The Genius Doctor of the Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 29

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Hwasan School’s Medical Genius — Episode 29

No Jun, the physician of Hwaeum County, peered at the Hwasan Medical Clinic with a face full of discontent.
“Is that the place?”
“It is — the Hwasan Medical Clinic. Run by that youngster they call the Dragon of Hwasan.”
“Sigh… why did Baek Physician give up his clinic…?”
Beside him stood two other physicians wearing the same bitter expression.
All three had lost patients to the Hwasan Medical Clinic.
“Are we all just going to sit and watch this happen?”
No Jun asked, his tone heavy with frustration.
If the patients kept flowing to that clinic, they wouldn’t receive a single customer — they’d starve to death, plain and simple.
The only way to survive would be to leave for another county.
But even that wasn’t feasible.
All their roots were here — how could they just pack up and move elsewhere?
“But what are we supposed to do? There’s no way out!”
“We could hire some thugs and stir up trouble at that clinic…”
“Don’t you see the Hwasan School backing him up? If we do that, we’ll be marked men too — we’ll never be able to set foot in Hwaeum County again!”
As time passed, their argument grew more heated.
Yet no real solution emerged from all their talk.
The three physicians sighed heavily, at a loss for what to do.
Then, at that moment.
“You three over there.”
A voice cold enough to freeze blood came from behind them.
“…!”
No Jun spun around in shock. Standing before them was a sharp-featured martial artist with a sword at his hip, fixing them with a piercing stare.
“G-Grand Coordinator, what business brings you here…?”
“You’ll all come with me to the Hwasan Medical Clinic.”
“Pardon?”
Come with him? To the Hwasan Medical Clinic?
“But why on earth—”
“Do you refuse?”
No Jun had been about to ask for an explanation, but the martial artist’s chilling tone cut him short, and he shook his head frantically.
The atmosphere made it clear that refusing would be dangerous. The other two physicians felt the same way.
“Good. Then follow me.”
The martial artist led the three of them toward the Hwasan Medical Clinic.
“Ah, you’ve arrived.”
Waiting inside was a boy who hadn’t yet reached full manhood.
“Welcome, physicians. I’m Baek Hyeon, a third-generation disciple of the Hwasan School.”
“The Dragon of Hwasan…”
“That’s what they call me too.”
Baek Hyeon nodded at No Jun’s words. After exchanging introductions with the three physicians, he asked in direct fashion.
“Let me ask plainly — the reason you’ve come here is because you’re losing patients to me, isn’t it?”
“…!”
The three physicians flinched at his bluntness. But Baek Hyeon, as if he’d expected this, continued speaking.
“And if this situation continues, your livelihoods will all be threatened. Am I right?”
“To be honest… yes.”
“With you here, who would come to us for Pulse Diagnosis?”
“At this rate, we’re finished — we’ll starve.”
The three physicians spoke with gloomy faces. Baek Hyeon listened and nodded in understanding.
“Starving is perhaps an exaggeration, but losing all your patients to us would indeed deal you a serious blow. I understand your position.”
“Did you call us here just to mock us?”
“Of course not. I called you here because I have a solution to this problem.”
“A solution…?”
“Let’s join forces for a while.”
At Baek Hyeon’s firm words, the three physicians’ eyes widened.
“What?”
“You’ll all work here at our Hwasan Medical Clinic for a time. Of course, I’ll pay you fairly.”
“Join forces, you say…”
“Will that truly be all right?”
The three physicians regarded one another.
Uncertainty crossed their faces—whether this proposal would benefit them or bring harm.
Baek Hyeon spoke to them plainly.
“Of course, you’re free to refuse. But I’d still like to recommend that you accept.”
From his perspective, one more pair of hands could only help.
Once patient numbers returned to normal, everything could go back to how it had been.
No Jun paused a moment, then nodded.
“Then I’ll accept the proposal. What exactly do you need us to do?”
“I’m thinking we should divide our labor.”
“Hmm?”
“Rather than having everyone perform Pulse Diagnosis separately, wouldn’t it be far more efficient if each of us took responsibility for our specialty?”
“How so?”
“Among the three of you, which of these are you most confident in—Pulse Diagnosis, Acupuncture, or preparing Herbal Decoctions?”
No Jun answered first to Baek Hyeon’s question.
“If I’m being honest, it’d be Pulse Diagnosis. Not to boast, but I’ve caught serious illnesses early and cured them before.”
“I’ve mostly treated people who’ve sprained or injured themselves. So I’d say Acupuncture is my main practice.”
“Our clinic tends to see mostly minor cold patients. That’s why I’ve spent so much time preparing Herbal Decoctions.”
“Then, Physician No, I’d like you to handle the patients’ initial Pulse Diagnosis. You’ll be the first to separate the critical cases from the minor ones. After that, divide them again into those with bone or muscle problems and those with organ problems.”
Baek Hyeon turned to Jang Physician beside him and continued.
“Since you’re confident in Acupuncture, I’ll ask you to specialize in that. You can judge and treat patients with relatively mild symptoms on your own, but… whenever you’re uncertain or need to use ambiguous Acupoints, you should consult with me or Baek Ya.”
Finally, he turned to the physician who expressed confidence in medicinal preparations.
“Physician Cheong, please prepare the medicinal herbs and brew the Herbal Decoctions. You can’t change the prescriptions arbitrarily, but if the herb quality seems poor or you have doubts about a formula, tell me immediately.”
No Jun asked carefully.
“Then what do you intend to do yourself?”
“I’ll handle the severe cases.”
Baek Hyeon glanced toward the people waiting outside.
“If I spend my time on ordinary colds and muscle pain, I might miss the patients who truly need my attention.”
Baek Ya stroked his beard and nodded.
“Then I’ll confirm the diagnoses that you make for general patients and oversee everything as a whole.”
“Yes. I’d appreciate that, sir. And please send me the difficult cases to judge.”
“Ha. It’s just like what they do in the large Medical Houses.”
Baek Hyeon nodded.
“Though we’ve had many patients rush in, through division of labor we can treat them much more efficiently. For that, I need all of your strength.”
…….
The three physicians wore reluctant expressions at his words.
They had never practiced medicine this way before.
Then Baek Hyeon clapped sharply.
“Let’s begin.”
It was time to reopen the Hwasan Medical Clinic.

