The Physician of Traditional Medicine Returns from Murim - Chapter 293

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Chapter 293

Kawasaki Yumi entered Narita Airport with an extremely excited heart.

When she left the country, it was with the light-hearted intention of just doing some sightseeing, but who would have thought she’d return having gained inspiration for a new work.

It had truly been a long, long slump.

It had already been ten years since she finished “The Silver Mage.”

During that time, Kawasaki had barely managed to publish a few single volumes, unable to come up with any story worth serializing as a long work.

Those who didn’t know her situation would say she’d earned enough to just relax and enjoy life, but she wanted to continue creating.

Had she pushed her abilities to the limit while writing “The Silver Mage” and completely exhausted all her inner stories?

She had long suffered from the strange situation where her creative desire felt like it would burst out, yet her stories were completely empty.

– You’re saying we should hold an art exhibition overseas?

– Yes, sensei! We received a proposal from South Korea, and it looks like a very good opportunity. Please check your email!

Then came the art exhibition proposal.

Though there was no reason to refuse, Kawasaki somehow felt uncomfortable.

After being stuck in the same place for over ten years, she was afraid to face the work that had created her shining golden age.

So Kawasaki accepted.

She didn’t want to run away.

Moreover, she even decided to personally visit an exhibition that had absolutely no need for the author’s presence.

She wanted to face her past glory head-on and regain her courage.

‘To be a bit more honest, I did have a very small hope that meeting overseas fans might be somehow different.’

The art exhibition was incomparably more beautiful than what she’d seen on paper in the proposal.

The gallery’s CEO who had proposed this welcomed her very warmly.

When they suggested holding a guerrilla signing event and gathered visitors, everyone coming out of the art exhibition lined up to get Kawasaki’s autograph.

She signed until her arm felt like it would fall off.

Though this wasn’t her first signing event, her heart felt moved.

The fact that she was still loved and anticipated as a manga artist filled her with joy.

“Ugh…!”

And soon she despaired.

She had done a lot of signing after not using her wrist for a while.

But could that really cause her wrist to hurt this much?

There was no way she could draw for hours each day with her joints in this condition.

She’d been drawing manga for decades since her teens, but had never experienced pain like this even once.

Could this pain be heaven’s revelation that she should quit drawing manga?

“Sensei, where does it hurt?”

After the guerrilla signing event ended, while having a meal with CEO Heo Sunnam, CEO Heo noticed Kawasaki’s condition.

The arm holding her chopsticks was trembling.

Perhaps it was because CEO Heo’s social skills were so good.

Without realizing it, Kawasaki found herself sharing her inner thoughts with CEO Heo, whom she’d just met today.

Her slump up until now. The sudden wrist pain that appeared today. And even her thoughts about whether it might be heaven’s will.

– Your arm hurts? Then I’ll introduce you to the world’s best doctor. Let’s go to Busan tomorrow.

– Busan? Right now?

– Oh wait, our director doesn’t have consultations on Sundays. Let’s go on Monday.

It had just been meaningless lamenting.

Instead of comforting Kawasaki, CEO Heo took her to Busan.

…Was she trying to give her a change of scenery combined with sightseeing?

Though she didn’t expect her wrist pain to heal immediately, she was grateful.

And there, Kawasaki.

Met her ‘protagonist.’

Flash-!

The Korean medicine doctor that CEO Heo had been bragging about.

The moment she inserted the needle, magic power—no, energy flowed in.

The energy that the director sent forth permeated Kawasaki’s body, creating a very strange sensation.

Acupuncture? That was acupuncture?

It was completely different from any acupuncture Kawasaki had experienced before.

– There’s no one else in our country who provides treatment like our director!

Though the director explained the differences between Japanese, Korean, and Chinese acupuncture… wasn’t that Director Hanyewon being modest?

She thought CEO Heo Sunnam’s words were closer to the truth.

There was no way she could have this kind of experience anywhere else.

– How is it? I was right, wasn’t I? It’s all better, right?

Right after the needles were removed, CEO Heo Sunnam asked Kawasaki triumphantly.

It was true.

The wrist pain had disappeared as if washed away.

– Kawasaki sensei?

The moment the director snapped her fingers in front of the dazed Kawasaki’s eyes.

The inspiration she had been searching for so long came crashing over her like a tsunami.

“Paper, pen…! Could I borrow some paper and a pen?”

Kawasaki hurriedly borrowed the tools and instantly began drawing.

She had to pour out this sensation quickly. Before she forgot it, before it disappeared.

– Sensei, is your back okay? I was trying not to disturb you, but if you keep drawing in that position, you’ll be in a lot of pain tomorrow. I’ll let you borrow the director’s desk since she’s off today.

When she came to her senses, an hour had already passed.

– Eh, one hour? I’m so sorry!

Kawasaki expressed countless thanks to Director Hanyewon.

Having nothing to give immediately, she signed one of her drawings and gifted it.

Unable to cause any more trouble, she promised to send her new work and left the Oriental Medicine Clinic.

– Thank you, really thank you!

– No, I only treated your wrist…

After asking CEO Heo Sunnam for understanding, all the sightseeing plans after treatment were canceled.

