The Physician of Traditional Medicine Returns from Murim - Chapter 35

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Chapter 35

“What is this?”

Kim Jinsang opened his eyes drowsily and looked at the syringe containing a small amount of medication.

The three students also gathered around with curiosity.

“It’s bee venom acupuncture. It’s an herbal injection made by purifying and diluting bee venom, and it’s extremely helpful for pain control and immune system activation. As you know, the current pain is caused by the shingles virus invading the nerves. Not only does it relieve pain, but it also has antiviral effects, making it the most suitable treatment.”

“What about the test?”

“Since it’s originally a poison, some people have severe allergies to it. It can cause side effects ranging from mild itching to dangerous anaphylaxis, and in the latter case, though the probability is low, it can be life-threatening, so testing with a small amount is absolutely necessary.”

“Ah… Yes, poison or whatever, please do it. I want to tear off my arm and throw it away.”

I injected a small amount of 0.1cc into Kim Jinsang’s arm.

The effect is very good, but I don’t use bee venom acupuncture often unless it’s absolutely necessary like with Kim Jinsang.

…In contrast, whenever someone from the Tang Family came, Master would take out bee venom regardless of severity. In a world without epinephrine to raise blood pressure that drops rapidly from anaphylaxis, he would freely inject unpurified bee venom, which initially terrified me.

– There’s no child in our family who can’t control such a trivial poison.

Indeed, he was the ancestor of poison manipulation.

“It seems fine. It’s not particularly itchy.”

“Reactions sometimes appear a bit late, so let’s wait about 10 minutes. You can lie down on the bed and wait if you’d like.”

“Ah, then may I do some physical therapy for my back? After driving for so long, here and there…”

“Please do.”

Kim Jinsang bowed once more and got up from his seat.

He also awkwardly nodded to the three students standing in a line by the door.

“Goodbye~ Oh, we’ll see you in a bit?”

“Yeah.”

After he left, the three remained.

Having caused an incident that wasn’t quite an incident, they politely clasped their hands and watched my expression.

“Hehe…”

Good grief! They’re not 3rd grade elementary students but 3rd year high school students! In that other world, they’d be old enough to have had two children already!

Well, that’s only for commoners; in martial arts families, even those nearing forty are treated like late-blooming children.

“Were you very worried?”

“We’re sorry. We heard that man caused trouble before, so just in case.”

“What were you going to do? There’s not much time left until the competition, and it would be terrible if an incident occurred.”

“Still, it’s better than the Clinic Director getting hurt!”

Their hearts were truly grateful.

Though even if I fought with Kim Jinsang, the possibility of him even grazing my hair wouldn’t even be 0.1%.

“Just in case, whenever that patient comes in the future…”

“Now, now, the doctor is stronger than she looks, you know? Don’t worry about such things and let’s go get treatment! We need to finish quickly so Lee Jini can go train, and Inseong and Juyeon can go study!”

“Ugh.”

“Yes.”

“…”

Kim Ijin still looked very worried, but she closed her mouth at the mention of training. With the athletic competition not far away, shouldn’t she hurry off to train?

I sent them to the treatment room and quickly administered acupuncture to each one.

Kim Ijin always had set locations for her needles, and fortunately Jeong Inseong had no additional pimples on his face to extract today.

As I checked Min Juyeon’s pulse and inserted needles in several spots, the 10 minutes I had mentioned to Kim Jinsang quickly passed.

“Now, let’s begin.”

“Yes.”

Kim Jinsang was slightly flustered by my solemn tone.

“It’ll hurt a little.”

“What?”

I administered 0.1cc to the outer upper arm where Kim Jinsang complained of the most pain.

“Ah…”

Up to that point, he only groaned slightly from the procedural pain.

“Ugh!”

“Uah!”

“Aaaaah!”

Front and back of the shoulder. Chest. Back. Inner upper arm. Forearm. As I injected 0.1cc of bee venom acupuncture into every location where blisters appeared, screams burst out.

“Uaaaaaaaah!”

Finally, Kim Jinsang let out a scream.

“The doctor really seems strong, doesn’t she? If she stabbed that man with a poison needle, he’d be done for immediately.”

“Right~ Lee Jini, you don’t need to worry because the doctor is the one holding the needle!”

I could hear Jeong Inseong and Min Juyeon whispering quietly.

“…That’s true.”

That’s right, that’s right. Feel at ease and let athlete Kim Ijin focus on her training!

Kim Jinsang, who had writhed in pain and screamed, was amazed after the treatment ended, saying his arm felt much more comfortable.

In fact, he said he could only make time right before deadlines without taking vacation days, and asked if from next time he could skip other treatments and just get bee venom acupuncture.

“Sure. I can see you briefly after the staff leaves, so just come before I lock the doors.”

