I Became the Oriental Doctor for Divine Beasts - Chapter 88

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I had become the Oriental Medicine Doctor for Divine Beasts.
#88
I clamped my mouth shut.
Without pausing for breath, Yun Se-rin pressed forward relentlessly against Oroji.
“You orchestrated the broadcast?”
She laughed, deriding.
“Originally, I was planning to make it favorable toward you, Director Oroji.”
“W-what did you just…?”
Oroji’s eyes wavered.
Se-rin drove the blade home coldly.
“But no matter how much I tried to make you shine, it simply didn’t work. Compared to Director Go Yeon-hee, the optics just fell flat.”
“…!”
“You prescribe strong medications for months without proper consultation, and when side effects appear, you deny everything—but Yang Si-heon? He was so thorough and caring with his patients.”
“No, that’s not—”
Oroji cut in desperately.
“I can arrange another consultation for you. Let’s not discuss this here—”
“Why? Are you embarrassed now?”
“….”
“And why did you send someone to spy on another Oriental medicine clinic? Baek Myodang, to be exact.”
My eyes widened instantly.
What did she just say?
But Yun Se-rin was already livid, delivering her final blow.
“I’m embarrassed too for going when I was asked, but seriously—stop this. Quit worrying about others and focus on managing your own practice properly.”
Oroji’s face flushed scarlet in an instant.
Her lips trembled, but she couldn’t utter a single word.
“…! …!”
She stood frozen for a long moment, her mouth working soundlessly.
Then she spun around abruptly and fled the studio.
Click.
The door slammed shut with a sharp sound.
I stood transfixed, staring at the scene.
Wow. What just happened?
What in the world did I just witness?
* * *
Once filming wrapped, I gathered my things in a daze.
‘God. I’m completely scattered.’
My mind was a whirlwind.
Oroji had sent someone to Baek Myodang?
And that someone was Yun Se-rin?
Not to mention that Yun’s writer was actually Kim Mi-jung’s daughter.
‘No wonder Yun Se-rin felt familiar when I first met her…’
I remembered meeting Kim Mi-jung back when I was interviewing nurses, and now I could see the resemblance clearly—mother and daughter were nearly identical.
Especially the way their eyes crinkled when they smiled.
‘The world really is small.’
I let out a small laugh and tried to make my escape from the Broadcasting Station.
I felt as though I’d expended several days’ worth of social energy in just a few hours.
I wanted nothing more than to get home, stroke Alfred’s fur, and spill every last detail of today’s chaos to him.
But then.
“Director Go!”
An urgent voice called from behind me.
I turned to find both Yun Se-rin and Kang Tae-wook rushing toward me.
“Yes? Me?”
Se-rin bowed deeply first.
“Director, I’m truly sorry. The truth is… my mother has been under pressure from Director Oroji.”
She bit her lip, embarrassed.
“So I went to Baek Myodang in her stead.”
Ah.
Now it made sense.
So that’s why Yun Se-rin had snapped so many photos of the clinic.
She’d seemed barely interested in the diet consultation itself.
‘I did think something was off back then.’
I chuckled.
“Come on, don’t worry about it. There’s nothing at our clinic worth hiding from anyone anyway.”
Relief flooded Se-rin’s face.
She nearly teared up as she spoke.
“Director Go, you’re truly magnanimous. Thank you so much.”
But my concern had shifted elsewhere.
“Still, about Director Oroji… will she be all right?”
I was satisfied with how it turned out, but the situation could prove awkward for Kim Mi-jung or the Broadcasting Station.
“What if she takes it out on your mother?”
“It’s fine. My mom’s planning to quit soon anyway.”
Se-rin shrugged casually.
I paused, then stammered my next question.
“A-and another thing—you don’t seem like you’ll appear on this show again. And the relationship with Owhui Oriental Medicine Hospital seems…”
“Don’t worry about that!”
Kang Tae-wook interjected smoothly from the side, waving his hands dismissively.
“We won’t be calling Oroji again! Getting that emotional and spouting abuse on camera? Not happening!”
His tone made it sound as if he’d never been on Oroji’s side in the first place.
“As for Director Owhui, she’ll appear if circumstances allow. Otherwise, she won’t!”
I let out an internal laugh.
Wow. This guy really does pivot fast.
Kang was already wringing his hands with almost servile eagerness, continuing.
“The truth is, there’s someone who interests us far more than Director Oroji or Doctor Owhui.”
“Who?”
