I Reincarnated as a Legendary Surgeon

Episode 43. Same disease and different treatment (price) (2)

“Ah, I was thinking of keeping something. After all, when the weather is hot, it spoils quickly.”

“Hmm- yes, but… isn’t it too far from the doctor’s room?”

“So I am a little bit worried. If I can use it, I’ll build a hut here and use it as a medical room.”

“Haha, who would come here for treatment?”

“People come to the original name.”

The painter felt his face heat up even as he spoke to himself. But unexpectedly, Jang and Dan nodded and replied seriously.

“It makes sense. But it’s still a bit… isn’t it nice to be in a place with a lot of people? Even if you build a hut here, few people will know, so I don’t think anyone other than me will come.”

“Well, at first it was like that, but you know. Someone like Professor Jo has already come. Congressman Bong is also coming.”

“Ah, I heard and saw that. By the way, Gongja. My house also has a cool crypt, but first of all, if you have any heavy items, how about storing them in my crypt? I don’t think it’s going to be difficult to leave anything here unless people stay there after building a hut.”

“Did you have a crypt in your house?”

“There is a small crypt where you store things like sweet potatoes and radishes for your winter.”

“Are you this cool?”

“no. It’s not to this extent, but it’s still enough to cool off quickly once you’re inside.”

“is it so. Well, I guess I’ll have to store some in your crypt first. By the way, do you know who owns that abandoned mine?”

“Once upon a time, Songa Sangha developed this place. It is probably still owned by the Songa troupe.”

“A song top?”

For a moment, the painter thought of Song Jong-pan, whom he had a relationship with when he went to eat Hwagwatang with his older brother.

He did not treat Song Jong-pan, but saved a man named Kwak Sang-deok, who was dying of a heart attack after being attacked by Song Jong-pan, through CPR.

And because of that, Song Jong-pan escaped becoming a murderer and even gave her a hermit as compensation.

‘I told you to visit me once, so I’ll have to go and talk to you. Still, since there is grace I received, at least I won’t put a dump on them.’

“yes. But why are you so surprised?”

“Ah, it reminded me of meeting a minor worker from the Songga troupe. Since you know each other, there will be less pressure to go and meet them.”

“You know the sophomore of the songga troupe. But even so, you can’t believe it unconditionally. Those who are called merchants are those who are good at trading…. Ah! Why don’t we find out about the market price of the abandoned mine from Lieutenant Jo?”

“Does Inspector Jo know about that?”

“Even if you don’t know, you can find out. And maybe even help. In fact, with the prestige of the head of the household, it is difficult to ignore any of the upper ranks of the Chohyeon.”

“Hmm, that definitely makes sense. all right. I’ll try my luck with Inspector Jo.”

After a while, the fireman escorted Dahn home and returned to the uibang with Ojang.

* * *

As soon as the fireman arrived, he went to see Lieutenant Joe. The fireman’s theory was that it would be easier to deal with the ox horn when it was said that it would be easier later.

“Professor Joe. Do you know Song Sang Sang?”

Inspector Jo also responded calmly.

“Of course you know. Is it because of the abandoned mine?”

“uh! How did you know that?”

“I heard from Prince Hwang that you went to an abandoned mine.”

“Did you think of Songa Merchant just by hearing that you went to an abandoned mine?”

“I heard in the past that the Songa guild suffered great losses while developing a gold mine in this area. So I guessed.”

After his tetanus symptoms improved, Lieutenant Jo became very friendly towards the fireman.

His ignoring tone also changed, and his eyes were bright as if he would do anything.

‘This is really… an amazing change.’

In fact, in modern times, the relationship between a doctor and a patient is close to a kind of business relationship in which patients pay for treatment. Neither the patient nor the doctor demands more than that, and the doctor does not have any other feelings than a sense of duty toward the patient.

In contrast, here, the treatment of disease creates a bond that goes beyond the exchange of emotions.

In fact, it was because the painter felt that kind of closeness that he treated the poor for free.

