The Genius Doctor of the Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 4

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Huashan Sect’s Gifted Physician — Chapter 4

After Un Sang returned from Jasogung.
He threw a peculiar proposal at Baek Hyeon.
“You want me to take charge of the Medical Department?”
“That’s right.”
He nodded calmly.
But Baek Hyeon was utterly bewildered.
No matter how impressive his medical skill had been, to suddenly hand over the entire Medical Department—it made no sense.
It was an absurd proposition.
The misunderstanding, however, could be cleared up just as quickly.
“Don’t misread me. What I’m entrusting to you is only the treatment of common colds, understand? You’ve noticed how the weather’s grown colder lately, and we’ve had more patients coming in with chills?”
“Yes.”
“So I’d like you to take those disciples under your care. Jang Mun In himself has given his approval.”
“Jang Mun In…….”
Baek Hyeon could read everything in Un Sang’s eager eyes.
‘This is a test from Jang Mun In.’
Un Sang must have reported his performance in considerable detail.
He’d certainly mentioned his desire to place Baek Hyeon in the Medical Department as well.
So Jang Mun In was likely using this relatively modest task—treating the common colds among the Second Generation Disciples—as a way to gauge his true abilities first.
If that was the case.
“Understood. I’ll take it on.”
Baek Hyeon nodded readily.
A chance to prove himself couldn’t have come at a better time.
“Excellent. Then speak with Yu Cheong Ah and tell her to gather all the disciples showing signs of illness.”
“Yes, Master.”
Baek Hyeon nodded and began his preparations.
‘I’ll start with the most common treatments.’
Common colds presented far more varied symptoms than people realized.
Some burned with fever; others suffered blocked noses and swollen throats; still others coughed; and some displayed an overwhelming combination of all these symptoms at once.
So it was best to begin with the most universal remedy.
If that failed to help, then he could delve deeper into the specific presentation and apply more specialized treatment.
‘Most likely, Ge Gen Tang should do the trick for most of them.’
Fortunately, Kudzu Root—the main ingredient for Ge Gen Tang—was plentiful in the Medical Department.
It was clearly a heavily used material, so they kept it well stocked.
Baek Hyeon soaked the Kudzu Root along with Glauber’s Salt, Scutellaria, and Gardenia in water, then slowly decocted the mixture over gentle heat.
He also remembered to add a handful of Licorice for those patients who couldn’t stomach the bitter taste.
Even as the medicine brewed, he kept his body honed through cultivation of the Geonkkon Gaeshin.
No moment was too trivial to waste.
As he waited.
“Baek Hyeon!”
In the distance, he saw Yu Cheong Ah waving her hands excitedly.
The senior disciples who needed treatment were arriving.

* * *

Let’s turn back the clock for a moment.
While Baek Hyeon was just preparing the medicine.
“So he actually placed a needle with his own hands, I’m telling you?! Just—pop!—right like that. And then he spat up blood, just gushing out, and then suddenly…….”
“I know, I know! Yu, every time Baek Hyeon’s name comes up, you get so worked up. How many times are you going to tell the same story?”
Yu Cheong Ah was relating her experiences to the Second Generation Disciples who’d just finished training.
At the center of their group stood Baek Jin, the eldest among the Huashan Sect’s Second Generation Disciples.
He stopped Yu Cheong Ah from continuing her endless chatter about Baek Hyeon, then exhaled heavily.
“The important thing is that the boy recovered, isn’t it? Thank goodness.”
“When I asked, he said he hasn’t fully recovered yet. He has to keep taking herbal medicine and receiving treatment…….”
“But he’s gotten out of that state where he seemed like he’d die any moment, hasn’t he? That’s already a huge improvement. He’ll get even better from here on.”
Baek Jin spoke with the relieved expression of someone who’d put his mind at ease.
The youngest among the senior disciples, and the sickly Baek Hyeon, had always been a source of worry for the Second Generation Disciples.
So as their eldest, Baek Jin couldn’t help but feel joy that the boy had begun to improve on his own.
“But to think you’ve inherited the skills of your teacher—that’s remarkable. You’ve never mentioned anything like that until now.”
A Second Generation Disciple named Lee Cheong Un spoke.
Most of the senior disciples in the room nodded at his words.
Indeed, until this moment, none of them had heard that Baek Hyeon had studied under their teacher in the Water-Skimming Technique.
Now that the fact had come to light, they felt somewhat taken aback.
“Well, the boy must have been troubled about it. After all, it’s not just anyone’s skill—it’s our teacher’s technique. If you think about what happened to him…”
“Enough. Let’s not speak of that any further. Especially—don’t bring up his name in front of Baek Hyeon.”
Baek Jin cut off the Second Generation Disciple mid-sentence.
It seemed to him that speaking of their teacher in front of Baek Hyeon would be thoughtless.
“In any case! The boy’s skill is genuine, I’m telling you. You’ll be able to see it for yourselves soon.”
“See it? How could we?”
“Un Sang told me himself to bring the senior disciples who’ve caught colds to Baek Hyeon. I think he wants to observe the boy’s abilities.”
“Oh!”
At Yu Cheong Ah’s words, a stir ran through the Second Generation Disciples.
Baek Hyeon was already the subject of their discussion.
The prospect of witnessing his skill firsthand piqued everyone’s curiosity.
“Cough, cough! So the boy will take my pulse and treat me? I’m hardly at ease about it…”
Baek Young, who happened to have caught a cold, muttered with visible discomfort.
But Yu Cheong Ah tapped her own chest reassuringly.
“The boy’s skill is genuine, I promise you. Un Sang himself acknowledged it. He’ll have your cold healed in no time.”
“Hmm, if Un Sang says so…”
“But sister, isn’t a common cold something that gets better on its own after a few days, whether you take medicine or not?”
“That’s right. Even if Baek Hyeon treats us, honestly, could we really tell the difference?”
“Hmm. What if we do it this way instead?”
Baek Jin offered his proposal. Yu Cheong Ah’s brow furrowed in disapproval when she heard it, but all the other Second Generation Disciples agreed.
“That’s a good idea!”
“Let’s do it as you suggest.”
“That way we can be certain whether he has real skill or not.”
“It feels like we’re deceiving the boy…”
Yu Cheong Ah spoke in a reluctant tone. Yet she too eventually nodded in agreement.
“Fine, fine! Just promise not to tease him too harshly if he makes a mistake!”
“Ha, but it was you who told us to trust his skill, wasn’t it? If the boy truly inherited our teacher’s technique, he’ll manage just fine.”
Lee Cheong Un laughed playfully.
Baek Jin smiled wryly and selected which senior disciples to bring—those whose condition was poor.
“Then let’s be on our way. It’s been a while since we’ve paid our respects to the boy.”
The Second Generation Disciples with colds set out toward the Medical Department.