If you speak like that without causing a scene like when you first came, I’ll accommodate you!

Kim Jinsang repeatedly expressed his gratitude and left the Traditional Korean Medicine Clinic, followed by the three students who departed for their respective schools and homes.

It was fun with all the kids bustling around, but it was truly a hectic time.

* * *

The National Sports Festival, shortened to National Championships, has each metropolitan city and province first hold regional preliminaries, then one team from each region competes as representatives.

In Busan’s case, since schools with girls’ basketball teams can be counted on one hand, Jungun High School, which had been a prestigious girls’ basketball school from long ago, became Busan’s representative without any surprises.

On the day of the competition.

The entire Jungun High School basketball team boarded a chartered bus early in the morning and headed to the arena together.

It’s held rotating through cities across the nation each year, and fortunately this year it was being held in their home ground of Busan.

“Captain~ How’s your condition today?”

Chaerira, the second-year vice-captain who had taken care of the team while Kim Ijin was injured and resting from training, asked.

“Absolutely perfect.”

“Hehe, me too. Don’t you think the goddess of victory is watching over us this time?”

She was grabbing each team member one by one and injecting them with positive energy today as well.

If Kim Ijin, the power forward (PF), led scoring based on her excellent physical conditions and outstanding jumping ability, shooting accuracy and other individual skills, then Chaerira was the point guard (PG) who acted as the commander leading the game and passing to Kim Ijin.

“That’s right.”

“Let’s definitely win the championship! Fighting!”

Chaerira’s role in uniting the team was excellent even outside the court, so she became vice-captain by unanimous agreement from everyone from first to third years, as well as the director and coach.

“Ugh, but why does our first game have to be against Hwayeong High School.”

But there’s always someone who throws a stone into a good atmosphere.

“You know our captain has been on fire lately! Someone like Myeong Seonju is no match!”

“…That’s true.”

“Lee Jin senior! This time let’s definitely crush Hwayeong High School.”

Ulsan Hwayeong High School.

It was a so-called rival school that had consistently competed as Ulsan’s representative in national tournaments and clashed with Jungun High School throughout Kim Ijin’s high school years.

Actually, when Kim Ijin was a first-year, calling them rivals was meaningless. Hwayeong High School was a strong team with a long history, while Jungun High School was a place that failed in preliminaries one out of every three times.

But last year.

Chaerira secured a starting position by playing in a way that maximized Kim Ijin’s abilities, and Kang Chulkyu, the newly appointed coach, led high-intensity training, causing Jungun High School to suddenly emerge as a championship contender.

“Whether we meet in preliminaries or finals, nothing will be different. We always give our best.”

The team that prevented their championship in the finals during last year’s National Championships was Ulsan Hwayeong High School.

Jungun High School gritted their teeth and prepared for revenge, but in the summer championships they lost ridiculously due to Kim Ijin’s injury.

This National Championships was Kim Ijin’s last chance to beat Hwayeong High School as part of the Jungun High School basketball team.

“Lee Jini, Chaeri. Hello?”

Sure enough.

As soon as they got off the bus, Myeong Seonju, Hwayeong High School’s captain, approached them twirling her hair as if she had been waiting.

“Hello.”

“It’s been a while!”

Kim Ijin calmly returned the greeting, and Chaerira crossed her arms with a sour expression.

Though she didn’t openly show her dislike like Chaerira did, Kim Ijin had actually always thought Myeong Seonju was annoying.

First of all, wasn’t she bothersome? With a similar height to Kim Ijin, she played the center (C) position and had consistently marked Kim Ijin in every game.

Including practice games since her first year, she had played quite a few games against Hwayeong High School, but whenever she met Kim Ijin, she would block the front and be difficult to deal with.

“What to do, facing a championship contender team from the first game. We won’t even get a medal this time?”

“…We’ll see who has the bad luck.”

Myeong Seonju immediately picked a fight, but Kim Ijin wasn’t bothered at all.

Honestly, she didn’t feel like she would lose at all.

“Your knee is all better, right? This time I want to face you properly without excuses~”

Since recovering from that damn injury, her condition had been sky-high lately.

The coach said it wouldn’t be strange if she played for a professional team’s first string right now, and she felt it herself. In practice games, opponents felt like they were moving in slow motion, and even herself in videos from just a few months ago looked strange.

“I’ll definitely meet your expectations.”

Chaerira answered with her competitive spirit blazing.

Sparks flew between the two, but Kim Ijin absorbed their fighting spirit and went her own way.

Player waiting room.

The moment she finished changing into her uniform, her phone vibrated.

[I’ve arrived at the cheering section! I don’t know if you’ll check your phone. Just do what you always do and you’ll do well. Fighting!]

It was a text from Teacher Hanyewon, who had gladly given her personal phone number to her anxious request.

‘I have to do well.’

