I Reincarnated as a Legendary Surgeon

Episode 56. The fate of the abandoned mine, no evil (2)

“When I looked around, it turned out to be an abandoned mine. No matter how much I thought about it, it was too much to rent with that money, so I gave up.”

sparkle.

In an instant, Song Jong-pan’s eyes shone.

The painter spoke calmly, but Song Jong-pan read the inner meaning in it at once.

It means that the fireman still wants the abandoned mine.

It occurred to him that he could give him what he wanted and ask him what he needed.

“Aren’t you giving up too easily? If you came to see me, it seemed like it was necessary.”

“It was necessary, but not absolutely necessary.”

“is it so. Keu-hum It seems a bit sensible to say this, but it seems that Confucius is acquainted with Daeyajangnim, so I will tell you something.”

Song Jong-pan put his mouth close to the fireman’s ear and spoke in a low voice.

“If you help us to deliver the charcoal we brought to the all-night room, the abandoned mine can rent it for free… How do you like it? It shouldn’t be too difficult to say a word to someone close to you.”

The fireman made an absurd expression as he listened to his words. No matter how much the merchant, the opponent was too shameless.

‘Since I look young, are you trying to seduce me with candy coating?’

“Keuheum well, if I get a chance, I’ll talk to you indirectly.”

The painter did not reveal his inner thoughts, but rather gave a positive answer.

“Haha, I hope for good results.”

After Song Jong-pan heard the fireman’s answer, he returned happily as if the charcoal supply had been decided.

The fireman turned around and sighed.

‘Is that person… an idiot?’

* * *

Sigh.

The grinding sound from Song Jong-do’s mouth was loud enough for the three sons nearby to hear.

“I can’t even deliver a single item! How much money did you spend all this time, but these bastards…”

“Ah, Father. There are listening ears all around.”

“If you want to listen, listen. No, I’m not going to be stupid here. I have to argue with the guy who got the money or the alcohol.”

Song Jong-do was in a half-turned state, but the three sons could not dissuade their father from their actions.

In a way, it was natural for his father to react like that now that all the items submitted to the competition were judged to be unqualified.

“Gun Hu Zhong, how the hell did this happen?”

“As you can see from Danju, I praised the song troupe so much that my mouth drool.”

“What if I compliment you? The results say everything.”

“The final decision maker won’t listen to me, so what can I do? This year is gone now, bring something better next year.”

“How can you be buried like this, Lord Chong?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about. Are you trying to show condescension by just buying me a few drinks?”

“How many drinks isn’t it?”

“Uh~ Song Danju. I haven’t seen it like that, but are you thinking of doing business for a day or two?”

“I’m so sorry that you are so absurd. sorry.”

“I’m scared of the alcohol Danju bought me, so where can I drink it? Don’t come back next time.”

“Old Countess.”

“I’m so busy…”

Song Jong-do gritted his teeth as he glared at Jong Gun-hu, who hurried away from far away.

Where Jong-gun-hu went, the military leaders who were actually responsible for this result were gathered. And there was also a fireman whose youngest son had been unaware of.

Hwabu was leaving with Lieutenant Jo after greeting the military leaders.

It was immediately apparent that he had a special relationship with Professor Jo.

‘uh! That black?’

Song Jong-do, who was looking at the painter with a puzzled expression, recognized the sword hanging from the painter’s waist and widened his eyes.

It’s not flashy, it’s a rugged shape, but after looking at the sheath, he recognized that he was so eager to buy it.

“I’m sorry, but I made this as a gift for you, so I can’t sell it.”

The head of the field politely but bluntly refused. The amount offered at that time was thirty gold.

But the painter had that sword…

‘What is it? You seem to be close with the author, Lieutenant Jo… How did you become a nobleman in the great field?’

Even to Lieutenant Jo, the stiff Daeyajang Pyochung could be seen nodding his head to the fireman and disappearing.

“I don’t understand at all. By the way, I think the youngest said earlier that he was close with the author.”

Even if he gathers ten lords and concubines whom he drank and paid for, he is not as good as one Lieutenant Jo, who is the actual decision maker.

Lieutenant Jo was famous for not accepting bribes, so he couldn’t do any behind-the-scenes work.

