The Physician of Traditional Medicine Returns from Murim - Chapter 261
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Chapter 261
“What on earth happened here?”
A question anyone would naturally ask upon seeing this scene.
Prince Faisal walked straight over and asked me.
“Ah, I couldn’t see well because it was dark, but it seems like someone appeared, knocked all these guys down, and disappeared.”
I answered nonchalantly with the content I had prepared.
My alibi was perfect.
I had discovered the hotel was occupied while briefly going to the convenience store, and rushed here frantically thinking something might have happened to Seo Inae and Kim Chunsik.
There weren’t many personnel controlling the area, so I was looking inside from that window over there when suddenly the lights went out and the terrorists screamed as they collapsed.
“Do you expect me to believe… no, is that really what happened?”
“So the Clinic Director just found rope and tied them up?”
Faisal and the military officer he brought along asked suspiciously, but the more they doubted, the more shamelessly I answered.
“Yes. The people who were held hostage were all severely confused, so I came in to handle the situation.”
“That was a dangerous action!”
The soldier burst out angrily.
I would have warned any civilian asking if they were in their right mind for such behavior, so I obediently admitted my recklessness.
“Was there a gunfight? Didn’t anyone see who knocked these guys down?”
I played completely innocent.
The soldiers questioned various hotel guests about what had happened.
“It was too dark…”
Fortunately, the lighting was easy to destroy.
Regarding the gunshots, they tried their best to recall, but since the situation had unfolded so chaotically, no one could give accurate answers.
“We couldn’t see anything from over here.”
“We were tied up, so… sorry.”
The hotel staff and security team were the same.
And… David Lawson, who seemed to be the only one who knew the truth.
“…”
He maintained silence with an extremely solemn expression.
Faisal and the soldiers he brought were reasonably convinced by my words and began a full-scale search.
“I’m so relieved everyone is safe.”
“I thought it was fortunate that at least the Clinic Director was outside… I’m glad it was resolved quickly.”
“You must have been very frightened.”
I patted the back of Seo Inae, who was barely holding herself together.
“Phew, I’m sorry for suggesting we come here.”
“Oh my, I was perfectly fine. You professors must have been much more scared.”
“We were… no, that’s not right. I really thought we’d never set foot on Korean soil again.”
“It ended so quickly it doesn’t feel real. If I hadn’t retired yet, I would have bragged about this to my students for years.”
I comforted Shin Yubin and Kim Chunsik, who somehow maintained their professorial dignity and even made jokes.
“Sob, sniff, those people, waaah!”
“It’s okay. It’s okay now.”
“They said my going to the United States, the West…”
“Forget about it. You didn’t hear anything.”
Unlike the others who cared about appearances even while confused and frightened, Hasha cried her heart out.
Her brother was greatly relieved to confirm she was safe, but he had too much work to do.
Seo Inae and I held her hands from both sides and earnestly comforted her.
“Is there a doctor here?”
“What’s wrong?!”
Doctor Kol came out then.
“My arm got dislocated while being subdued by those bastards…”
Crack!
I reset the security staff member’s dislocation.
“Please let me know if anyone else is injured.”
“It’s not seriously painful, but I think I twisted my pelvis when I was pushed and fell. It doesn’t seem broken though…”
“There are no emergency patients, right? Then, me too. My back hurts from being beaten…”
“Please look at our daughter too!”
I diagnosed fractures and treated sprains as well.
“Waaaah! Huaaah! Waaaah!”
“You were very scared. It’s okay now, shh. Don’t cry. Mommy will make you cake when we get home.”
“May I hold her hand for a moment?”
I held the hand of a child who was severely frightened and couldn’t stop crying, flowing energy to help her sleep.
“Ah… thank you!”
“If this continues tomorrow or the day after, please contact me. I’ll prescribe something separately.”
“Thank you, really thank you. Doctor… Han.”
While I fulfilled my duties as a physician.
The soldiers did their job thoroughly.
They searched every nook and cranny to see if there were any terrorists they had missed who might be hiding.
They turned the hotel upside down, claiming to check for any planted bombs.
And only after confirming the identities of all guests and hotel staff were we allowed to go home.
For those who wanted to go elsewhere, they would arrange new hotels, and there were also explanations that additional investigations, compensation processing, and medical support would be provided later.
‘Phew, it was resolved safely.’
I’m glad it was handled well without major damage.
Somehow it seems like my acting skills have improved a lot while living in Korea?
I promoted the Royal Hospital’s Korean medicine department to the patients I treated, telling them to definitely try it, then returned to the royal palace.
* * *
The CCTV cameras weren’t left intact – the terrorists had destroyed them.
The footage the terrorists were recording with the intention of broadcasting the hostage situation completely failed to capture the important parts, as the camera tumbled to the floor as soon as the lights went out.
Through intensive interrogation of the terrorists, they managed to outline the masterminds behind it, but who had subdued them remained a complete mystery.
Faisal was lost in thought.
‘The witnesses’ testimonies were generally consistent.’
Suddenly the lights went out and those guys started screaming.
There were several gunshots, and at some point there were banging sounds.