Since she even came to cheer, I have to show her something cool.

Seeing Myeong Seonju’s face had actually stirred up her fighting spirit that had calmed down.

Winning was obvious.

It seemed like she could play very enjoyably.

* * *

I closed the Traditional Korean Medicine Clinic a bit early on Friday and attended the National Sports Festival opening ceremony with Seo Inae.

Seo Inae was very happy saying some famous singer was appearing and followed me, but she didn’t want to skip her Saturday part-time job to come to the game.

“Go by yourself!”

The game allows entry without tickets, but I wonder if there won’t be many people.

I was slightly worried about sitting there awkwardly without knowing much about basketball or anyone there, but the cheering section was more bustling than I expected.

Since the game was held in Busan, first and second-year students had been mobilized as the cheering squad.

“Since there’s only a month left until the college entrance exam, there aren’t many third-years here.”

Among the few Jungwun High third-years present, there were two kids I knew.

They willingly chose to separate from their other classmates and cheer together with me.

“That’s right. Anyway, we’re lucky to be sitting in seats with a good view.”

The words ‘Aren’t you guys studying for the college entrance exam?’ came right to the tip of my tongue, but that would sound too much like an old fogey. Let me keep quiet.

“Waaaah!”

Both teams’ players entered.

I hadn’t noticed when she came to the clinic as a patient, but Kim Ijin looked very cool when viewed from the spectator seats. I could feel a sharp intensity different from when she entered during yesterday’s opening ceremony.

“Waaaah~!”

I also cheered loudly together with the students.

Kim Ijin looked around for a moment, found me, and smiled brightly.

Oh my, why is she doing this? Making my heart flutter.

Soon it was game time.

The game started with the referee’s whistle.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Swoooosh!

Right from the start, Kim Ijin got past all the opposing team’s players and scored a goal.

An unstoppable momentum like the Emperor Sword Form of the Namgung family.

“Kyaaaah! Let’s go, let’s go! Kim Ijin~!”

Min Juyeon excitedly screamed loudly beside me, and Jungwun High’s momentum soared to the sky.

I don’t know much about basketball, but I could tell it was amazing.

Even though it’s a sport about putting the ball in, the intensity was no less than a blood-splattering late-stage martial arts tournament.

“Ijin is doing so well, right? Wow, really. Our ace is the best! She’s my bestie~!”

Min Juyeon waved her panel back and forth while cheering countless times.

As she said, Kim Ijin’s combat power here was absolute. Even though the tall number 5 from the opposing team stuck close to Kim Ijin to guard her, he was no match for her one-on-one, so several players had to team up.

“Ijin is doing well, and who’s that number 1 friend? She’s completely dominating the court.”

“Number 1? Ah~ right. Second-year Chaerira! Ijin praised the vice-captain a lot.”

When the opposing team teamed up like that, Kim Ijin’s path was inevitably blocked.

But our number 1 friend intercepted the ball as if sharing telepathy with Kim Ijin and passed it back to Kim Ijin who had escaped the defense.

Peep~

The whistle sounded.

It hadn’t even been a few minutes, but the score was already 8 to 0.

“What’s that?”

“It’s a timeout. The coach can interrupt the flow like that and take a brief strategy time. I think it’s twice in the first half and three times in the second half? Both sides can use them.”

“Ah~”

I nodded at Jeong Inseong’s explanation. So there’s something like that too?

Each team gathered and whispered about something, then the game quickly resumed.

Perhaps they changed their strategy, as the opposing number 5 who had been sticking to Kim Ijin now stuck close to our number 1 to attempt marking.

When they did that, Kim Ijin’s passes to number 1 were intercepted several times, leading to the opponent’s scores.

Another timeout from our team followed.

Two of the three players excluding Kim Ijin and number 1 were substituted, and Kim Ijin passed the ball to them instead of number 1.

The game continued with strategies constantly changing like that.

“Let’s go, let’s go! Jungwun! Let’s go, let’s go! Kim Ijin~!”

Is this fun?

The heat of the game and cheering intensified, and Kim Ijin flew around shooting. It was enjoyable to watch as the score went up by 2 points at a time.

This time, our number 1 who was standing alone away from the basket caught the ball perfectly and…!

“Let’s go, let’s go! Chaerira~!”

I thought she would pass it to Kim Ijin this time too.

But she dribbled straight and charged toward the goal.

“Huh, huh?”

But the opposing number 5’s movement was a bit strange.

“Why… Uwaaah!”

Crash!

Thinking she would pass as usual, the opposing number 5 who rushed in to steal the ball collided violently with our number 1.

Perhaps due to the significant difference in build, or because the damage to the one who originally charged was less than the one who was hit.

Unlike the opposing number 5 who stood there dazed, our team’s number 1 was sent flying and fell down.

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