I Reincarnated as a Legendary Surgeon

Episode 114. When a woman is stimulated (1) When

Haewon drank an anesthetic and fell into a deep sleep, the painter tied her hands to the edge of the bed and fixed them firmly.

Then, needles were inserted into the nerves around the fingers so that they could not move even unconsciously, and the severed fingers were also tied to a wooden board to fix them.

After completing all these procedures, the severed finger was washed with distilled spirits and the severed nerve was searched for.

‘I have to use a loupe for this kind of precision surgery…’

The painter concentrated on his eyes to the extent that he was frowning and repaired the cut nerves.

Since the nerves in the fingers are thinner than nerves in other parts of the body, a very small and thin needle had to be used. It was a very precise job and took a long time.

‘I was wondering how to save him…but it’s not just about attaching flesh to flesh.’

The polarization and the polarization were very surprised to see the painter pulling the nerve in the finger and connecting it.

The painter’s hand movements were as sophisticated as carving letters on grains of rice.

‘It’s not a tendon or a blood vessel… is that a nerve? Whoa… You mean you can connect nerves too? This is amazing. Then, if I connect it like that… After gaining weight, can I use it like before I was cut off?’

After the painter connected the nerves, he also found small and thin blood vessels.

The blood vessels were as delicate as the nerves, but the painter still showed superhuman concentration.

When I saw that the burner connected to the blood vessels, I found out why the fingers do not rot.

‘If the blood flows, the fingers won’t rot.’

‘Wonderful. That kind of medicine… The more you know, the more new medicine comes out endlessly. With a medical technique like that, even a severed hand or foot can be attached.’

Polarization thought that if the fireman went to the battlefield, he would be able to save a lot of people.

“sweat!”

After hearing the painter’s words, Obo hurriedly wiped the sweat from the painter’s forehead with a cotton cloth.

The weather was hot, but the lights were on, so the inside was hot enough to be warm.

I sweat even when I’m still, but if I spend a lot of mental energy like a fireman, I couldn’t help but sweat more.

Obo wiped it with a cotton cloth whenever sweat formed on the painter’s face.

After connecting the blood vessels to the tendons and muscles, the painter stepped back and looked at the misinformation.

“You suture the skin.”

“Yes, my me?”

“You and Haewon grew up together since we were little. So be careful and seal it.”

“I see.”

When Ohbo started to sew, Buna and Pyeonseon looked envious.

So far, the only person who has received a needle from the painter has been Obo.

Obo carefully and carefully sutured the amputated surface of Haewon’s finger.

Pyeonseon and Beon-ah admired inwardly that Obo’s sewing was far superior to their own, though inferior to that of a painter.

‘It’s very difficult to sew like that…’

‘It’s so fast!’

* * *

“Can you really use your fingers again like they used to?”

Choseol made an expression of disbelief as he looked at Haewon’s stitched fingers.

In fact, the reason why Haewon-il was brought here was because he was injured in a car when he heard the news that the painter had come and wondered if there was any excuse. Under normal circumstances, the only thing that would have been to bring Haewon-il was to go to a nearby doctor’s office and throw away the severed finger and wrap the remaining part tightly.

That was the treatment of the motives of this era.

“It will be difficult for a while, but if you work hard without stitches, you will be able to use your fingers like before.”

After the operation, Hwabu calmed down his anger over Haewon’s finger being almost cut off.

Come to think of it, it’s not something to blame for the first theory. Rather, it was to thank her for bringing Haewon to this point.

“Haewon is lucky.”

Choseol suddenly recalled that Haewon only saved one finger, but that he had saved his life.

‘And I’m much luckier than Haewon.’

“By the way, Haewon is only 10 years old. Does Haewon handle knives in the kitchen?”

“I’m so good at work that I think the hostess started doing simple vegetable trimming some time ago. But then I cut my finger.”

“Oh, I see.”

“As far as I heard, even to the imperial palace…”

There were people who looked very disapprovingly at what Hwabu and Choseol were talking about.

‘What is that foxy bitch that keeps talking to Master? I don’t have to go after the treatment is over.’

It was a straight line.

Pyeonseon suddenly compared her own outfit with Choseol’s.

‘She doesn’t know how to dress up, so I don’t wear clothes like that. If I dress like that… What am I thinking right now?’

Pyeon-seon was even displeased with the fact that he felt inferior when it came to clothes.

‘Looks like a parasitic who pours alcohol and sells laughter… What does Master like to laugh about? After all, men are all the same.’

Pyeonseon pursed his lips.

Actually, there are reasons for this and that, but the thing that bothered her the most was Choseol’s tremendous beauty.

It was not for nothing that Choseol was said to be one of the top three beauties of Chohyeon. How radiant such a beauty would look when she was finely painted and wearing fancy silk clothes.

Not only the patients who came for treatment, but also the misinformation, Bun-ah servants, and even his own father’s polarization were peeking at the first words.

“Bo death penalty.”

“…..”

Pyeonseon called, but he did not hear the misinformation, which was distracted elsewhere.

Crying.

Pyeonseon’s voice became slightly sharp.

“Bo death penalty.”

“Yes? Ah, sister-in-law. why?”

“Who is that woman and has Master welcomed you so much?”

Why does that bitch come here and flirt with the fireman? Is the fireman the kind of guy snooping around?

