Chapter 428
Episode 428. Not everyone can agree with me (1)
Beon-ah, Lee Dang-ji, Pyeon-seon, and other people who know medical skills, including Oh-bo, were amazed at the amazing recovery of the mother of the painter.
So far, they have also learned medicine from a fireman and treated countless patients, but there was no medical technique to treat old age.
However, the painter is now destroying such conventional common sense and showing miracles through acupuncture.
After conducting several clinical experiments on old monkeys and dogs, the painter decided that it was not dangerous to inject bets into the vagus nerve.
The three disciples had been accumulating bets through Oh Geum-hee training since becoming the painter’s apprentice, so they were all full of bets and knew how to infuse the patient with acupuncture.
In such a state where everyone knows how to do it, all three disciples were able to easily realize the treatment method as they learned the long-awaited treatment method.
The painter gave the three disciples old and sick monkeys and dogs, and had them try the strength acupuncture needles he had taught them.
While the three disciples placed the acupuncture needles and infused their inner strength, the painter used his clairvoyance to check whether the hour hand was working well and whether the needle was working.
“Tsk tsk …..”
When the sound of clicking the tongue came out of the painter’s mouth, the faces of Oh Bo, Bun-ah, and Lee Dang-ji naturally showed signs of tension.
“Look.”
“Your master.”
At that moment, Oh Bo’s face hardened, and Bun-ah and Lee Dang-ji let out a sigh of relief as if they were fortunate.
“The saliva was so deep that it pierced the nerve trunk.”
“Is that so? But I feel like this monkey’s kidneys are activating?”
“The saliva penetrates the nerve trunk and emits bets, so it has some effect. However, since the tip of the needle emits the most bets, out of 10% of the bets, only 30% of the bets affect the nerves, and the remaining 70% will be scattered around the monkey’s body.”
“Shall I take some saliva?”
“Take only half an inch.”
“yes.”
“It is done now.”
Obo injected internal force through saliva and examined the monkey’s kidneys and bladder through palpation.
I could definitely feel a different reaction than before.
The fireman asked when the misinformation was over.
“How are you? Is it different from before?”
“Yes Master. It definitely seems to work.”
“As you can see the difference between the tip of the needle piercing the skin and the fascia when you place a lot of needles, you should also feel the subtle sensation when the tip of the needle pierces the nerve membrane.”
“I will keep in mind Master’s words and work hard.”
The painter nodded and looked at Bun-ah.
“ouch.”
“Your master.”
“Poke it in just half an inch more.”
“ah! Yes, I understand.”
Burna also inserted some more saliva and checked the condition of the dog through palpation.
“How are you? Do you know the feeling when a needle pierces the nerve membrane?”
“I honestly don’t know.”
“It’s a very subtle sense, so it’s hard to feel it, but you have to feel it before you can use the force needle.”
“The disciple will also work hard.”
“Cancer.”
The painter nodded and looked at Lee Dangji.
gulp.
Dangji Lee involuntarily swallowed dry saliva.
Unlike the two brother-in-law, he had a good acupuncture and the monkey’s heart seemed to be activated well. However, such confidence disappeared the moment the fireman called, and there was no choice but to shrink.
“Dangji has a good acupuncture point, so there is nothing to be nervous about. But somehow, compared to the two death sentences, it seems that the amount of internal force in the saliva is less?”
“yes? Isn’t it because I had a shorter period of time to learn Oh Geum-hee compared to the two brother-in-law?”
“Wouldn’t it be better if you used history against many animals? I don’t think it’s because of that… Didn’t you spend a lot of energy elsewhere before you came here?”
Lee Dang-ji, who had been tilting his head at the fireman’s words, instantly turned red as he thought of something.
“Ho, by any chance, if you share a lot of marital affection, will your internal energy be exhausted?”
In response to Lee Dang-ji’s question, the painter, as well as the misinformation and Bun-ah, made a slightly absurd expression.
Everyone knew these days that Lee Dang-ji had a hot relationship with Yeo-ryeong-gi, Yeo-po’s daughter.
Both of them were well past the age of marriage, so Mrs. Eom had not yet held a wedding ceremony, but she allowed Dangji Lee to live in the women’s house as her son-in-law.
Kheukheum kheum!
The three people, including the fireman, cleared their throats for no reason.
“If you share a husband and wife’s affection, internal energy is consumed, but normally it will recover on its own when you wake up…”
Lee Dang-ji scratched his head as he listened to the fireman’s words.
“My wife and I are begging for help in the morning, saying that we have to have a baby soon… I’m sorry. Master.”
“Cerhem is big. what could be see.”
“Your master.”
“Give the landlord at least a piece of medicine.”
“yes. All right.”
“I have to enter the palace now, so do a lot of strength training.”
“yes.”
The painter patted Lee Dang-ji on the shoulder, who was blushing, and then went to the imperial palace.
* * *
‘No matter how much and steadily I inject my internal energy, it can’t become like a young person’s organ!’
The painter checked the mother’s physical condition and confirmed the effectiveness of the treatment using internal acupuncture.
When internal power was first injected through acupuncture, the organs were activated and full health was restored in just a few days.
