The Genius Doctor of the Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 17

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Huashan Sect’s Medical Genius — Episode 17

“Baek Hyeon!”
As Baek Hyeon returned, the inner disciples welcomed him warmly.
“Where have you been?”
“Seol Tae Jin’s knees looked troubled, so I gave him a quick treatment.”
“You really do have a kind heart.”
In a sense, he’d treated an opponent, but the inner disciples paid it no mind.
Rather, they praised Baek Hyeon’s character.
“How are things progressing?”
“We’re selecting the next contestant now. Seems your performance lit a fire under Yi Cheong Un — he’s volunteering to fight.”
“If it’s Yi Cheong Un, he’s reliable.”
Yi Cheong Un was a troublemaker by nature — fond of pranks and sneaking drinks — but…….
The skill hidden beneath that playfulness was genuine. In truth, he might even be stronger than Baek Jin, the senior brother.
“Then let’s begin.”
After a brief wait, the next match commenced.
“Hahahaha!”
Yi Cheong Un burst into delighted laughter, pressing his opponent with relentless force.
A Quick Blade technique unmatched among his peers — so swift and spirited!
The Baekgeom Sect’s inner disciple found himself swept into Yi Cheong Un’s rhythm before he could even react.
Then — crack!
“Ugh!”
His wrist took the blow, and his sword clattered to the ground.
The victor was unmistakable.
“The winner: Yi Cheong Un of the Huashan Sect!”
“Waaaaahhh!”
A tremendous roar greeted him. Yi Cheong Un wiped his nose and descended from the tournament grounds.
“Oh, Baek Hyeon. How was your older brother’s swordplay? Pretty impressive, yeah?”
“Not bad. Though I noticed every time you moved at high speed, your stamina drain looked severe.”
“Well, that’s just the fate of those who practice the Quick Blade.”
“Still, that’s not something to overlook. If you collapse from exhaustion in actual combat, won’t that be a tragedy?”
“Ugh.”
“I’ll mention it to Cheong Jin. He ought to subject you to special endurance training…….”
“Please, have mercy! If Cheong Jin gets hold of me, I’ll be scaling cliffs for seven straight weeks!”
“Hahahaha!”
The inner disciples listening to Baek Hyeon and Yi Cheong Un’s exchange burst into laughter.
Baek Hyeon smiled wryly and swallowed what he wanted to say. His training regimen wasn’t meant for Yi Cheong Un alone — it encompassed everyone.
‘Cliff-scaling is excellent for conditioning grip strength, endurance, and agility all at once.’
Baek Hyeon had heard about it from Cheong Jin before. Particularly, Huashan’s cliffs were optimized for training.
‘I’ll think about that later.’
Baek Hyeon turned his attention to the next inner disciple taking the arena.
‘The senior brother.’
This time, Baek Jin was stepping forward.
The pillar around which the inner disciples gathered, the eldest among them, and one whose strength was debated alongside Yi Cheong Un’s.
‘But he seems a bit tense right now.’
With Baek Hyeon and Yi Cheong Un shining so brilliantly in succession, Baek Jin appeared to be carrying added pressure.
He couldn’t afford to show a shabby performance before his peers.
‘If he’s this tense, he won’t be able to demonstrate his true strength…….’
In the end, Baek Hyeon decided to offer some quick counsel.
“Senior brother.”
“Hmm?”
“Your specialty is wrist power twice as strong as anyone else’s. Don’t forget that.”
“……!”
Baek Jin nodded as if something had clicked into place.
And shortly after.
“I am Baek Jin, inner disciple of the Huashan Sect.”
“I am Ho Un, inner disciple of the Baekgeom Sect.”
An exceptionally large man among the inner disciples stepped forward.
Likely the second-strongest after Seol Tae Jin?
A certain confidence showed in his face. He didn’t seem to think he would lose.
“Then let’s begin.”
The referee’s cry rang out across the grounds.
“Haaah!”
Ho Un charged straight at Baek Jin.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The tournament grounds trembled under his massive weight.
Crack!
When the two wooden swords clashed, a sharp sound echoed through the air. But Baek Jin didn’t budge.
‘What…?’
Ho Un was caught off guard.
With his grip strength, he’d thought he could push back that lean-looking Baek Jin in an instant.
Meanwhile, Baek Jin recalled the advice he’d heard from Baek Hyeon earlier—that his special gift was a grip strength twice as powerful as anyone else’s.
If that was the case…
Screech!
“…!”
The clashing blades shuddered, and then one began forcing the other back.
It was Baek Jin’s sword driving Ho Un’s away.
“Ugh!”
Ho Un yielded in that test of strength, stumbling backward several steps. But Baek Jin showed no signs of stopping.
“Wait, stop! Please!”
Baek Jin refused to relent even as Ho Un pleaded.
In the end.
“Argh!”
Pushed to the edge of the grounds, Ho Un tumbled out and fell hard on his rear. Everyone watched in shock.
“The winner—Baek Jin of Huashan Sect!”
“Waaaaaah!”
“Our senior brother is the best!”
Thunderous cheers erupted from the spectators and inner disciples alike. Baek Jin carefully sheathed his wooden sword and bowed to the crowd.
“Baek Jin truly excels.”
“In terms of grip strength alone, none of the inner disciples can match him, it seems.”
“Haha!”
The elders of Huashan Sect watching from the high seats all burst into laughter.
No matter how you looked at it, they had now beaten Baekgeom Sect three times in a row.
There was no reason not to celebrate.
“….”
By contrast, Gwak Hyeong, the master of Baekgeom Sect, made no effort to hide his displeasure.
He rose from his seat and spoke to Un Am.
“Master, perhaps we should end this here.”
“You wish to suspend the martial tournament?”
“I believe the young ones are quite fatigued.”
Gwak Hyeong spoke thus while furrowing his brow. The children were indeed tired, but the real reason he wanted to stop was to avoid showing three consecutive defeats.
“Hmm, very well. This should be sufficient.”
Un Am considered for a moment, then accepted Gwak Hyeong’s proposal.
This martial tournament had already been a successful event for Huashan Sect. In particular, he was pleased that many of the inner disciples had shown their talents.
“Then I shall take my leave.”
“Go safely.”
Gwak Hyeong went directly to where the inner sect disciples of Baekgeom Sect had gathered and led the children away. Their departure seemed so miserable it looked as though they were being driven out.
“Huashan! Huashan! Huashan!”
Meanwhile, the spectators who remained continued calling out the name of Huashan.
The outcome of this martial tournament was abundantly clear. This was nothing less than a signal announcing Huashan’s revival.
A complete victory for Huashan.

