The Physician of Traditional Medicine Returns from Murim - Chapter 198

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Chapter 198

‘Ugh! How do I organize this?’

When I copied and pasted, the author nicknames, posting times, and phrases like ‘reply’ and ‘report’ were copied along with it.

If it were just dozens, I would delete them one by one, but having to repeat it hundreds of times made me feel frustrated before I even started.

“Is there any way to do this with some fancy computer technique?”

So I asked Seo Inae and Gong Nari, who were the most familiar with IT at our oriental medicine clinic.

It seemed like there might be a way if you were good with Excel?

“I’ll do it for 10,000 won per hour. Pay me in cash.”

…There was no one at our oriental medicine clinic who knew such methods.

With Seo Inae’s help, I was able to proceed with shipping safely.

As expected, someone who runs a Smart Store is different.

Her help was significant in all processes of ordering books, inspecting them, and completing shipping.

Although our external herbal pharmacy orders had become quite numerous, this was the first time we were sending out a four-digit quantity all at once.

‘Still, first round of sales completed without major issues!’

Worried that problems might arise, I kept checking my email and the community for several days.

But there were no posts pointing out content errors or mentioning defective copies.

Instead, detailed reviews were posted that were incomparable to the one or two line expectation comments people had written before.

[I’m a new graduate! Thanks to Director Hanyewon, I prescribed with confidence!]

For instance, when I see my name in a title like this, I can’t help but click on it.

It was a story about prescribing Yukgunja-tang to an elderly patient after reading my book, when they had been hesitating whether to recommend the medicine or not.

They had been constantly worried about what to do if the medicine wasn’t effective enough for its price, but when the patient was so grateful, they reflected on their hesitation up until now.

“Oh, it was worth the effort to publish the book.”

Other reactions were generally good as well.

[I’m a 20-year veteran director. After seeing Director Hanyewon’s PICK…]

I was a bit nervous about posts like this.

But it was a story about how they started reading it lightly as a review concept, but learned a lot because I understood the properties of each herb so accurately.

Of course, where do you think I learned it from.

[There’s a reason why Seongsuhaneui Clinic is hot]

[I’m thinking of trying Seongsuhaneui Clinic’s external herbal pharmacy too]

[Everyone’s only talking about Director Hanyewon these days…]

Of course, as the praise became excessively abundant.

[Isn’t Seongsuhaneui Clinic’s viral marketing too excessive these days]

There were people who became displeased as well.

But well, that’s something that naturally follows whenever you’re doing well.

Anyway, there were no particular problems for about a week.

I could safely proceed with a second printing.

Since good reviews were flooding in, inquiries were piling up asking when additional orders would be accepted from those who missed the purchase period.

‘I can’t do it like this time!’

This time I managed to get by somehow with Seo Inae’s help, but I couldn’t do it twice.

Fortunately, a small publishing house that publishes traditional Korean medicine books contacted me first, so I decided to publish the second printing through them.

People who hadn’t been able to purchase yet were delighted by my announcement that regular sales would begin within three months at the latest.

[Could you also give lectures??]

[It would be great if you opened online courses]

…But this, I thought it was just trolling posts.

Somehow they caught my eye frequently.

It wasn’t all written by one person either.

‘They really want me to give lectures? Me?’

Of course, there are Korean medicine doctors who give lectures almost as a side job.

But is my treatment method special enough to warrant giving lectures?

I’m confident that I use medicine better than average.

But everything I can explain and convey is already contained in the book…

Is my verbal delivery much superior to writing? That’s not the case either.

For acupuncture too, I place needles in similar locations to where other Korean medicine doctors place them.

The reason the effects come out well is… I can’t teach the energy circulation method through lectures!

So I was roughly pretending not to see and passing it by.

[I sent you an email regarding a special lecture request, please check it.]

A message came from Professor Lee Minseok.

‘…?’

Special lecture? What special lecture?

I opened the email first.

The content was exactly as summarized in the text message.

It was a request to give a one-hour special lecture about clinical practice in private practice.

‘Come to think of it, there were often special lectures like this when I was in school.’

There were events organized by the school itself.

Professors would sometimes allocate part of their lecture hours to bring in external speakers.

Sometimes they would assign part of their course content to them, and other times there would be lectures with separate topics like what Professor Lee Minseok had requested this time.

‘I do owe Professor Lee Minseok a few favors.’

I had pretended not to see the requests shouted into the internet, essentially into thin air.

But I had to respond to emails from professors I was close with.

‘A special lecture at my alma mater should be fine, right?’

Besides, hadn’t this professor agreed to take care of the doctor coming from Italy starting next year?

Of course, gaining a graduate student was good for him too, but he had shown considerable consideration by letting them observe his classes and treatments alongside research.

It would be reasonable to grant this much of a request…

– Why are you overthinking it? Just do it! The students would find it interesting even if you just spent an hour talking about how you became friends with Melon Soda Horizon, right?

When I consulted with Hwangseoyeong, whom I was planning to meet when I went up to Seoul this time.

She just pushed me forward, telling me to close my eyes and go for it.

‘Well, it’s just once. I guess I can do this much casually.’

I should do it this one time.

I sent an email to the professor saying I would accept the request.

Since I was planning to go to Seoul soon anyway to meet that doctor, it would be fine to drop by the school and give a brief special lecture at the same time.