There, the painter put more energy into my mother’s body with more greed. Then, he thought that his health would improve and his organs could become like those of a young person.
However, from a certain point, I learned that no matter how much internal force is injected, it does not stay in the organs and flows outward.
Even now, internal forces entered through saliva permeated into the kidneys and then spread outward, like water flowing out of a glass when it overflowed, eventually leaving the mother’s body.
The history emanating from her mother’s skin was weak, but it was definitely felt.
‘At my mother’s age, is it about 10 years younger than the limit?’
I haven’t tried this kind of treatment with another patient yet, but I was able to get a rough limit.
‘Come to think of it, the fact that I’m young and healthy for my age could be because of my history!’
Internal power works like this even when it enters the body of another person, but how much more beneficial will it do while it continues to reside in the body of the owner.
There must be a reason why masters of martial arts corrected themselves even when they got older.
Of course, because history is not all-powerful, martial arts masters live longer and healthier than ordinary people, but that doesn’t mean they haven’t died of old age.
When they get old, they get sick and die the same. It’s just that it’s slow because of the influence of history.
The painter opened his mouth, removing the spittle that had been inserted into his mother’s body.
“Mom, I don’t think you need to spit anymore.”
“Are you all better now?”
“yes.”
“I’ve known for a long time that your medical skills are the best in the world, but now that I’ve been through this, I think you might be the best in the world.”
“The best of all times! Haha mother too! How much will medical technology develop in the future? I know this son is a bit proud, but please don’t praise him too much.”
“Tsk, you say that you are a child that does not hurt no matter how much you put it in your eyes, but would you talk nonsense to you who have grown up and have a daughter who is about to get married? Your medical technique is the best medical technique that will remain in the history of future generations.”
“Your mother seems to be in a good mood because her treatment went well.”
“If I had wings, I would have been able to fly.”
“I’m just as happy as I am that my mother’s treatment is going well.”
“By the way, I heard from the subordinates yesterday that many generals and tacticians who went to the battlefields of Giju and Yuju returned, so they must be busy now?”
“Yes, not only there, but many generals, scribes, and soldiers from Yangju returned to the imperial palace.”
“They wandered the battlefield with you for a long time and were loyal to you.
“I’m still discussing with my brother about government posts and rewards, so mother doesn’t have to worry.”
“The question of whether you and Boone will be able to do well is that people can be sad even with small differences, so read carefully. In particular, those who thought you would become emperor might be reluctant to serve Bun-i as emperor.”
“I know what my mother was concerned about, so I’m paying a lot of attention to that part.”
“Yes, the imperial palace seems to be busy, so go see it.”
“yes.”
The painter did not leave his mother’s residence and go straight to the imperial palace, but stopped by the doctor’s office where his disciples were treating patients.
“Meet the Master.”
When the painter appeared, not only the disciples but also the patients got up and were busy paying obeisance.
“I don’t care and continue with the treatments I’ve been doing. Don’t worry about me either.”
“yes.”
After a while, when the commotion subsided, the painter watched closely as the disciples treated the patient.
The disciples were treating not only general patients but also sick patients whose organs were weakened due to old age using internal acupuncture.
‘I have been working hard on internal acupuncture, and now there is no shortage anywhere I go!’
After sending the disciples away, I thought that my wife and I were almost ready to travel around the world and practice medicine.
‘Anyway, I like Rangi. Do I really have to leave the world after giving my marriage, as my wife said?’
A few months ago, I proposed to my daughter to travel the world together, but was rejected.
The first time I was rejected, I was a little disappointed, but thinking about my daughter’s position, I thought it was natural to refuse.
‘I don’t have a wife right now, and that doesn’t mean I can’t get married to any family… that’s right! The wife tried to discuss it with her daughter, but until now there has been no word. I’ll have to find out what’s going on with the story of him leaving the palace later.’
After organizing his thoughts, the painter entered the imperial palace.
* * *
As expected by the painter, when the news circulated that the flower pot would become emperor, many generals and bookkeepers protested.
The fireman gathered those who objected and persuaded him that he was a man whose calling was to be a doctor who saved lives and that now that the era of war was over, he would return to his original form as a doctor.
And at the same time, he asked for a lot of help for his brother, who would become emperor in the future.
Most of them changed their minds after hearing the painter’s sincere appeal and said that they would follow the painter’s words, but some insisted that the painter be the emperor until the end.
The fireman knew why they were making such a claim, so he called them separately and made a party to persuade them while drinking.
“For more than 20 years, the whole country has suffered from war. So, outstanding people like you should help my brother and make the people live well. To throw away everything and everything and follow me unconditionally! Did you really not have the people in mind?”
After drinking a few drinks, the fireman’s speech was a bit harsh, but contained regret and regret.
Among those who heard the fireman’s words, Zhuge Liang, who could be the representative, lifted the glass in front of him, poured it into his mouth at once, and opened his mouth.
“Not only me, but everyone here knows that the avant-garde leader has already given permission to follow him. What the hell is the reason why the avant-garde and us can’t? I can’t understand the discriminatory treatment of the governor.”
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