I Reincarnated as a Legendary Surgeon - Chapter 247

Episode 247. Fool Ok-ju (2)

After leaving the doctor’s room, he went straight to Lee Dang-ji, who had been practicing surgery with a rabbit.

Lee Dang-ji put on an absurd expression when he suddenly came and asked him to teach him how to perform reverse magic.

“Guardian Ok is already learning how to use reverse.”

“Isn’t my reverse technique comparable to Congressman Lee’s reverse technique?”

“I’m a little better, but you’re not good enough to learn from me, are you?”

Lee Dang-ji had been feeling the same kind as herself from Ok-ju since before.

If they were Yangji’s peers, they would compete, but they felt that they were the shadowy peers, so they didn’t hear the story directly, but they thought that their relationship with the painter would have had many twists and turns like themselves.

“Looking at Congressman Hwa’s role, I thought I had to learn somehow and fill in my lacking parts. Please teach me.”

“is it so? But if I teach the jade guard, what can the guard master teach me? By the way, Master is passing on medical skills in return.”

At Lee Dang-ji’s words, Ok-ju thought for a moment before opening her mouth.

“Even though I’m lagging behind other guards, I can teach you martial arts.”

“Nothing. great. Then, let’s teach each other martial arts and yeokyongsul.”

“thank you.”

“Thank you too.”

Lee Dang-ji and Ok-joo broke up after setting up a time to teach reverse and martial arts.

* * *

“Haa~. The bee is starting to fly again!”

Manchuk, a doctor at the Manga Medical Center, became more and more relaxed after the rumor that the painter had returned, and today, when no patient was seen until the morning passed, he let out a long sigh mixed with profanity.

When Rep. Man’s expression was not good, the medical students and medical doctors slowly noticed and avoided their seats.

“I don’t know how long I’ll stay this time, but the patient won’t come in the meantime, so I’ll go and have a drink.”

Manchuk told the medical students to take a good look at the doctor’s room and to come and inform him if a patient came, and then went to the Hyeono Gaekjan.

Entering the first floor of Hyeono Gaekjan, I saw a group of people drinking alcohol in broad daylight.

“Hey, Senator Seo. Congressman Phil. Are these people crazy that they’re drinking here while they’re seeing patients?”

After hearing Rep. Man’s words, the two lawmakers frowned at first, but soon laughed with a mocking expression.

“Looks like the manga room is also blowing flies, so come and have a drink.”

“Flies are flying. My doctor’s room is overflowing with patients every day.”

“You’re fucking. Will you take a glass or not?”

“You should get it. There won’t be any patients in the afternoon anyway. shit.”

When Rep. Mann sat together, the three of them started drinking and swearing all kinds of things with the fireman as a snack.

It was a gossip that started off lightly at first, but as the spirits of alcohol rose and irritation mixed, wild bickering came out intermittently.

“Because he is a bastard with no morals. No, if you’re that good, you’ll only deal with proud dignitaries and wealthy people. If you treat all the dirty things in your asshole, what do lawmakers like us want to live on?”

“I know. Do you know how many patients were treated while staying in Chohyeon for three months last time? ”

“How many people have you treated?”

“I only treated 10 people. That it was all my family. At that time, I really wanted to get rid of the doctor.”

“Chi bee, how many flies are you going to fly again this time?”

“I don’t know. When did that bastard set a date and leave? If it worked, it would open, if it didn’t, it would sit down and take all of our patients.”

“Ha~. Shall we keep sucking our fingers like this until that bastard emerges?”

The three lawmakers did not pay attention to their surroundings because there were not that many customers in the inn.

Hyeonogaekjan had a lot of drinking customers at night, and there were almost no customers during the day.

The three lawmakers began to discuss seriously how to overcome this crisis.

“I’d like to go secretly in the evening and set fire to it, but it’s hard to do that because there are bloody-looking warriors guarding it.”

“Since the situation of other lawmakers besides us is similar, shall we visit them as a group and threaten them to leave?”

“Tsk hyung is the county commander here, so it’s a relief if we don’t get hit by Chidogon or something. Also, I didn’t hear that there were warriors guarding it just a moment ago.”

“That’s right. What can’t be pointed?”

“The reason patients flock to him is because of his ridiculous medical techniques. If we can disparage the practice, patients might come back to us.”

“But how can you disparage medical science when you’re a monster who heard the voice of God not only here but also in the imperial palace?”

“Isn’t there a way to poison your mind?”

“Hmm~. Come to think of it, there might be a way if you keep your mouth shut.”

“I don’t think this is the story to continue here, so let’s move to a quieter place.”

“That would be nice.”

The three lawmakers moved to another place after checking out whether they were even bothered by the shopkeepers carrying food.

* * *

“No, Congressman, I was acupuncture yesterday and ate the decoction you prescribed. Why do I still have stomachaches?”

“Councilor, for some reason, my back hurts more than yesterday. Still, until yesterday I was able to walk even though I had a limp, but now I can’t even keep my sidekick without my wife supporting me.”