She drew frantically at the cafe.

– Author! Did you just get off the plane? I checked the storyboard!

As soon as she returned home and turned off airplane mode, her editor called.

The person who had consistently believed she could produce new work even during her long slump period and cheered her on.

“Yes. How is it? Isn’t the worldview too unusual?”

– It’s the best. You’ve captured your unique atmosphere extremely well. The protagonist’s ki flow technique effects are very flashy yet distinctive. The setting of using hidden weapons is good too, and I even teared up seeing the scene where she channels energy to cut off the power of a runaway engine. This will work. I knew you could do it!

The editor praised the storyboard Kawasaki sent tremendously.

Since this wasn’t someone who gave empty flattery, Kawasaki’s lips also curved up slightly.

“Right? Actually, I thought so too. I want to draw this protagonist’s story quickly.”

Her wrist felt light as if newly made.

Her mind was clearer than ever.

“Giant steam locomotives connect aerial cities to old cities, and there’s technology that forcibly carves ki circuits into swords…”

Kawasaki chattered away to her editor about the stories coming to mind as she rushed to her studio.

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It was truly fortunate that Kawasaki Yumi’s wrist healed.

If there had been no improvement, Grandmother Heo Sunnam would have been embarrassed.

That said, I hadn’t done anything particularly special in my treatment.

I diagnosed standardly and treated by channeling what I thought was the most appropriate ki for maximum effect.

“Hmmmm”

Was that too much?

No, I wasn’t excessive at all.

I only did what I should do as a Korean Medicine Doctor.

I examine anyone who comes the same way and provide treatment that induces appropriate ki acquisition.

After all the staff had left work, around the time Kawasaki Yumi probably arrived in Japan.

I muttered while looking at the drawing she had gifted.

“How did something like this come about.”

After finishing treatment, less than 5 minutes after saying inspiration had come, Kawasaki drew out a full-body female character.

A very dynamic pose throwing hidden weapons.

Very flashy energy extended from the flying weapons.

Cool.

Of course, when actually using hidden weapons, you minimize movement to kill presence, but manga needs exaggerated direction too.

Even with Silver Mage, from grimoires to spell magic circles, flashiness was one of Kawasaki Yumi’s greatest strengths.

“It must have been when the muse was coming, and I just happened to be in front of her, right?”

I decided to think of it that way for now.

[@Young Master Chungpung I got Kawasaki Yumi’s autograph haha She even drew a picture for me]

That aside, I had to do what needed to be done.

I uploaded a photo to the guild group chat and summoned Young Master Chungpung.

[?]

[??]

[????????????]

As if he was online, messages containing only question marks flooded in tremendously.

[What is this?? It’s not Silver Mage, right? I’ve seen all the sequels too?]

[It’s probably her next work. She said this time it’s an Eastern-style worldview.]

I briefly told them about what happened with Kawasaki today.

If I had gotten an autograph at the art exhibition, I would have quietly treasured it at home, but thanks to her coming as a patient, I could display even this drawing in a frame like this.

Going around and around, wasn’t this actually better?

Though it was unsettling that the drawing seemed to resemble someone no matter how I looked at it, anyway since a next work was coming out, good things are good things.

“Ah, forget it. It’s not like Kawasaki Yumi will go on variety shows like Melon Soda Horizon and talk about what inspired her songs every time.”

I left work proudly, thoroughly enjoying Jin Baram’s envy.

“Hm?”

When I got home, there were messages from two people.

One was from Hwangseoyeong.

[Yewon! Why didn’t you tell me when you came to Seoul!]

I really went and came back quietly, how did she know…?

Did Hwang Sanghun already tell his cousin? Were they that close?

[I felt bad about always asking to stay over, so I went as a day trip]

[Still, if you had called me, I would have picked you up at the airport or train station to at least see your face~ ㅠㅠ When will you come again?]

As soon as I sent my reply, a message flew back instantly.

[I can go anytime if I want to. Is there some good news?]

[Hahahaha]

[There is, isn’t there. What is it?]

[Robert finally opened his gelato shop! It’s really delicious? I’ll treat you when you come to Seoul!!!]

Ah.

She had been talking about opening a gelato shop for a while now.

So it finally opened. I wonder if he can recreate the taste we had in Rome?

[I’ll visit soon]

There will always be reasons to go anyway.

I finished up with Hwangseoyeong’s matter and checked the relatively more business-like messages.

[Hello, Director Han Yewon. I received your contact information from Director Jang Jungjae. Yesterday was too late, so I’m contacting you now during work hours. Thank you for readily giving me your contact information despite my unreasonable request when we don’t even know each other…]

This one was a somewhat burdensome long MMS.

It was sent by the person who was Jang Jungjae’s coworker who had requested consulting.

[Nice to meet you. Thank you for contacting me. May I call you?]

Come to think of it, I didn’t even ask about the clinic’s location.

Since Jang Jungjae said he had visited, it must be in the metropolitan area?

I should also show my face at the newly opened gelato shop… If things go well, I might be able to kill two birds with one stone.

‘Let me hear what they have to say first.’

I should listen to what the consultation fee is before deciding whether to go or not.

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