I wanted to ask this, but I couldn’t.

“Ah, Master is a lifesaver to Sojeo Seol.”

“If you hear that you are a life saver… did you cure an incurable disease like Taewi?”

The corners of the eyes, which had been curved upward, slightly lowered.

“yes. Master has cured me of a disease that was known to kill me if I got it.”

“What disease is it?”

“That’s what I… it’s a little bit like saying.”

“yes? What kind of disease is it?”

After thinking about it for a while, Pyeonseon was able to think of a disease that gisaengs often suffer from.

“That… did Master really fix it?”

Pyeonseon opened his eyes wide and asked.

“Yes, it wasn’t easy… but I was cured.”

“My father is still researching, but it’s a disease that he hasn’t been able to cure…

”

“Could it be that the surgery fixed it?”

“no. The disease was cured by Master making medicine.”

“Hey, what about the medicine? Decoction?”

Pyeonseon opened her eyes again in disbelief. If this is true, the fireman has created an amazing medicine that avoids the death that Giru and the women who sell their bodies have to carry in this era.

“yes yes. Well, it’s not even a decoction, but it’s a similar medicine.”

“What is the recipe?”

“That I don’t even know.”

“Brother Bo is Master’s disciple. You still don’t know?”

“I helped out by the side, but unlike other times, he hardly explained anything.”

“Then the death penalty can also make that medicine?”

“no. Something very important, Master, do it alone. I can’t make it by helping with only incidental things.”

“That’s right. A secret that is not taught even to disciples!”

why didn’t you teach me?

It seems that everything else is being taught, so why didn’t anyone just teach that secret?

‘Did you really learn medicine from a freshman? Or is there a reason why the disciple shouldn’t know?’

“You don’t even know the ingredients for making medicine?”

“I know the ingredients.”

“what?”

“That’s… Master told me not to tell anyone. I don’t have a Zen master left, but Master didn’t teach me, so I can’t teach you either.”

“yes! That kind of… Oh, I got it.”

Pyeonseon slightly gritted his teeth.

While Pyeonseon was doing that, the painter was saying goodbye to Choseol.

“I’ll send Obo to Gibang tomorrow morning.”

“no. I’m busy with a lot of patients, but I can’t. I’m going to spend the day off, so please treat me well.”

“I’m not far from Gibang, and Bo is a good horseman, so I’ll send him. see.”

“Your master.”

“Go to Seonhyangru early tomorrow morning.”

“yes.”

* * *

The Taepyeonggyo branch of Maeng Jun-hyeon and Deung Bong-hyeon was destroyed.

Several Taepyeonggyo branches, including Yu Ju-hyeon, stopped their activities and were busy hiding when Hwabu’s party appeared.

This series of situations made the heads of the leaders of the Taepyeonggyo sore.

The leader was nowhere to be seen, and only the 13 bishops in charge of each state gathered to discuss countermeasures.

“No matter how restless the emperor is, he is only going to give it to a member of the council…”

When the long-faced bishop of Cheongju-hyeon spoke, the other bishop nodded in sympathy.

“Seaosa is difficult to use easily.”

“It’s very upsetting. However, as we let go, dissatisfaction continues to pile up in various branches.”

“If you’re going to use your hands, you have to be sure. Otherwise, you will end up like Deng Fengxian. No, several strings can be overturned. He’s no longer just a doctor or a brawler, he’s a sire with the Eosa Daebu and Taewi on his back!”

The bishops’ expressions wrinkled almost instantly.

Even though Taepyeonggyo has a national network and has a big goal of changing the world, it is not yet time to fight the emperor.

Therefore, until it is time to start the plan, you must move in secret.

“To be sure, we will have to send three or four people who are more outstanding than the executioner, Sacheol…. Who should we send?”

“The more you send, the better, but as everyone knows, the executioners are too busy.”

“Since the congressman’s destination is a defeated country anyway, why don’t we move the executioners near the defeated country?”

When Bishop Yu Ju-hyeon spoke, Bishop Ye Ju-hyeon put on a slightly embarrassed expression.

Paeguk belonged to Yeju County.

“The Enforcers near the defeated country are doing what the headmaster ordered them to do, so it’s hard to move.”

“Are you still not done rallying the bandits?”

“It’s taking longer than expected because the wild vegetables are scattered in many mountains.”

“Still, since quite a bit of time has passed, how many people can you leave out? You can leave it to the subordinate enforcers for a while.”

“It’s also close to the street.”

The bishops subtly drove the atmosphere toward the bishop of Yeju-hyeon.

In fact, it was very cumbersome and inefficient for them to send executioners to kill Firemen and Okju, who were far away from defeat.

“Why is everyone like this, isn’t this something I should be responsible for alone?”

“That’s true, but if you look closely at the beginning, it was when the branch of Chohyeon was destroyed. So you have to take a lot of responsibility.”

“Ok-joo, who was the branch manager of Cho-hyeon, is also looking for branch offices in other prefectures, so you have to take a lot of responsibility.”

“that’s right.”

“i think so too.”

As the atmosphere continued to focus only on himself, Bishop Ye Joo-hyeon gave a wry impression.

“Joe is good. If everyone pushes me like this… take responsibility. Instead, what the headmaster ordered will inevitably be delayed.”

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