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“Baek Hyeon! We’re here! We’ve arrived!”
Baek Hyeon offered a wry smile as he watched Yu Cheong Ah wave her hand enthusiastically.
Beside her stood senior disciples dressed in robes embroidered with plum blossoms.
The most striking among them was a tall, handsome young man.
‘Baek Jin.’
The senior disciples’ leader and a man of both good character and superior martial skill.
Had he caught a cold as well?
Baek Hyeon quickly realized the answer was no.
Baek Jin’s cultivation was different from that of the other Second Generation Disciples—his foundation was so deep that he would never succumb to a mere cold.
“Senior Baek Jin, and all the other seniors and sisters—I greet you all.”
Baek Hyeon bowed respectfully to them.
Baek Jin beamed at the boy’s courtesy and ruffled his hair affectionately.
“It’s been a while. How have you been?”
“I’m well, thanks to your concern. I’ve recovered considerably.”
“That’s good to hear. So you’ve joined the Medical Department from today onward?”
“I’ve only received care until now, so it’s time I repaid that debt.”
“Ha, don’t speak as though it’s some burden. Whether this situation had arisen or not, we’re one family—I would have looked after you regardless.”
Baek Jin turned to look back at the others.
It was a glance seeking their agreement.
“Baek Jin’s right. Don’t feel pressured about it.”
“Still, we’ll see for ourselves just how skilled you really are.”
“Cough! Don’t mind what this senior says, Disciple. I’m just joking around.”
“Yes. I’ll begin the Pulse Diagnosis now, so please come this way.”
Baek Hyeon settled into a corner of the Medical Department and ushered his senior brothers inside.
The first to arrive was a senior named Baek Young, who looked visibly unwell.
“Thanks for your help, Disciple.”
“Of course. Could you briefly describe your symptoms?”
“My nose is congested and my head aches. I’ve been coughing occasionally too.”
“No fever?”
“No.”
“Then would you extend your hand for a moment?”
Baek Hyeon took hold of Baek Young’s wrist and sent a faint pulse of Qi through it.
Baek Young’s expression shifted as he felt it.
Baek Hyeon spoke calmly, unbothered.
“It’s a typical Common Cold. Right now you’re only dealing with nasal congestion, but if the symptoms worsen, you’ll start experiencing chills and fever. You said there’s no fever, but there’s actually a faint one present already.”
“So what should I do?”
“Just a moment.”
Baek Hyeon withdrew a sterilized needle and inserted it into the Dazhui and Fengchi acupoints on Baek Young’s back.
“What?!”
Baek Young’s eyes widened in surprise. His startled reaction prompted all the other senior brothers gathered nearby to inquire with curiosity.
“What is it, Senior? What happened?”
“My nose opened right up. I can breathe easily now. How did you do that?”
“The Dazhui acupoint expels the cold influence, and the Fengchi acupoint is effective for headaches and nasal congestion. But this is only a temporary measure—you’ll need to take medicine as well.”
Baek Hyeon retrieved the Ge Gen Tang he’d been simmering over a low flame and handed it to Baek Young.
“Come to the Medical Department once a day to take the Ge Gen Tang. You should recover within a few days with this treatment.”
“You really are something!”
Baek Young’s eyes went wide with genuine amazement as he spoke.
Baek Hyeon responded with a slight smile.
“Next patient, please.”
And so Baek Hyeon began examining several of his senior brothers.
Some carried only a mild cold influence, while others had contracted it more severely.
The treatments were largely similar, though he promised to prepare additional medicines beyond the Ge Gen Tang for those with more pronounced symptoms.
“Wow.”
“This is really impressive.”
“You truly do have mastery over medicine.”
All the senior brothers gazed at him with wonder.
Then it came time for a Second Generation Disciple named Lee Cheong Un.
He grinned and extended his wrist to Baek Hyeon.
“Go ahead, diagnose me too!”
He could sense that everyone was watching with eager anticipation.
Baek Hyeon saw through it immediately—this was clearly a trap.
‘They’ve presented a fake patient to see if I can actually perform Pulse Diagnosis or not.’
It was obvious just from looking at his expression.
Still, he couldn’t very well refuse to examine him.
He decided to graciously play along with their jest.
But then.
‘Hmm?’
The moment he infused Qi through the wrist, he sensed something impure.
Baek Hyeon’s eyes narrowed as he perceived the identity of that murky Qi.
“Senior.”
“What?”
“You snuck some alcohol yesterday, didn’t you?”
……!
Lee Cheong Un’s mouth fell open in shock.

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