They were so scared they kept their eyes tightly shut, and when they came to their senses, Director Han Yewon was tying up the terrorists.
“Didn’t Director Han Yewon do something? Rather than someone deliberately coming in to disarm them after seeing the situation in the darkness, that seems more plausible.”
Faisal raised suspicions, but.
“This isn’t a Hollywood action movie – it’s absolutely impossible. Even assuming Director Han Yewon was a specially trained agent at the level of a human weapon, at minimum, really at minimum, it would require a team of four or more people working together to make sense.”
“But there are no other traces!”
“…That is what’s puzzling.”
The military experts all unanimously said it made no sense.
It was absolutely impossible for a civilian to charge in barehanded and subdue multiple armed terrorists.
Faisal secretly investigated Director Han Yewon’s background as well.
But it was completely clean.
Except for brief trips to China once and Europe once, there were no departure records at all.
In South Korea, she had lived as a typical model student for about 30 years.
“Could there have been a group of CIA agents among the hostages who came traveling while hiding their identities?”
David Lawson suggested the CIA involvement theory.
Of course, Faisal had considered that thought too.
He even made formal inquiries to the United States through his lord.
Asking if they had obtained information related to terrorist organizations and dispatched agents.
The US Embassy answered firmly.
There was no information they had obtained without sharing, no soldiers who happened to be traveling, and they had never dispatched agents to monitor the Saudi government.
“Ha! Those Americans must be hiding something because they’re feeling guilty.”
Most people reacted this way.
Because that seemed much more plausible than a single doctor with no military training subduing a group of terrorists.
Faisal also knew it didn’t make sense.
He really knew that.
– Ah, you’re here now?
The image of Director Han Yewon waving her hand as if she had been waiting.
That was definitely the composure that only the strong could display.
“So these are those guns.”
Faisal looked down at the nine rifles.
AK-47s commonly used by terrorists.
While some weapons were completely shattered to pieces including their parts, there were also items that were relatively intact, broken into just two or three pieces.
Faisal picked up the gun that retained the most shape among the analyzed scrap metal.
“…”
There was a small hole in the gun.
Was this hole there originally?
Had the terrorists tried to drive a nail as thin as thread into it? Who could have made such a hole, and when?
Faisal absentmindedly tried fitting an acupuncture needle he had brought separately from the Royal Hospital into the hole.
“…I really had an absurd imagination.”
Naturally, it didn’t fit.
The hole was much thicker than a medical needle, and the depth was also deeper.
Thinking he had really had a pointless imagination, Faisal let out a sigh.
* * *
For two days after the incident, our group suspended sightseeing and stayed at the royal palace.
Since everyone except me was quite shocked, they didn’t seem to have much desire to walk around downtown.
Anyway, since I had already seen all the places I was curious about before the forum, I could leisurely see patients without any particular regrets.
Where did patients naturally appear from again, you ask?
“Director, I heard you went through something terrible! Are you alright?”
“Ah, I wasn’t directly threatened, and it was resolved quickly that day.”
Since Park Seon-yun came running in shock.
“More importantly, please let me know if there are any patients around.”
I did give a slight hint.
Unlike me who was resting at the royal palace, Park Seon-yun was going around meeting various business contacts and had quite a lot of contact with people.
“The person I met with yesterday suddenly developed benign paroxysmal positional vertigo…”
“Bring them over right away!”
I saw several patients like that.
I also kept in contact with the prince who came for skin condition consultation, monitoring his progress.
Oh, I also took a look at some ailments the royal attendants and bodyguards had.
“I’m scheduled to return to the United States tomorrow as planned. Thank you for everything.”
“Yes, you’ve worked hard. There’s nothing particularly to thank me for…?”
In the middle of all this, David Lawson stopped by to conduct what seemed like a leading interrogation.
Of course, I played completely dumb.
He handed me his business card, saying he was disappointed he couldn’t talk more.
He also mentioned wanting to arrange another meeting if the opportunity arose, including Professor Shin Yubeen who hurriedly returned to South Korea right after the incident, and Professor Kim Chunsik who was resting.
“Thank you so much.”
David Lawson had an extremely solemn expression.
“No, what on earth…”
“I will keep this secret until the day I die. …Regardless of which country you’re dedicating yourself to, the fact that you’re my life’s savior will never change. I sincerely thank you.”
No.
I’m really not an agent.
Americans always let their thoughts flow in that direction. Is it because of Hollywood movies!
“Yes. Um, for world health? Keep up the good work. Fighting.”
But I couldn’t tell him the truth either.
Since he said he wouldn’t go around blabbing about his assumptions somewhere.
We exchanged meaningful smiles and shook hands.
Like a cross between those who protect world peace from the realms of light and darkness! It was somewhat embarrassing.
…Anyway, finally.
David Lawson returned to the United States.
“I’m sorry for taking up your precious time. Since you said it was okay to contact you, I shamelessly came to visit.”
“I left my contact information telling you to call anytime. The child must have been very frightened?”
“Yes… Since that day, she keeps waking up from sleep and crying. Could it be post-traumatic stress disorder? Right after you held her hand that day, she was fine…”
As a clinic physician, I was ready.
It was time to heal the wounds left by the terror.
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