“and! You are amazing.”

So, unlike before, the painter’s attitude towards him has changed.

“Honestly… I want to use that abandoned mine, so could you find out the market price of that abandoned mine?”

“The market price of abandoned mines? If you try to find out something, you can quickly find out… but what are you going to use the abandoned mine for?”

“There are a few things I make, but they go bad quickly when it’s hot. If it goes bad, you have to throw it all away. That’s why I’m looking for a cool place even in midsummer… That abandoned mine is just like that.”

“Oh yes. I remember hearing that too.”

Inspector Jo looked at the fireman with new eyes and continued.

“If that’s the case, I’ll find out the market price and build a bridge.”

“really? If so, thank you very much. Thank you.”

“Thank you, I am grateful for being alive after almost dying.”

“Oh, and Inspector Jo, are you familiar with the leader of the all-night room?”

The fireman was a person who could make injection needles, and he was thinking of the prefectural office’s big pottery.

Although he has not made things like Kelly or needle holders yet, he had the ability to make quality items comparable to modern ones.

If it were him, wouldn’t he be able to make injection needles? The fireman thought so.

“Pyochung! He’s the best blacksmith, but he has a bad personality. Why are you like that?”

“ah! You’re not very friendly.”

I’m a little sorry. I thought it would be easy to talk to him at the level of Lieutenant Jo, but…..

“Um… I guess so. He seems to have a good relationship with the lower-ranking officers, but he’s not very close with me. Why?”

“I have a favor to ask you.”

“ask? Do you need his dexterity?”

“yes. You will need a hollow needle. that thin. If you have that, the professor’s treatment will be easier. Even if the instructor alone has to undergo several more treatments in the future… Whoa – He has to cut his flesh each time, so although the instructor is healthy, it can’t be a burden.

“Um… is that so? How many more treatments will I be cured of?”

“I don’t know exactly yet. About ten times?”

“Tetanus in 10 times… Big hum. Are you saying everything gets better?”

A mixture of surprise and joy came to Cho’s face.

“yes. It will. The problem is that if there is no hollow needle, you have to open and close the leg 10 more times, so recovering from the wound is not easy.”

“If you have a hollow needle, you don’t have to slit your leg?”

“If you have a hollow needle, there’s no reason to use a knife.”

Hearing the fireman’s words, Inspector Jo pondered for a while before opening his mouth again.

“Pyochung is not close to me, but he is also in a position where he cannot refuse orders.”

“Then if I told you to make a hollow needle, would you make it?”

“If I can make it, I will make it. Because he is that kind of person.”

“Good, then. I’ll draw you a needle, so ask me to make some for you.”

The painter took out a piece of paper, drew an injection needle, and wrote down measurements such as length and thickness.

“If I make this, I can really treat myself without cutting my flesh and blood vessels, right?”

“yes.”

“I get it. I’m going to ask you to make this right away. Is there Prince Hwang outside?”

“Your teacher.”

When Prince Hwang came in, Lieutenant Jo handed him the paper the painter had drawn and told him to go to the all-night room and meet Pyochung.

“All right.”

When Prince Hwang was about to leave with the paper, the painter hurriedly called him back.

“Ah, Prince Hwang. When you meet the chief, please find out when the instruments I requested through Congressman Bong in the past will be made.”

“All right.”

“Wait, did you even ask him?”

“yes. is there any problem? Congressman Bong said he could accept a personal request.”

“There is no problem. Although he is the head of the all-night room, he is not bound by government posts.”

“What do you mean you are not bound by office?”

“Between my father, Hyeonryeongnim, and his master, Sanghyeon… no. You don’t know what’s going on deep inside.”

Lieutenant Jo was about to say something, but when he saw that Prince Hwang hadn’t left yet, he shut his mouth.

“yes.”

“Prince Hwang.”

“yes.”

“Go and ask Pyo-chung to make the items the painter asked for as soon as possible, setting aside all other work.”

“All right.”

