts
#77
In the end, Yoon Se-rin found herself returning to Baek Myodang.
Inside, the clinic was calm and quiet. As she opened the door, the subtle scent of medicinal herbs brushed against her nose.
It was a world away from the suffocating conference rooms at the Broadcasting Station.
Yoon Se-rin felt her tension ease slightly as she took a slow breath.
“Se-rin?”
The moment she stepped into the clinic, Go Yeon-hee, who had been standing at the reception desk, turned her head.
She’d been organizing charts with the sleeves of her white coat rolled up lightly, but the moment she saw Yoon Se-rin’s face, her expression stiffened slightly.
“Director, hello? Actually, that…”
“Let’s go inside first.”
When Yoon Se-rin faltered, unable to continue, Go Yeon-hee immediately guided her to the director’s office.
“Let me check your pulse first.”
“Yes…”
Warm fingertips touched lightly against her wrist.
After a moment, Yeon-hee’s brow furrowed slightly.
Then a deep sigh escaped softly.
“I told you clearly back then. This isn’t the time for dieting.”
Yoon Se-rin glanced away nervously.
“I’m sorry. I thought it would be fine, but…”
Yeon-hee looked at Se-rin and asked, “Did the other clinic explain the diet herbal medicine in detail?”
“No.”
Yoon Se-rin answered hesitantly.
“They just said how many kilos I’d lose per month. That there was a strong formula, a medium one, and a weak one. That’s all I heard.”
A rueful smile crossed Yeon-hee’s lips.
“I suppose so. If they didn’t even do a proper diagnosis, there’s no way they’d explain the mechanism.”
She shook her head and continued calmly.
“The most commonly used ingredient in herbal diet medicine is Ma Huang. It contains a component called ephedrine that stimulates the sympathetic nervous system.”
“The sympathetic nervous system?”
“Simply put, it’s like the accelerator pedal in a car.”
Yeon-hee even drew a simple diagram with her pen as she explained.
“The sympathetic nervous system tenses the body and makes it burn energy. It speeds up your heartbeat, raises body temperature, and suppresses appetite.”
“Ah… I see.”
“The parasympathetic nervous system is the opposite—it’s the brake. It relaxes the body and keeps it calm.”
Yoon Se-rin listened in a daze.
Yeon-hee’s voice was remarkably calm. She wasn’t trying to frighten her, nor was she using difficult language to establish authority.
Yet somehow, it resonated far more deeply than anything O Ro-ji had said.
“The problem is that your body already had your sympathetic nervous system elevated excessively to begin with.”
Go Yeon-hee’s gaze grew serious.
“You work late nights, drink a lot of caffeine, sleep poorly. Your body was already in a state of Sympathetic Hyperactivity, on the verge of collapse. And then you forced your metabolism even higher with strong diet medicine.”
“…”
“That’s why your heart was pounding, your hands were shaking, you couldn’t breathe—you’d entered a Panic-like state.”
“Panic?!”
Yoon Se-rin’s face went pale in an instant.
She was a broadcast writer. She’d seen countless celebrities fall apart from Panic Disorder.
People who hyperventilated right before going on stage.
People who couldn’t fly without medication.
People who broke down crying and collapsed before finishing their schedule…
It looked far more painful than she’d realized.
And now me?
“I… did I develop Panic? What do I do…?”
Yoon Se-rin’s voice trembled.
Yeon-hee shook her head immediately.
“It’s closer to a Panic-like state than true Panic Disorder. Your body was pushed to its limit.”
She gently squeezed Se-rin’s hand as if to calm her.
“It’s still entirely possible to recover.”
At those words, tension drained from Yoon Se-rin’s shoulders.
Yeon-hee immediately began writing out a prescription.
“First, stop any weight loss immediately. And you need to recover your sleep. Right now, calming your body is the priority.”
Scratch-scratch.
Neat handwriting flowed across the prescription pad.
Names of herbal ingredients like Suan Zao Ren, Fu Ling, and Bai Zhu caught her eye in glimpses.
“This is a formula to stabilize your nervous system and help you sleep. I’ll also add a little Yi Yi Ren and Che Qian Zi to it.”
“What do those do?”
“They maintain satiety. It helps with gradual weight loss rather than complete starvation. For now, just follow this.”
Yeon-hee explained calmly.
“Even if you diet properly later, it’s better not to lose more than two kilograms per month.”
