The Physician of Traditional Medicine Returns from Murim - Chapter 74

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Chapter 74

“Ah, that’s the article!”

Hyeon Jumi shouted while looking at my monitor.

When I clicked to check it, as expected, the author was indeed Park Yeonggil.

“….”

Since there wasn’t much new content, I could check it while quickly scrolling down.

It was a story about feeling the limitations of modern medicine due to his mother’s illness, then meeting me and finding salvation.

‘…Was he that moved?’

Enough to write a contribution?

My face burned at the praise that was clearly overflowing even at a glance.

Of course, in the comments, people presumed to be doctors were cursing tremendously.

And people presumed to be oriental medicine doctors were getting high on how amazing herbal medicine was.

So that’s why my blog views have been rising well lately, it was because of Park Yeonggil.

I felt slightly sorry for only scolding him about contacting me by phone.

Well, that aside.

“What symptoms match with what medicinal ingredients isn’t necessarily a one-to-one match. If panic disorder could be cured that easily, why would doctors be needed?”

“Ahaha, that’s right!”

First, I had to deal with Hyeon Jumi who was right in front of me.

I lightly scolded her for arbitrarily brewing and taking Chijasitang.

As for other people who might read the article and follow suit… other oriental medicine doctors in the comments were giving advice enthusiastically, so it should be fine to leave them be.

“Since you came all the way to Busan, I’ll do my best to treat you. From now on, please don’t take medicine arbitrarily and follow my instructions well.”

“Yes! Thank you!”

The important thing was to properly treat the patient who came to see me.

I also turned off the internet, opened the chart, and started the consultation.

“How long has it been since you were diagnosed with panic disorder?”

“Two months!”

“Did you go to psychiatry right after the suffocating symptoms first appeared?”

“It was probably when it appeared for the second time. The first attack was about 2 weeks before that? I just let it pass then, but the second time it recurred in front of my mother, right? She made a fuss telling me to go to the hospital immediately.”

“And you were fine after taking the medication.”

“I had occasional attacks, but they calmed down quickly when I took the medicine. Everything was fine except for the moments when I had attacks. My usual condition got worse after taking diet pills.”

I quickly wrote down the details.

Symptoms occurred two and a half months ago, taking panic disorder medication from two months ago, and worsened after taking diet pills a week ago.

“What are the symptoms like? Do you only have difficulty breathing?”

“Suddenly I couldn’t breathe and my heart was pounding! It’s like a feeling of ‘I might die from this~?’ My vision shakes like this and I lose balance, but if I sit down and take some deep breaths, it gets better!”

Hyeon Jumi explained her symptoms with a bright smile.

“You didn’t have similar symptoms before two and a half months ago.”

“No, not at all. I have a bright personality so I don’t really get stressed. I don’t know why this happened this time!”

She pouted her lips and poked her cheeks with her fingers.

It was a gesture showing she really didn’t know, but it was an action with ingrained aegyo.

“Even if not necessarily difficulty breathing, didn’t you have symptoms like headaches when you felt bad, dizziness, insomnia, indigestion, diarrhea, etc.?”

“My digestion is always bad. Headaches appear when I’m a little tired!”

“Please lie down over here.”

I had Hyeon Jumi lie down on the bed and then held her wrist.

I examined her condition while doing pulse diagnosis and abdominal examination simultaneously.

As expected, her pulse was very unstable, and her abdomen was also seriously hard. Of course, not because her muscles were developed, but because the induration was severe.

“Your digestive system isn’t moving at all. You didn’t get indigestion recently, did you?”

“Ah, I’m always a little bloated! I often get indigestion too.”

“How often approximately?”

“Getting indigestion? About… five times a week?”

This is really crazy.

With this body condition, she said she was usually fine because she was bright.

“I’ll palpate the center of your chest.”

I pressed the Danzhong acupoint located on the sternum between both nipples.

“Ack!”

Hyeon Jumi screamed.

“Why, why does it hurt so much? You pressed hard, right?”

“I just lightly touched it like this.”

I very lightly pressed her arm. It was really just a touch.

“I’ll touch it once more.”

When I touched more carefully, something like a thick pencil could be felt along the Conception Vessel.

“Ugh, aah! This is bad, right?”

“It’s both a treatment point and diagnostic point for Hwabyeong. It’s a very, extremely severe condition.”

“I have Hwabyeong?!”

Hyeon Jumi shook her head saying it was nonsense.

I had her sit up and then pressed firmly on her trapezius muscle.

“Aaaahhhhh!”

“Your body tension is also extremely severe.”

“Ugh, ahh…”

“In this condition, you probably have constipation too, and you hardly sweat at all. Your appetite and sleep are really okay?”

“Uh… I’m always managing my weight, so it’s good not to have an appetite, right? I do have constipation! And I don’t sweat either. Wow, how did you know?”

Hyeon Jumi still smiled brightly, looking amazed.

Where should I start explaining this?

I returned to my desk and took out a needle.

“Ms. Jumi.”

“Yes.”

“Ms. Hyeon Jumi, you think you don’t experience stress, but actually, it’s not that you don’t experience it.”

“Huh…?”

How could there be a person who experiences no stress and is just cheerful all the time?

“You deny it as if nothing happened, and avoid it by saying it’s no big deal. That way, difficult emotions might not come up consciously.”

“Yes.”

