The Genius Doctor of the Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 6

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Huashan Sect’s Medical Prodigy — Episode 6

The next morning.
The two of them rose early and descended Huashan.
The medicinal ingredients for the senior disciples were already prepared. Baek Hyeon asked Yu Cheong-a to deliver them, while he gathered various medicinal ingredients and a needle case for himself.
“Sigh.”
Yun Sang, who accompanied him, exhaled heavily, worry etched across his face.
“Master Yun, are you nervous?”
“Hmm? Yes. I confess I am. When they say the fate of Huashan rests in our hands, one cannot help but be concerned.”
The Qinghua Merchant Guild was a righteous enterprise that had never severed its dealings with Huashan, even during the sect’s difficult times.
Which meant, in essence, that it was Huashan’s final lifeline.
If the Qinghua Merchant Guild were to raise prices as they had warned, or worse, sever the partnership altogether, the Huashan Sect would face a devastating blow.
Should they fail to find another merchant house, the sect might well starve, distributions and niceties abandoned alike.
“Don’t worry too much. No matter how dire the circumstances, there’s always a way through.”
“Baek Hyeon…”
“Besides, isn’t that precisely why we’re going? Rather than dwell in worry, it would serve you better to carry yourself with pride, Master Yun.”
Surprise flickered across Yun Sang’s features at those words.
A peculiar, almost flustered expression.
But it passed quickly.
He soon broke into a hearty laugh and nodded firmly.
“You’re right. Absolutely right. We shouldn’t let anxiety crush us—we must act with confidence and pride instead. After all, I represent the sect. If its leaders show fear, the Qinghua Merchant Guild will lose faith in us.”
“Exactly.”
With that, Baek Hyeon deployed the Geongeon Gaeshin technique.
Because Huashan Sect stood midway up a rocky mountain, the path to and from it was treacherously uneven.
For someone who had scarcely shed his sickbed—or rather, who still had one foot in it—the journey was arduous.
“Are you managing? I could carry you instead…”
“I’m fine. I won’t burden you, Master Yun.”
Baek Hyeon gritted his teeth and shook his head firmly.
If he couldn’t endure even this, his condition would never improve.
Besides, the Geongeon Gaeshin was more effective when practiced in motion rather than at rest.
Thus he managed to reach Hwaeum County without completely depleting his strength—barely.
“So this is Hwaeum County.”
“It is. How many years has it been since you were last here?”
He nodded silently.
Aside from his own memories of being bound to Huashan, the Divine’s Fire Minister had not visited this place in quite some time.
Yet the appearance of the streets remained largely unchanged from what he recalled.
It seemed natural enough—there had been no great calamities to reshape the town in the interim.
They made their way directly to the Qinghua Merchant Guild without stopping elsewhere.
‘So this is the Qinghua Merchant Guild.’
The Qinghua Merchant Guild was among the largest merchant houses in Hwaeum County.
The guild master from several generations back had been a lay disciple of the Huashan Sect.
Through that connection, they continued to support the sect without severing their bond.
Yet even their support now hinged on this consultation.
The two men approached the gatekeepers stationed at the guild’s entrance.
Seeing the plum-blossom-patterned robes they wore, the gatekeepers addressed them with proper courtesy.
“Might we ask the purpose of your visit, honored cultivators of the Huashan Sect?”
“I am Yun Sang, keeper of the medical pavilion at Huashan. I’ve come with my disciple, Baek Hyeon, to treat the guild master’s family member. Be so kind as to relay this message.”
“Of course. Please wait a moment.”
One of the gatekeepers withdrew to convey the news.
After a brief wait, someone emerged from within.
It was a sturdily built middle-aged man dressed in fine silk garments.
“The guild master.”
“Master Yun, welcome. I am Wang Ho, proprietor of the Qinghua Merchant Guild. And this young cultivator beside you is…?”
“My disciple, who will assist in the pulse diagnosis. He possesses exceptional skill in the Medical Art, so you may set your mind at ease.”
“Hmm.”
Wang Ho’s expression soured somewhat.
Understandable, perhaps—confronted with a mere slip of a youth rather than a seasoned physician, one would naturally be taken aback.
And Baek Hyeon, even now, bore the unmistakable air of a convalescent.
Yet he pressed the matter no further.
He simply guided them with a stiff, rigid expression.
“This way, if you please.”
Thanks to the guild master’s escort, they were able to enter a restricted section deep within the Qinghua Merchant Guild.
It was an area where only a handful of people were permitted to pass.
Yet no one moved to stop them as they walked alongside the guild master. Soon the two of them arrived at a room thick with the scent of medicinal decoction.
“Another physician is currently performing a Pulse Diagnosis. Will you wait until he finishes?”
“Well…….”
“No. We’d like to examine the patient as soon as possible. That physician may prescribe something entirely wrong.”
Yun Sang, who had been about to suggest waiting, stared at Baek Hyeon with an expression of utter bewilderment.
Wang Ho too seemed startled when Baek Hyeon actually insisted on going in—though he soon nodded in agreement.
“Then, this way if you please.”
Click.
The door opened, and the group could see a young boy lying inside.
“This is my third son, Wang Yu. He has only just turned twelve. And this person here…….”
“Guild Master, why did you bring others in while I am performing a Pulse Diagnosis?!”
The one speaking so sharply was an elderly physician.
His clothes were slovenly for a man of medicine, and his beard was far from clean.
“These individuals are Daoist masters from the Huashan Sect. I thought they might be of assistance.”
“Hmph. Huashan Sect adepts? A sect whose medical traditions have long since withered—as if they could accomplish anything here…….”
The old physician scoffed at the pair with open disdain.
Yun Sang trembled at this, his jaw clenching so tightly it was visible.