Song Jong-do hurriedly called the youngest and asked the painter to draw a line.

“what! A mineshaft?”

Song Jong-pan said what conditions he had already presented to the painter.

“yes.”

“Hey hey… Stupid boy! Chief Dae is regarded as a nobleman and is so close with Lieutenant Jo! By the way, would you just rent an abandoned mine? If it’s like you, I won’t give it to you, but if you rent it out, how would you say thank you!”

“I’m sorry.”

Song Jong-do even wondered if the competition had gone wrong because of his youngest son.

In fact, he was right, but it was just a thought, and there was no way to confirm it right away.

“You said earlier that you had a relationship with Confucius.”

“yes.”

“Make that relationship a friendship.”

“yes! Oh, I see.”

Song Jong-pan answered without hiding his embarrassed expression.

It was not easy to accept the fact that the third Confucius of the ruined painter was the person he should become close to.

* * *

Sreureung.

The painter, who pulled the sword out of the scabbard, couldn’t take his eyes off the blade for a while in admiration.

After swinging it in the air a few times, I understood why Pyochung was said to be light, hard and soft.

“Is this why people pay a lot of money to buy good swords?”

I pulled out one of my hair and gently touched it to the blade, and it cut off like a lie.

“It’s really no joke.”

The fireman also pulled out the sword he had bought at the smithy before.

Then he pulled out a hair and gently held it against me.

As expected, the hair was fine.

Took.

I grabbed the hair from both sides and pressed it hard, only then it was cut off by the blade.

“Sheesh, what a difference. I sharpened it on a whetstone in my own way.”

The fireman was disappointed with the existing sword, but he had no intention of throwing it away.

“You should wear one on each side.”

The painter wore a sword on both sides of his waist, pulled it out at the same time, and swung it, then made a satisfied expression.

Although the right hand was very accustomed to wielding the sword, the left hand was not clumsy.

He was right-handed when he was Jinsu Han, but since the revived painter is left-handed, he habitually uses his right hand, but he also used his left hand well.

‘Whoops, since I’m ambidextrous, it’s possible to wield two at the same time.’

I swung two swords and swung them along the line of Seonin Ki-kyung.

spot.

“Eck!”

The fireman was startled when the sword in his right hand cut the sleeve of his left hand.

Even though I consciously twisted my wrist because there is a part where both hands intersect.

“Isn’t it okay to be a swordsman?”

I tried to open it with only one sword, but the other hand still enters the sword path.

“ah. It seems that it is not something that can be unfolded with swordsmanship. Then, does Professor Jo practice swordsmanship separately?”

I suddenly became curious about Professor Jo’s swordsmanship.

Although I hadn’t seen him fight in person, I could have predicted that he would be much stronger than his older brother.

Shaking my head.

However, he had no shame in asking Lieutenant Jo to teach him swordsmanship.

“I’m already thankful enough for just Seonin Gi-kyung. How can I ask you to teach me swordsmanship?”

Hwabu practiced some of the basic swordsmanship moves he had learned from his older brother over and over again for about an hour, and then practiced Seoningikyung for another hour.

Now, despite the cool autumn weather, my whole body was drenched in sweat.

I

was resting for a while when I heard someone coming to the backyard.

When I turned my head, my second brother was swaying like salted green onion kimchi.

“I haven’t seen you in a long time.”

“Yeah, it’s been a while.”

“But why are you so droopy?”

“Master has returned. They say that they will see radish fruits next spring, so they roll them nonstop.”

“Is it like that with your physical strength? It’s amazing.”

“Don’t talk. I took three breaks on the way home.”

“Three times. I guess I have to train like my brother to become a master.”

“I won’t roll like this unless it’s next year’s martial arts. Anyway, why do you have two swords?”

“I bought one a long time ago. This was given to me as a thank you for treating the field chiefs.”

“Give me this. Have a look.”

“yes.”

When the painter handed over the sword, the flowerpot took it out of the scabbard without much thought.

Sureureung.

Even though he had only taken the sword out of the scabbard, there was a clear sound, and the blade of the sword shone brightly under the light.

“uh! This is a great sword.”