“But it all remains in your unconscious. What you’ve been avoiding and ignoring has accumulated and is now manifesting as physical symptoms. The tension here, the indigestion, the headaches, the breathing difficulties.”

“Ah…”

As I set a serious tone, Hyeon Jumi’s eyes wavered.

At first she was going to say no, but as she touched the spots I had identified as hwabyeong diagnostic points, she nodded.

No matter how you looked at it, being in this much pain was problematic. Plus, she was actually experiencing panic symptoms.

Her constantly beaming expression stiffened slightly.

“How could it not be hard? When you can see people in the world frantically tearing apart your appearance and personality.”

“Haha, it’s because I’m a celebrity. Having haters is natural.”

Hyeon Jumi forced a smile, but it was different from her picture-perfect smile from just moments before.

“Why is that natural? When you get cursed at, it’s natural to get angry, to want to ask those keyboard warriors how great they think they are, to want to beat them up thoroughly.”

“Ahaha.”

“Or it might be a natural reaction to feel angry while also shrinking back, right? Feeling wronged about why they hate you so much, getting sad some days, worrying whether you can do well, worrying about the future.”

“…”

“When you suddenly can’t breathe, how can you stay calm? It’s natural to be scared.”

“Ah.”

“That’s not strange at all.”

Hyeon Jumi blinked several times.

Her picture-perfect, distinct features trembled and became disheveled.

Finally, a single tear streamed down from Hyeon Jumi’s eyes.

“Sniff…”

But she didn’t burst into tears.

She quickly opened her eyes wide and turned her head at an angle.

Was it a habit from acting? Or did she not want to show an ugly side?

“If you suddenly accept your emotions, it will be harder than before.”

I didn’t immediately force her to express her emotions. Instead, I handed her tissues and patted her shoulder.

“Take deep breaths slowly.”

“…Yes, whoo…”

Hyeon Jumi stabilized her breathing as I instructed.

Her tears had already stopped, and the surging pain gradually subsided.

“Are you feeling a bit better now?”

“Yes. Phew, I’m sorry. You must have been startled when I suddenly cried?”

She soon smiled again.

What would I have to be startled about? Hyeon Jumi, who had suddenly faced her own emotions, must have been much more surprised.

“You’re right, Clinic Director. I didn’t realize it myself, but you saw right through everything. I… was actually having a hard time, I guess.”

I nodded.

You’ve had a very hard time, you’ve endured well – I offered a few words of comfort.

Even at those obvious words, she occasionally shrugged her shoulders.

“Your body is overloaded to the extent that your mind has turned away. Think of it like a computer running tons of games – no, programs – that it can’t handle.”

“Like it’s about to crash?”

“Exactly. Actually, it’s been sending signals continuously, but you ignored them, and now even breathing has become difficult.”

“Haha… I was wrong.”

It was different from just before when she was forcing herself to raise her energy.

Understanding my analogy, Hyeon Jumi calmly acknowledged her mistake.

“We’ll treat you in a direction that calms the overload, that is, the sympathetic nervous system hyperexcitation. We’ll cool down your overly tense body.”

“Ah, yes.”

“But you can’t run new programs on top of this, right? You need to practice dealing with emotions separately.”

“Practice dealing with emotions?”

“Psychological therapy. Proper defense mechanisms for dealing with stress need to be established so the additional load on your body can be released.”

“Ah.”

Hyeon Jumi’s eyes widened.

She said she had been recommended psychological therapy before.

“My mother mentioned it several times, and my agency has been saying they’d introduce me to someone for years. I kept saying I was fine… If I had been careful from then, would it not have gotten this bad?”

“It might not have.”

“Ugh, really. I was so foolish.”

Hyeon Jumi scratched her head in self-reproach.

“Accepting emotions as they are doesn’t mean being consumed by regret. You can just do what you can from now on.”

“That’s right. I should look into counseling right away when I get back to Seoul.”

I had obtained all the information needed for the herbal prescription and had convinced her of the necessity of psychological treatment.

Thinking that the consultation was completely finished, Hyeon Jumi tried to get up from her seat.

“Wait.”

“Oh, is there still more?”

Of course there is.

Medicine and counseling are important, but don’t I have an equally powerful weapon at my disposal?

“You need to go for acupuncture treatment. After getting acupuncture and drawing blood from your chest area, the immediate stuffiness should be relieved to some extent. You’ll sleep soundly tonight too.”

If I concentrate just a little and open my qi sense, I can clearly feel the tangled energy.

While medicine would also resolve it, there was no reason to delay something that could be solved immediately.

“Doctor, I’ll do the acupuncture treatment first.”

I notified the desk that I would switch the order with physical therapy, then had her lie down on the bed.

Normally I would have loosened the shoulder muscles first with physical therapy, but today was an exception.

“Will I feel better right away after getting acupuncture?”

Hyeon Jumi asked with sparkling eyes.

“The immediate stuffiness should improve.”

“Wow, I heard from Seseon Unni that your acupuncture skills are amazing too!”

From Park Seseun? Something about my acupuncture on diet patients that would have had a dramatic reaction… ah, there was something. Constipation.

I nodded my head.

“This is your first time receiving acupuncture, right?”

“Yes!”

And I confidently picked up the needle.

I performed oblique insertion into the Danzhong point, where the energy was tangled in complete chaos.

Whoooosh!

The refreshing energy carried by the needle pierced through Hyeon Jumi’s chest.

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