“Two kilograms?”
Yoon Se-rin questioned with a confused expression.
Compared to what O Ro-ji had mentioned—seven or eight kilograms per month—it seemed modest.
Go Yeon-hee, on the other hand, looked perfectly matter-of-fact.
“Losing weight by destroying your body isn’t treatment—it’s medical malpractice. That approach leads to yo-yo dieting and ultimately damages your metabolism, making you gain weight even more easily.”
For a moment, Se-rin went blank.
It was strange.
She wasn’t using flowery language or promising miraculous results.
But that was precisely why she seemed more trustworthy.
‘This person is truly different.’
Is this what a real healer looked like?
In all her years as a medical variety show writer, she’d met countless doctors, but never been impressed like this.

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A few days later.
Yoon Se-rin’s condition had changed noticeably.
The nights of her heart lurching and waking in panic had stopped.
The trembling hands, the racing heartbeat—all of it was gone.
Most importantly—
She could walk into conference rooms without feeling suffocated.
‘My mind is clear. My heart is at peace.’
For so long she’d felt anxious and on edge, as though constantly pursued. Now, for the first time in ages, she’d found her footing again.
And remarkably, she was losing weight too.
Not from forced starvation, not from squeezing in exercise time.
“Wow…”
Yoon Se-rin stood before the bathroom mirror for a long time, staring at her reflection.
She looked far healthier.
The dark circles under her eyes had faded, and her pallid complexion had begun to regain its color.
Only then could Se-rin understand.
Why so many famous celebrities had become regulars at Baek Myodang.
‘Director Go really was a true physician. Skilled, and with such a caring heart for patients.’
At a follow-up visit a few days later.
Yoon Se-rin carefully asked, “Director, is it true that celebrities like Jung Ra-bit and Yang Si-heon actually come here?”
Yeon-hee stopped writing in the chart and blinked.
Then she laughed awkwardly.
“Well… I can’t discuss details about my patients’ privacy, but yes, they do come.”
It was an understated answer.
Internally, Yoon Se-rin nearly shrieked.
‘This is insane! It wasn’t a rumor—it’s real?!’
Isn’t this absolutely huge?
Of course, she’d never dared dream of getting top stars on air through Go Yeon-hee.
But even without celebrity guests, this alone was enough material.
‘A physician loved by famous celebrities!’
Just that title would kill on the broadcast.
Yoon Se-rin became increasingly convinced.
All things considered, the person who should appear on air wasn’t O Ro-ji—it was someone like Go Yeon-hee.
‘The problem is, O Ro-ji’s appearance has already been confirmed…’
After wrestling with it for days, Yoon Se-rin finally steeled herself and sought out Kang Tae-uk.
“PD, how about we add one more Korean medicine doctor to the panel?”
Kang Tae-uk took a sip of coffee, his face exhausted.
“Didn’t we already lock in O Ro-ji as the herbalist? Who else?”
“Director Go Yeon-hee from Baek Myodang.”
The PD paused mid-sip.
“…Go Yeon-hee? That herbalist making the rounds online lately?”
“Yes.”
Yoon Se-rin continued calmly.
“I’ve been under her care, and her skills are genuinely excellent. She seems to have quite a few patients in the entertainment industry. Her visuals are also quite striking—she’ll photograph well.”
“Hmm?”
Kang Tae-uk touched his chin in silence for a while.
At his lukewarm response, Yoon Se-rin half gave up internally.
‘Great, it didn’t work.’
Usually, these shows structure their doctor panels by specialty.
Internal medicine, orthopedics, dermatology, Korean medicine. That sort of thing.
In other words, having two herbalists was rare.
But then—
Against her expectations, Kang Tae-uk’s eyes suddenly lit up.
“That’s it! That could work!”
“…What?”
“We pit them against each other. A rivalry angle!”
Suddenly, that characteristic excited expression appeared on Kang Tae-uk’s face.
“Two herbalists on air competing over a patient’s case? And conveniently, they’re the same age and gender—perfect for comparison. This could be great. Writer Yoon, reach out to her right away!”
He was already sketching out the editing strategy in his mind.
Yoon Se-rin felt a pang of unease.
‘Why is this going sideways? I just wanted to help Director Go get recognition…’
But the PD was clearly enamored with the idea.
Yoon Se-rin ultimately decided to carefully broach it with Go Yeon-hee.

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