The Genius Doctor of the Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 28

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Huashan Sect Prodigy Physician — Chapter 28

He had reason to be astonished.
To think an epithet like Dragon would be granted to him so immediately?
It wasn’t the sort of thing that happened often. Usually, an epithet was something you earned only after making a name for yourself over time.
‘Elder Five must have put in some good work on my behalf.’
“This isn’t the time for this. The sect leader and the elders are looking for you!”
Yu Cheong-a bustled about, hurrying Baek Hyeon along.
Baek Hyeon bowed to Cheong-a, then made straight for Zixiao Palace. Spotting Un-am and the elders waiting outside, he clasped his fist in salute.
“I greet you, Sect Leader.”
“Hah, so Baek Hyeon has come?”
Un-am beamed at him more brightly than he had in a long while.
“I’ve heard the news. You’ve earned yourself quite an impressive epithet.”
“To be honest, I’m rather surprised. Was the wanderer I saved someone of importance?”
“No, nothing of the sort. Just an ordinary wanderer.”
“Then I’m puzzled as to why such an epithet was bestowed upon me.”
“Because you have earned it.”
“Earned it?”
“Indeed.”
Un-am gazed at Baek Hyeon with eyes full of satisfaction as he spoke.
“Baek Hyeon, they tell me you cured the Primal Viscera Disease of a physician who works alongside you—through surgery, no less?”
“Ah…”
“And you also drew Demonic Energy from the mind of Cho Woo-jin, he of the Heartless Sword.”
“Both are true, Sect Leader. Surely you were already aware of these matters?”
After all, they had happened not long ago. The first had led to the opening of Huashan Medical Clinic; the second had earned him a loyal escort.
“Yes, I knew of them. But it seems the wanderers did not. That is why they were so amazed. The Primal Viscera Disease is known to be incurable, and curing Demonic Energy requires medical skill so exceptional that few dare even attempt it.”
This much was certainly true.
Disinfecting and treating a dog bite was a remarkable accomplishment in itself, but the treatment of Primal Viscera Disease or Demonic Energy—those were feats so rare that few physicians possessed even the knowledge to try.
Especially considering that the patient from that last case was Cho Woo-jin, a prominent figure in the Evil Sect itself.
‘Word spread far and wide precisely because I treated such a man.’
In that case, was the epithet truly deserved?
Baek Hyeon nodded as though understanding.
“I hope this matter has been of benefit to Huashan.”
“Benefit? You’ve raised Huashan’s name to new heights.”
Un-am smiled with deep contentment. The elders beside him wore the same expression.
For a declining Huashan to produce a boy bearing the epithet Dragon was no small accomplishment. This would lift the spirits of the disciples once more.
“I ask for your continued effort. Should you need anything, speak freely. I will provide whatever support lies within my power.”
“Thank you, Sect Leader.”
Baek Hyeon bowed to them and left Zixiao Palace. His morning training was finished, so as always, he planned to head to Huashan Medical Clinic.
But then—
“Baek Hyeon, do you have a moment?”
This time it was Senior Brother Baek Jin, arriving with another senior brother in tow, who called him over. Baek Hyeon greeted them with a bright smile.
“Senior Brother, it feels like it’s been a while.”
“Indeed. I should have visited more often, but I worried it might trouble you with how busy you are.”
“Please don’t concern yourself with that. You and the other senior brothers are always welcome whenever you wish to call.”
“Your words mean a great deal to me.”
“Not at all. Though, Senior Brother—surely you didn’t call me just to tease me, did you?”
Baek Hyeon asked with a smirk. Baek Jin waved his hand dismissively.
“Tease? Of course not! We came to congratulate you. Has someone been teasing you?”
“It was only a jest. The sect leader and the elders have all already offered their congratulations.”
“Well then, that’s as it should be. Why wouldn’t we congratulate you, the youngest of us, for earning such an epithet?”
Baek Jin gazed at Baek Hyeon with pride in his eyes. His expression mirrored that of the other senior brothers present.
“However, I came because there is one favor I wish to ask of you. Jin-yu.”
“Yes, Senior Brother.”
It was Jin-yu who stepped forward then—a second-generation disciple who had no particular connection with Baek Hyeon until now.
“Senior Brother Jin-yu? What is the matter?”
“Baek Hyeon, the thing is…”
Jin-yu hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head.
“Would you be willing to teach me the Medical Art?”
Learn the Medical Art from me?
Interest flickered across Baek Hyeon’s eyes.