“Princess Hwang. My things are urgent, but what I need right away is a hollow needle. If you make it today, please ask me to bring it to you. ah! The thinner the better.”

“All right. Then I will go. Instructor.”

“Yes, hurry up.”

When Prince Hwang left, the fireman felt the neck and shoulders of Lieutenant Cho to see if the penicillin was working well.

* * *

“You want me to make a hollow needle like bamboo?”

Pyo-chung, the head of the all-night room, made an absurd expression as he looked at the paper brought by Prince Hwang.

“So how is it? can you make it?”

“Hmm- this condition is a bit tricky. But let’s try. But what the hell are you trying to do with it?”

“I don’t know the details of what I’m trying to do, but I think it’ll probably be used to treat Captain Jo.”

“yes?”

For an instant, the expression of the Pyochung frowned.

“Did Professor Jo say you were hurt?”

“I stepped on a rusty iron while defeating a bandit the other day, and it seems to have started festering even though I was treated by Dr. Bong.”

Prince Hwang did not stop Pyochung from calling Lieutenant Jo. It seemed that he was already used to this.

“If Congressman Bong treated you but still festered, wouldn’t you have tetanus?”

“Keuheum, don’t tell anyone else.”

“Professor Joe has tetanus! My older brother, Sama Joe, died of tetanus not too long ago. It’s a pity.”

“The wounds are a bit severe… but it doesn’t seem that pessimistic. In addition, Congressman Bong is receiving treatment from a doctor he recognized, so he will be fine.”

“A name that Congressman Bong also recognized? Are you receiving treatment from Congressman Song? But Sama Jo was also treated by Congressman Song, but didn’t he die in the end?”

“I am not Congressman Song.”

“Who is that?”

“stoker. Confucius named Hwabu.”

“Are you Confucius of Fire? Is there such a member… Wait. So, did Confucius paint this picture too?”

“Yes.”

Pyochung looked at the picture with the injection needle once again. Looking back, the handwriting next to the picture caught my eye.

“Is Confucius Hwabu a better member of Congress than Congressman Bong?”

“I believe that Lieutenant will be better than Congressman Song.”

“Why am I hearing of such an outstanding member for the first time?”

“Because the name is not yet known. Did you hear about the last subjugation? Why… the fact that people who thought they were going to die came back to life.”

“I heard that a doctor saved a patient with a split stomach and broken intestines by stitching them up. ah! Is he a painter by any chance?”

“That’s right. Now you know why the lieutenant is being treated by Confucius of Hwabu.”

“Do you have a friend who is close to me?”

“know. If it wasn’t for Gongja, that friend would have had a hard time.”

“Yeah, but that friend said so. I’m young, but it’s my name. No, I even said it was godly.”

“I’ve seen him do it too, and it’s amazing. To be honest, I also think that Confucius of Fire is not faithful.”

“If it is a tool that such a lawmaker will use, we should set aside ten days to make it. A hollow needle won’t trim the metal much and probably won’t take long. Please wait here for a moment.”

“Okay. Oh, by the way, I heard that there are some things that the painter Gongja requested you through Congressman Bong, when will that be?”

“Oh, those things. My brother made it, but he hasn’t had time to do it yet.”

“The Lieutenant asked me to make that item as soon as possible, if possible.”

“Chet I don’t really like Professor Joe. However, I will make it as soon as possible because it will be used by the fireman who saved the lives of the senior soldiers with whom I am close.”

“Thank you.”

“Well, outsourcing is something I do for money anyway, and it’s not something that Gunhu-nim will thank me for.”

“Even though you hate the instructor, I like the instructor.”

“I don’t like it when a young lieutenant speaks flatly to my older brother or me because he has a high rank. Well, compared to other military officers, he tends to take good care of his soldiers. That’s why I don’t hate people per se.”

“Keuhmm I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that story. Hurry up and make me a hollow needle.”

“Yes, please wait a moment.”

After about an hour, Prince Hwang took several needles made by Pyochung and went to the painter.

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