“Senator, yesterday I definitely had a light headache, but after drinking the decoction you made, my head hurts as if it would break.”

The fireman’s medical room was noisy from the morning with three patients who said their illness had worsened.

Not one person, but three people making such a fuss, the patients who came later couldn’t help but be puzzled. And some of them turned away, thinking that the rumor of trust might be an inflated rumor.

The escort warriors did not stop them because it was a commotion caused by the patients, and only the disciples greeted them, sweating profusely, taking pulses again, checking prescriptions, and waiting for the fireman to come.

The painter was making something in the dispensary, but when he heard that the patients were making a fuss, he rushed out.

“Who cured this man who had a stomach ache?”

Obo lowered his head and answered the fireman’s question.

“I did.”

“Is that the one with the prescription?”

“yes.”

“Give me this.”

After looking at the prescription, the painter took the pulse of the patient complaining of abdominal pain and examined the internal organs of the stomach using clairvoyance.

‘I don’t have any pain… that’s strange.’

The painter tilted his head inwardly and pressed the patient’s stomach.

If the pulse and clairvoyance couldn’t find it, palpation and questioning could give an answer, albeit in a primitive way.

“Are you sick here?”

“Yes, it hurts a little.”

“How is it?”

“It hurts a little there too.”

“Do you not feel the pain when you press on it, like being stabbed with a needle or choking your breath?”

“Yes, not to that extent.”

“How about here?”

“It hurts a little.”

“Have any of the foods you ate before you got sick were spoiled?”

“I ate some figs, but they didn’t look particularly bad.”

“Did you pass stools today?”

“yes.”

The more the painter palpated and questioned him, the more he realized that the patient was faking his illness.

‘Look at this?’

The fireman also looked at the two patients struggling behind him.

If you have been in the clinic for a long time, you can tell whether it is a real patient or a fake patient the moment you see it, but for some reason I thought that those two were fake patients.

‘Three fake patients… what should I do with them?’

The painter thought for a moment.

Even if you say that you are malingering, there is no answer if the patient continues to insist that he is sick.

‘Is someone wanting to quack me?’

I couldn’t guess who it was right away, but that’s a problem to think about after gradually releasing people to find out, and now I had to deal with the fake patient right in front of my eyes.

‘Even in the future, if someone is scared that malingering patients are really serious, most of them will confess. Shall we try that?’

The painter is immersed in acting these days, so I knew how to make each expression look plausible.

“It seems that my disciple misdiagnosed this.”

When the painter suddenly lowered his head, the patient’s spirits rose.

“I knew that too. What are you going to do now?”

“I will treat you.”

“Then do it.”

Before I knew it, the patient’s tone of voice had changed, like a general who had won a victory.

“I can judge that your intestines are dying right now. So you have to open your stomach and cut out the necrotic intestine to survive.”

“What crazy talk are you talking about? Splitting your stomach just because it hurts a little bit! I heard that you cut open the stomach and healed the sick, but my stomach is not so sick.”

“What are you talking about? So you’re saying I misdiagnosed it?”

stop.

The patient’s face stiffened at the question of the fireman.

“I’m not saying I misdiagnosed it, but I’m saying it because I’ve had stomach pains like this before. It would get better on its own after a few days.”

“That is evidence that the disease has been progressing for a long time. I guess I’ll have to open the boat right away.”

“To open the belly of a crazy, sane person! Now that I see this…”

“You say you’re fine? Did you just say you were fine?”

“That’s what it says. I said it because I didn’t want to split the ship.”

“It’s not something to be so conclusive about. If left unattended, the intestines will rot and later die.”

As the fireman continued to scare the patient, he could no longer lie down and jumped up.

“I can’t take any more treatment from you. People say it’s trustworthy, so I took a difficult step from a distance…”

The patient tried to leave, but the fireman ordered the executioners to block the way.

“Where are you going? As a clinician, I cannot watch patients die. Escorts, please move the patient to the operating room. I will have to forcefully open the stomach and cut out the necrotic intestine.”

“All right. Senator.”

When Jang Goe and Haman grabbed the patient’s arms, the patient screamed in fright.

“What bullshit! I said I won’t get treatment, but who are you to force me to get treatment? Won’t you let go of this right now? You scoundrels, let go of this!”

The patient struggled to free himself from their arms, but ended up being dragged into the operating room.

“Okay, next patient. You said earlier that you had a headache, right?”

“Oh no. It used to be bad before, but now it’s better as if it had been washed. I’ll be on my way.”

snap.

The patient tried to turn away, but when he approached, the fireman held his hand tightly.

“You’ve come all the way here, but you have to take a pulse. Please sit over here.”

“I really don’t have a headache anymore.”

“You could get sick again.”

Not only the disciples of the fireman, but also the chief of the escort approached and sent menacing glances to prevent them from escaping, so the patient had no choice but to sit down on a chair and reach out to the fireman to get a pulse.

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