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Learning the Medical Art was much like mastering martial techniques.
One had to study steadily through a master or medical texts, build practical experience in the field, before becoming a true physician.
That made it an arduous path. Honestly, many gave up partway through.
‘Some of those quitters end up peddling half-baked medicine for profit, charlatans the lot of them.’
Yet Baek Hyeon bore no resentment toward those seeking to learn the Medical Art.
Quite the opposite—he offered encouragement and support.
After all, every new physician added to the world was a blessing. Skilled healers were especially rare, so he made what effort he could to nurture them.
But now a second-generation disciple of the Huashan Sect was asking to study under him.
He couldn’t help but be intrigued.
“May I ask why you wish to learn the Medical Art?”
“Once, I stood before a gravely ill person and could do nothing. I never want to find myself so helpless again.”
Jin-yu spoke with some embarrassment, looking away.
“But the chance to learn seldom presented itself. Even less so after I joined Huashan.”
“You must have been overwhelmed simply mastering martial techniques.”
Besides, Huashan would have had no one to teach him medicine.
There was Un-sang, the Medical Pavilion’s keeper, but……
Honestly, Un-sang’s skills were below average for a physician. The original Pavilion keeper had died suddenly, and Un-sang, having picked up a bit of medicine, had been put in place as a stopgap.
‘Though he’s working hard to improve now.’
Still, more time was needed before he’d be truly competent. Which meant Jin-yu had no one but Baek Hyeon to turn to for proper instruction.
However.
“I cannot take you as my student and teach you from the ground up right now.”
Baek Hyeon spoke firmly. Jin-yu’s expression darkened at once.
“I see…… You’re busy, after all.”
“It’s not that I find you troublesome or dislike the idea. Setting aside how busy I am, teaching one-on-one simply isn’t efficient.”
“Not efficient?”
“Think of it in martial terms. What would be more effective—teaching the Plum Blossom Sword Technique to a child who’s never even held a blade, or teaching it to one already skilled in the Six Harmonies Sword Technique?”
“Ah!”
Jin-yu seemed to grasp something at last. Baek Hyeon held up a single finger.
“To study the Medical Art under me, you must first fulfill one condition.”
“What? What is it?”
“Study the Yellow Emperor’s Inner Canon and On Cold Damage, learning the fundamentals of medicine. You’ve heard of both, surely?”
The Yellow Emperor’s Inner Canon was the most foundational and essential text of medical philosophy, while On Cold Damage contained the knowledge necessary for prescribing medicinal formulas.
Every proper physician studied both.
“Once you’ve read those two and pass the test I set, I’ll grant you the right to assist at the Huashan Medical Clinic.”
……!”
“Of course, patients come first, so I may not be able to explain everything in detail at every case. But by helping with physician’s work at my side, in time you’ll earn proper recognition as a physician.”
Of course, that alone wasn’t sufficient.
The Yellow Emperor’s Inner Canon and On Cold Damage were merely the foundation.
To delve deeper, one would need to study other texts or seek out a true master.
‘But I don’t yet know how firm Jin-yu’s resolve truly is.’
If he simply wanted to learn medicine in an ordinary way, that much would suffice.
Master those two texts, train alongside Baek Hyeon for a few years……
And he’d develop competence as a serviceable physician.
But to go beyond that, one had to be prepared.
‘That’s not something to worry about now.’
“I’m grateful, Baek Hyeon. I’ll study hard and pass your test.”
“The medical texts—ask Un-sang to lend them to you.”
“Very well.”
Jin-yu bowed in thanks and departed toward the Medical Pavilion.
Baek Jin, watching him go, smiled warmly.
“Thank you for hearing Jin-yu out.”
“I haven’t helped yet. It depends on how much he accomplishes.”
In truth, the Yellow Emperor’s Inner Canon and On Cold Damage were not easy texts.
A superficial reading alone wouldn’t carry him past Baek Hyeon’s examination.
He’d need to study seriously. Anything less, and mastering the Medical Art would remain forever out of reach.
“Jin-yu lost a younger sibling to illness before coming to Huashan, or so they say.”
“……”
“They were too poor to call a physician. I suspect that wound carved itself so deep into his heart that he resolved to learn the Medical Art.”
“I do hope he passes the examination.”
“So do I.”
Baek Jin offered a faint smile and bowed to Baek Hyeon.
“My apologies—I’ve kept you far longer than I should have.”
“Not at all. There’s still plenty of time before the clinic opens.”
“Do your best today.”
“You as well—train hard.”
Baek Hyeon bowed deeply to Baek Jin, then turned and departed.
Watching his receding figure, Baek Jin smiled softly to himself.
“Dragon of Huashan.”
He would have been lying if he said he hadn’t been startled.
That Baek Hyeon—the youngest disciple of their generation, who had spent so many years bedridden and unable to take an active role—had somehow earned such a brilliant epithet, surpassing even his senior brothers and sisters.
A twinge of jealousy, mixed with admiration, flickered through him.
‘But that’s all his own talent.’
Yet Baek Jin did not let envy take root in his heart.
After all, Baek Hyeon had been that youngest disciple, confined to a sickbed for so many years.
How could he not feel genuine joy that the boy had finally recovered his health and begun to unfold his gifts?
‘If I apply myself, my own time will come soon enough.’
For now, the time had come to train earnestly alongside his fellow disciples, waiting to seize that opportunity when it arrived.
With that thought, Baek Jin returned to the Training Grounds.
It was time to begin today’s practice.

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When Baek Hyeon returned to the Huashan Medical Clinic, he found himself taken aback.
“You’re back.”
“Yes, but……”
Baek Hyeon scratched his head as he surveyed the throng of people crowding the space.
“Quite a few, aren’t there?”
He was, of course, referring to the patients.
The Huashan Medical Clinic had always attracted a steady stream of visitors through word of mouth……
But now, in the span of a single day, their numbers seemed to have tripled.
Clearly, earning the epithet had been the spark that set this ablaze.
‘I suppose I should have seen this coming.’
He’d experienced this before, many times over, during his years as Hwa Seo-myeong.
Fame draws crowds—it was simply the nature of things.
If anything, this was still manageable.
Back then, so many had sought him out that he’d fled, wandering to escape the tide.
“Should we turn them away?”
Cho Woo-jin spoke with a grim expression.
It wasn’t a jest—he looked entirely serious about sending at least half of them packing.
With that look in his eyes, they’d scatter in an instant.
“How could we turn away the sick? But we do need to organize things.”
Among those who’d come seeking him out, genuine patients were mixed in with those simply wanting to catch a glimpse of someone famous.
And among them, cases both grave and trivial were tangled together.
There was no need to treat each one individually.
So then……
As Baek Hyeon pondered, his eye fell upon those dressed in the garb of physicians, lingering at the edges of the crowd.
“Cho.”
“Yes?”
“Would you bring over those people standing about over there?”
“Of course. What do you have in mind?”
“I’ve just thought of something.”
A far more efficient way to see patients.

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