He was surely affronted by such contempt.
But Baek Hyeon, regardless, turned his attention to assessing the patient.
Even at a glance, the boy appeared considerably weakened.
‘His lips and fingertips have turned blue. Poor circulation—he’s suffering from Cyanosis. The swelling in his hands and feet stems from the same cause.’
Baek Hyeon turned to the guild master and asked.
“Guild Master, you said your son is twelve years old, correct?”
“Yes, that is so, as you have observed.”
“His frame is smaller than it should be for his age. His breathing is also irregular. Would it be acceptable if I took his pulse?”
“Ah, yes—of course.”
Wang Ho seemed somewhat taken aback by Baek Hyeon’s composed confidence.
Carefully, he allowed Baek Hyeon to take hold of the patient’s wrist, and Baek Hyeon channeled his Internal Energy into the boy. As the energy flowed inward, Wang Yu’s body gave a slight flinch.
“Hmm.”
“Have you discovered something?”
Yun Sang regarded Baek Hyeon with eyes full of anticipation.
Baek Hyeon nodded in response.
“His pulse is irregular—it stutters, skipping rather than flowing smoothly. Normally, blood should circulate naturally in and out of the heart, but the Cold Energy within his body is obstructing that natural rhythm.”
“……!”
“Guild Master, did your son not tell you, when he was younger, that his chest felt as though it were being pierced by needles?”
“Now that you mention it, I do recall him saying something quite similar.”
“And surely there has been poor digestion, chronic fatigue, abdominal bloating, and pain in the abdomen?”
“Precisely so. You are accurate.”
“At night, the Yin energy would intensify, causing him suffering. Though not to the severity of an Extreme Yin Severed Pulse…….”
Baek Hyeon paused, turning his gaze thoughtfully toward the bewildered old physician.
“Physician, what prescription were you about to administer?”
“Hmph. So you managed to guess it was a heart ailment. Naturally, I was going to prescribe a Vitality Decoction. If the heart beats too slowly, one simply forces it to beat faster!”
“Absolutely not. To do such a thing could cause his heart to stop entirely.”
“What did you say?!”
Wang Ho cried out in alarm.
His reaction was entirely justified—the prospect that his son’s heart might cease was terrifying.
Baek Hyeon spoke calmly, without panic, and explained further.
“If he were to take the Vitality Decoction, it would initially force his heart to beat faster, making it appear as though his condition were improving. But that addresses nothing—it solves no underlying problem. Forcing his heart to labor beyond its capacity will inevitably exhaust it, and then it will stop.”
“How dare you! A mere boy—what could you possibly know?!”
“At minimum, more than you do. Now be quiet.”
When Baek Hyeon spoke in that cold, cutting tone, the old physician flinched.
At this moment, Baek Hyeon was focused entirely on saving this patient—he had no patience for a charlatan bent on administering nonsensical remedies.
“Then how might we treat this child? Little Daoist, please—tell us what must be done!”
“First, we must address the Yin energy within his body. The weakness in his heart stems from the Cold Energy lodged inside. To accomplish this, I will need several Medicinal Ingredients. Can you provide them?”
“Of course—simply name them. Steward!”
Wang Ho called urgently to the steward waiting outside.
Baek Hyeon urgently asked the steward for writing materials and slowly jotted down the ingredients.
“I’ll be using two types of medicine. First, please obtain cinnamon twig, salvia root, honey-fried licorice, and white peony root. These are for preparing Cinnamon Twig and Peony Decoction to treat Cold Damage Syndrome and abdominal pain.”
“……!”
“And I’ll also prepare the Great Five Supplementing Pill using goji berry, ophiopogon, poria spirit, and ginseng. The Great Five Supplementing Pill is effective in treating Heart Deficiency Syndrome, so it should help considerably.”
He finished writing down all the necessary ingredients and handed the list to the steward.
The steward exchanged a glance with Wang Ho before hurrying out to gather the materials.
“Since this illness stems from an inborn constitution, a single dose of medicine won’t cure it. Therefore, consistent management will be necessary. I’ll visit periodically to assess his condition and prescribe treatment accordingly.”
“…….”
When Baek Hyeon finished speaking, all three people present fell silent.
Wang Ho and the elderly physician, who had been glaring at him with expressions of utter bewilderment from the start, now stared at him with hollow, dazed eyes.
But Baek Hyeon paid them no mind. He retrieved the needles he’d brought, which he’d carefully sterilized.
Seeing this, Wang Ho started in alarm and asked.
“Young master, what are you about to do?!”
“Before the medicine is prepared, he appears to be in considerable pain, so I’ll take temporary measures. Inserting needles at the Heart Shu, Inner Gate, and Central Vessel points will bring him significantly greater relief.”
Baek Hyeon didn’t stop at words. He removed Wang Yu’s upper garment and, channeling his Internal Energy, inserted the needles.
“Ugh!”
Though Wang Yu initially cried out in pain, soon a cold breath poured from his lips—some of the cold energy trapped within him had been expelled.
At the same moment, a faint flush of color returned to his frozen cheeks.
“Ah……!”
Seeing this, Wang Ho wept.
Baek Hyeon, wiping away the sweat pouring from the exertion of using his Internal Energy, carefully laid the patient down.
“The emergency treatment is complete for now. We can discuss the rest outside.”
The group, following his suggestion, hastily left Wang Yu’s chamber.
The moment Wang Ho stepped outside, he bowed deeply to Baek Hyeon.
“Thank you so much, young master. I don’t know how to repay such a debt…….”
“Treatment has only just begun, so there’s no need for such words. And if you truly feel indebted, isn’t there more than enough opportunity to repay it?”
Baek Hyeon smiled gently at him and spoke.
“Guild Master, I ask only that you honor the Huashan Sect’s trust.”
That alone was all he desired.

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