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Of course, this division of labor did not run smoothly from the start.
Because record-keeping methods differed, prescriptions nearly got mixed up, and raised voices sometimes erupted when they weren’t sure which patients to refer where.
But once Baek Hyeon unified the order of consultations and the recording method, the confusion quickly subsided.
The Hwasan Medical Clinic, thus reformed, transformed successfully.
Through division of labor, they could perform Pulse Diagnoses and treat patients faster than before.
Most patients carried only minor ailments, so treating them was easy.
Yet occasionally, a seriously ill patient would appear.
All such patients were referred to Baek Hyeon as agreed.
“It’s a dislocation. Fortunately the bone isn’t broken, but your shoulder has come out of place.”
Uhn……!
A patient whose shoulder had dislocated after falling while working in the fields. Baek Hyeon first checked the pulse to see if any nerves had been damaged.
‘It feels compressed.’
The nerve itself wasn’t severed, but the nerve pathway running from the shoulder was under pressure. If left untreated like this, the arm would develop lasting complications.
“What will you do?”
Physician No and the others, seeing Baek Hyeon’s skill for the first time, watched him with interest.
Without a word, Baek Hyeon first inserted needles into the Acupoints around the shoulder.
This was to reduce pain and relax the muscles.
“Relax. I’m going to realign the dislocated bone now.”
But Baek Hyeon didn’t simply yank at it.
He read the direction of the displaced bone and the flow of muscle with his hands, then applied steady pressure to the arm and rotated it gently.
Click!
The dislocated joint slipped back into place.
“Try moving your fingers.”
The patient moved his fingers as instructed. Every single one responded without restriction.
The patient spoke with a brightened face.
“I—I cannot thank you enough…….”
“We’re not finished yet. If I send you out like this, there’s no telling when the dislocation might happen again.”
Baek Hyeon paused briefly in thought, then called for Cho Ujin. Startled by the sudden summons, Cho Ujin tilted his head and asked.
“What is it?”
“Could you find me some sturdy cloth, as I describe it? There’s nothing suitable here.”
“Understood.”
Cho Ujin nodded and retrieved what had been requested from somewhere.
Baek Hyeon bent the patient’s elbow and drew the arm against his chest, supported it with a sling, then wrapped a wide length of cloth around the torso to immobilize it completely.
“Just because the bone has returned doesn’t mean the problem is fully resolved. To prevent the arm from dislocating again, you’ll need to keep it this way for some time—please remember that, Jang Physician.”
“Ah, yes?”
“Please record this patient’s condition. Today he’s fine, but starting tomorrow I think we should administer Acupuncture several more times.”
“Understood.”
Jang Physician departed with the patient.
Baek Hyeon wiped away a light bead of sweat.
“Fortunately it was just a simple dislocation. If the bone had fractured or cracked inside, it would have been far more difficult.”
“Still, that was masterful treatment. Now I understand why your reputation stands so high.”
No Jun spoke with evident admiration. In truth, simple dislocation treatment was something he could manage himself, but the pristine manner of the procedure—coupled with the fact that the physician conducting it was Baek Hyeon, who was considerably younger than himself—left him no choice but to be impressed.
“Thank you for the praise. Your Pulse Diagnosis was exceptionally accurate as well, No Physician.”
As Baek Hyeon spoke, he watched the steady stream of remaining patients. At this pace, he thought, the rest should be handled swiftly.
But then.
“Master, there’s something suspicious about that person.”
In that moment, Cho Ujin’s cold voice cut through. His brow was furrowed as he fixed his gaze on the entrance to the clinic.
Standing there was a handsome youth wearing a Hero’s Hat. A sword hung at his waist, and his Martial Robe bore the insignia of the Murim Alliance.
‘Someone from the Murim Alliance?’
But why would such a person come all the way here?
Baek Hyeon excused himself, rose from his seat, and approached the youth.
“May I help you? Have you come for Pulse Diagnosis?”
“That is…….”
The youth in the Hero’s Hat hesitated, as if startled, before answering.
“You are the Dragon of Hwasan, are you not?”
“Yes, that’s correct. Who are you?”
“I am Hwang Jiho, an inspector for the Hwaeum County branch of the Murim Alliance. I apologize for arriving without notice.”
“No need to apologize. But I would like to hear what brings you here.”
“The matter is this—I have heard that you possess extraordinary talent in the medical arts, and I have come seeking your assistance.”
“Assistance?”
“Indeed.”
Hwang Jiho nodded with a stern expression and spoke.
“Is it possible for you to cure someone addicted to poison?”

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