The flowerpot carefully touched the blade and then swung it into the air several times.

“Light but solid. Centered well. Isn’t this a normal sword?”

“Right? It looks like a good sword to me. I put my hair up, but as soon as it touched the blade it was cut off.”

“Which field chief made such a famous sword? I should order one too.”

“It was made by Mr. Pyochung, the head of the all-night room.”

“All Night! An all-night party at the prefectural office?”

“yes.”

“If you are a master of overnight stays, you are famous for your skills. But he gave you this famous sword?”

“I told you I healed the field wardens.”

“No matter how much he healed the field chiefs, with a sword like this, he would have to give more than 5 nyang of gold. You paid for this for treatment?”

“I decided to make the things I needed instead of paying for the treatment. I gave it as a gift to say thank you, apart from the black treatment fee.”

“What kind of treatment did you give me this famous sword as a gift?”

“I saved the lives of several patients with tetanus and one with inflamed intestines.”

In an instant, the flower pot’s eyes widened.

“What did you do? Did you heal the tetanus patient again?”

The pot also knew that his younger brother had treated Lieutenant Jo, who had tetanus.

“yes. It was not very dangerous in the early stages, so it was treated right away.”

“Is tetanus such an easy disease to cure?”

“It’s not easy…but it’s not something I can’t do.”

The flowerpot shook its head.

“Huh! I can’t help but believe this and it’s hard to believe. By the way, a person with inflammation in the intestines, how did you know that and how did you fix it?”

“I cut open the stomach and cut out the inflamed intestines.”

“What? What kind of nonsense is this?”

The flower pot tried to deny it, but the end of the word was blurred.

This is a story where there is nothing to lie about. One or two inspections will confirm it right away. Then, if such an operation was really performed and the person died, there would be no way to give such a famous sword.

That means people lived…

“I was just lucky.”

“her! It’s luck….. It’s not like you can cure tetanus by luck… Plus, you cut open your stomach and intestines. Yes, that person… So is he okay?”

“yes. You should probably be eating Mi-Eum by now.”

“Huh- I can’t believe it at all. I can’t help but believe that.”

The pot said while fiddling with the painter’s sword.

“Where do you believe and disbelieve? It’s just that I was lucky.”

“Huh true. The more you say it, the more credible it is. Anyway, I’m going to go to the all-night room tomorrow too. I should ask for a sword too.”

“Please.”

As the painter showed his confidence, the pot suddenly remembered his mother, who was still suffering from colic.

I can’t do the surgery that the painter insists on because all my family is against it, but I thought that I should really convince my brother and recommend the surgery to my mother when I go to the all-night room tomorrow and it is confirmed.

After returning the sword to the painter, the pot opened his mouth in a nonchalant tone.

“Master Cham’s granddaughter is not feeling well either. When you have time, come and see me.”

“How bad?”

“I don’t know how bad it is. It’s just that the master often travels for a long time to find medicine that is good for his granddaughter’s body or to find a reputed clinic. So I’m just guessing that it’s not good.”

“Have you never seen your granddaughter?”

“No it can’t be. see to see But you can’t tell where it’s bad from what you’ve seen sometimes.”

“That’s true, but… Master, won’t you tell me about your granddaughter’s illness?”

“Yeah, I’m not the kind of person who would say that. I bet the other death penalty don’t know either.”

“Are there death brothers?”

“then. Of course there is. Well, he didn’t receive as many disciples as ordinary military officers, so he had two death sentences and one priest. There are four of us in all.”

“okay. It’s a disease that I can’t tell my disciples. But since it’s such a secret disease, would you let me treat you when I go?”

“Perhaps. I heard that Master heard your story from somewhere. A little while ago, at the end of training, he asked if you were a doctor. So, when I told you that you were the one who recently cured Lieutenant Jo’s tetanus, you said we’d see each other.”

“is it so. Well, I’m a bit busy right now, so if you’re in a hurry, ask me to bring you to Sochon. Can I go to visits later if I’m not busy?

In fact, the painter could have gone as far as he could, but deliberately bounced.

‘How to think easily if you find it easily.’

He was a painter who thought he had to look classy for the sake of potted plants.

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