“You, Director Go!”
He bowed at nearly a right angle.
“Director Go, I apologize! We were remiss in our treatment of you at first, weren’t we?”
“Ah, no, that’s not—”
“It’s just that Oroji being Director Owhui’s daughter meant we couldn’t help paying her attention. But after today, our thinking has completely changed!”
As I stumbled backward in surprise, Kang’s eyes gleamed as he kept advancing.
“Next time, let’s do a proper program centered on you, Director Go Yeon-hee!”
His gaze sparkled with something bordering on mania.
“I hear Baek Myodang has plenty of celebrity regulars, and after today, I can see why! Everyone flocks there for a reason!”
He chuckled ingratiatingingly.
“Even haughty celebrities can’t help but be charmed by your skill and character, can they? Haha!”
Incredible.
I genuinely marveled.
The same man who’d barely acknowledged me at first, fawning only over Oroji, was now seemingly pouring his entire soul into flattery.
Strangely, I felt no anger—just…
‘This poor man really is struggling to get by…’
That thought came first.
Even as I was pitying Kang Tae-wook internally, he shifted his demeanor to something more serious and asked carefully.
“Director Go, I have to ask—would you consider becoming a fixed panelist?”
Se-rin quickly chimed in.
“Really, Director. If you became a regular, the response would be incredible! We’ll pay top-tier industry rates!”
Both of them latched onto me, pleading.
I waved them off with an uncomfortable expression.
“No, thank you. You saw today—I’m just not cut out for broadcasting.”
“But Director Go, please don’t say that—”
“Still, it was a good experience. I’m grateful.”
I bowed quickly and politely.
Then I fled the scene.
My goal wasn’t to become some celebrity Oriental Medicine Doctor. I just wanted to wrap up the Divine Beast War and live quietly, running my small, precious clinic.
‘I need to escape before they corner me!’
Ah. I should have borrowed Rabbit’s Divine Being Ability.
Behind me, their desperate voices continued.
“Director Gooooo!”
“Please, contact us if you change your mind!”
“You absolutely have to come back to us, not another program!”
Frightening.
I shook my head and walked briskly down the Broadcasting Station corridor.
As I headed toward the elevator, a high woman’s voice drifted from somewhere.
“…so what I’m saying is!”
I stopped unconsciously.
A nearby waiting room door was half-open.
And inside were.
Oroji and Yang Si-heon, together.
‘What?’
I caught my breath at the unexpected sight.
Oroji’s eyes were red-rimmed.
The emotions that had erupted in the studio hadn’t settled yet.
“Sob, sniff… You know me, Si-heon.”
She whimpered, looking aggrieved.
“I was unfairly sabotaged. Isn’t the production team acting strange?”
“….”
“Suddenly they all decide to promote Go Yeon-hee and just… how could I sit still with this injustice? I was so upset today…”
Oroji’s voice grew softer.
She leaned toward Si-heon, her body angling as if to collapse against him.
“Anyway, I think there was a misunderstanding today. If you don’t mind, would you like to exchange contact information and grab dinner sometime?”
Yang Si-heon regarded her for a moment.
Then he smiled gently.
It was a genuinely soft smile.
Oroji’s face brightened immediately.
But.
“I’m not sure there’s any reason to do that.”
“…Pardon?”
“Why would I have dinner with someone who’s made my primary physician uncomfortable?”
Oroji froze solid.
Yet Yang Si-heon continued speaking with a warm smile.
“And.”
He added leisurely.
“Today’s treatment results are something I experienced firsthand.”
“…!”
“It would be hard to argue those were fabricated, wouldn’t it?”
Oroji stood speechless, blinking.
That’s when.
Yang Si-heon’s gaze drifted toward the door, and our eyes met.
‘Oh, no.’
I hadn’t meant to eavesdrop…
I pulled back from the doorway, embarrassed.
“Ah, I…”
But in the next moment, his eyes crinkled warmly.
“Yeon-hee.”
Yang Si-heon walked toward me.
Then he asked quite naturally.
“Would you like me to drive you home? It’s getting late.”
I felt suddenly flustered.
No. It really wasn’t that late yet.
But Yang Si-heon was already moving ahead as if it were the most natural thing.
“Let’s go.”
“Ah, wait—”
Swept up in the moment, I followed him, then glanced back.
“Ugh…!”
Left alone in the waiting room, Oroji.
Stared after us with a twisted face, her fists trembling with disbelief.

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