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After the martial tournament ended.
The next morning.
The inner disciples gathered at the training grounds after breakfast. It was to review the martial tournament that had taken place the day before.
“Ha, did you see the faces on those Baekgeom bastards? They left looking like a conquered nation!”
“I suppose that’s what happens when they get beaten by us, the ones they usually looked down on. They really despised us, after all.”
“Hmph. How fitting. By now, the whole of Hwaweum County must be talking about it.”
Yu Cheong Ah’s words proved true.
Most of those who had come to Huashan to watch the martial tournament yesterday were common folk living in Hwaweum County.
Among them were people of considerable influence—trading company owners, minor officials—who would certainly spread word of yesterday’s events to those who hadn’t witnessed it themselves.
“I hope this opportunity allows the Huashan Sect’s name to rise again.”
At Baek Hyeon’s words, everyone nodded. The Huashan Sect’s revitalization was a dream that all the inner disciples carried close to their hearts.
“Ha, so you’re all gathered here.”
It was then that Un Sang appeared at the training grounds where the inner disciples had assembled.
“Un Sang!”
Baek Jin quickly offered a respectful bow. Un Sang nodded in acceptance with a genial smile.
“I’ve gathered you here today to commend your efforts from yesterday. All of you performed exceptionally well.”
Un Sang spoke with a warm smile, and the inner disciples’ faces naturally brightened in response. His smile carried that kind of power.
“So our sect leader and the elders have decided to grant you rewards. Of course, nothing unreasonable—but we’d like to gather your thoughts. Is there anything you would wish to receive?”
“A reward?”
The inner disciples exchanged glances with one another.
The Huashan Sect was offering rewards?
It was quite unprecedented, which is why no one dared speak up immediately.
Then.
“I’d like to open a medical clinic.”
Baek Hyeon stepped forward and made his request known. At his words, Un Sang and the others listening widened their eyes.
“You wish to receive the right to establish a medical clinic as your reward? Why?”
“To spread the Huashan Sect’s name far and wide. If I conduct medical practice under our sect’s name, the reputation of Huashan will naturally grow, wouldn’t it?”
“Well, that’s true, but…”
Un Sang nodded with some hesitation. His intentions were good, but the real question was whether such a thing could actually be realized.
“If you were to open a clinic, where would you do so?”
“Hwaweum County would be best, I think. The population there is largest in this region, and there’s great need for medical services.”
“But running a clinic requires an estate, and it will cost a great deal of money…”
“There’s no need to worry about that. I’ll secure investment from the Cheong Hwa Trading Company one way or another.”
Baek Hyeon was a benefactor to the owner of the Cheong Hwa Trading Company.
He was currently treating the man’s son, who suffered from heart deficiency syndrome.
Moreover, they were even coordinating efforts regarding business related to the Sesin Company.
The trading company owner had more than sufficient reason to invest in him.
“If I give a certain portion of the clinic’s profits to the Cheong Hwa Trading Company and designate it as a place jointly operated by the Huashan Sect and the trading company, they’ll have no objections.”
“But are you truly certain about this? Medical work is terribly demanding…”
“Of course it won’t be easy. Traveling back and forth between the sect and the clinic will drain my energy considerably. But without doing this, how else could I elevate the Huashan Sect’s name?”
“Baek Hyeon!”
Un Sang called out his name with evident emotion. Baek Hyeon smiled and spoke to him.
“Of course, this is merely a proposal. It will be the sect leader and the other elders who decide. So I humbly ask that you convey this matter well to them.”
“Of course. I cannot say whether the sect leader will grant permission, but I will do my utmost to present your case.”
This was sufficient.
He had expressed his will to open a clinic clearly enough.
Baek Hyeon waited patiently for the elders’ response.
Several days passed.
Un Am, the sect leader, summoned Baek Hyeon directly.
“I bow before you, Sect Leader.”
“Ah, you’ve come.”
Un Am treated Baek Hyeon as one might a beloved grandson. Through the matter of the Somaehwa Pavilion and the martial tournament, Baek Hyeon had already become a child of special affection in Un Am’s eyes.
“I’ve called you here today to give you my answer regarding your proposal from before.”
“Yes.”
“First, we have decided to respect your opinion. If you establish a medical clinic under the Huashan Sect’s name as you suggest, it will indeed elevate our sect’s prestige.”
It was the result he had anticipated. Baek Hyeon nodded. He himself believed this approach would be beneficial.
“So we first examined the medical clinics in Hwaweum County. As it happened, we found one proprietor who wished to retire from the business.”
“Then you’ve purchased the right to use his estate?”
“Not yet. While he readily agreed to sell his estate to the Huashan Sect, he imposed one condition in exchange.”
“A condition?”
“Yes.”
Un Am sighed lightly before continuing.
“He said he will not proceed with the contract unless there is a physician with skill he deems worthy.”
“…!”

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