Fortunately, Professor Lee Minseok considerately scheduled the special lecture around my availability.

He set the lecture date to coincide with when the doctor would arrive in Korea. In the meantime, I prepared a simple PPT and script.

‘This would be right before final exams… The students probably wouldn’t want to hear a difficult lecture either, right?’

After much deliberation, I entered the title I had decided on.

* * *

A few days later.

If Hwang Sanghun had been there, I would have leisurely taken two days off, but trying to handle all my business in just one Thursday, my usual day off, was quite tight.

As soon as I arrived in Seoul, I met with the doctor who had arrived from Italy first.

Coming all the way to Korea where he didn’t know a single person, I had to go pick him up!

“Hello, I’m Alessandro Lucarelli. Please call me Sandro.”

A man with orange curly hair, some freckles, and glasses.

Perhaps because he had no clinical experience yet, or because he was wearing a checkered shirt instead of a lab coat.

He looked more like a model student than a doctor.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Hanyewon. I heard a lot about you from Mr. Ricci.”

“I heard a lot about you too. Thank you for coming all the way to the airport.”

His Korean was also very fluent.

Of course, he would need language skills to attend lectures conducted in Korean, but I hadn’t expected him to come this well-prepared from overseas.

“Since you came through my introduction, I should naturally help you as much as possible. If your advisor ever gives you trouble, contact me anytime.”

“Haha, thank you. The professor seems like a good person. I asked him many small questions about admission even after the interview, and he answered all of them kindly.”

Hmm, I suppose that would be the case?

Since he’s looking for a slave, he has to treat him well until he brands him… no, until admission is certain, so nothing goes wrong.

When I gave a light warning that it would be good not to let his guard down, Sandro laughed as if he had heard an amusing joke.

“How did you become interested in Korean medicine?”

When I asked in the taxi heading to school, Sandro scratched his head.

“Ah, I once saw a documentary about acupuncture anesthesia. At that time, I only thought it could be used as a supplementary means, but after seeing patients recover from acupuncture treatment at the earthquake site… It felt like finding a new light? A breakthrough? No, like I found my path.”

“Right. You said you participated in the earthquake PTSD paper.”

“Yes. After that, I studied various things within my reach and visited Korean medicine doctors and Chinese medicine doctors in Italy. Thanks to that, my mother’s knee got better, and my skin condition improved tremendously too.”

“Ah.”

So he received skin treatment?

Even now he had freckles, and looking closely, I could see scars that seemed to have pigmentation like age spots.

Noticing my gaze, Sandro smiled and touched his cheek.

“I’m very sensitive to ultraviolet rays. In my teens, it was terribly awful beyond words.”

“You must have suffered a lot.”

“I was lucky. It improved this much, and I got the opportunity to come to Korea to study directly. I have to study hard and treat patients in my country.”

It was tremendous enthusiasm, eyes that even conveyed a sense of mission.

I had vaguely thought of him as someone similar to Mr. Ricci.

Unlike the chairman who had broad interests in Eastern culture, philosophy, art, etc., he was very serious as a doctor.

“We’ve arrived. This is the school.”

This was already the second time coming to school after graduation, but for some reason, I felt strange every time.

“Welcome!”

Professor Lee Minseok ran out to the parking lot to welcome Sandro and me.

“…?”

Why does he look so happy?

I hadn’t known this person for very long, but this was the happiest I had ever seen him.

It must be because Sandro, who looks very diligent, was joining as a graduate student.

Come to think of it, he had been constantly looking for opportunities to make me his graduate student (slave), so I felt a bit uncomfortable, as if I had brought him a replacement instead.

“Thank you for coming.”

It’s not like there’s anything to be grateful for… Huh?

I thought he was talking to Sandro, but Professor Lee Minseok suddenly started thanking me.

“Excuse me?”

“I bragged a lot to the students about being close with Teacher Hanyewon, so I would have been embarrassed if you hadn’t come.”

“…?”

“There are quite a lot of students who want to see Teacher Hanyewon.”

What on earth did he tell them?

So this wasn’t just inviting me to fill in for one lecture?

I wanted to ask more, but since the schedule was packed so tightly, there wasn’t much time.

I was soon guided to the auditorium.

“Why isn’t this the 4th-year classroom? Didn’t you say this was a clinical special lecture before the national exam?”

“I said lower-year students could also attend if they wanted to, and quite a few applied.”

What?

Really? They really wanted to?

A special lecture right before finals, where exam questions wouldn’t even come from.

I thought students would just doze off moderately or study for their exams.

It’s not even mandatory, but they changed the classroom because of lower-year applicants?

Professor Lee Minseok! What on earth did you tell them…!

“Wow, as expected of the Clinic Director of Seongsoo Oriental Medicine Clinic.”

Sandro, who knew nothing, smiled brightly.

After Lee Minseok helped connect the USB I brought, the two of them moved to the back seats.

And I stepped up to the podium of the large lecture hall where hundreds of people had gathered.

…The students’ eyes were very bright and eager.

‘This is trouble. I should have prepared something proper and impressive!’

But it was already too late.

In a situation where a surprisingly large number of gazes were focused on me.

[You Can Go Too, Billboard! ~The Beginning of the Seongsoo Oriental Medicine Clinic Legend~]

I opened my comedy PowerPoint.

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