Chapter 472

Surgeon who became angry (472): abductee

(1)

‘Has there ever been a doctor in Korea who is so good at acupuncture? A Western-style doctor who isn’t even an oriental doctor?’

Eul Yeon-kyung’s friend, Kang Ji-yeon, glanced at Han Jin-soo, who was sitting with Professor Hwa-jeong and talking about Doran Doran.

The purpose of her being included in the party was purely for interpreting, but Han Jin-soo spoke Chinese so well that she did not have a chance to play an active part.

“Isn’t Ji-yeon cool?”

At that time, Eul Yeon-gyeong, who was next to her, suddenly spoke to her.

“huh? What’s cool?”

“Dr. Han Jin-soo over there.”

“ah! It was cool, it was cool.”

“I thought my great-grandfather’s acupuncture was the best... coughing technique that pierces thick logs! If I had known that such a person was in Korea, I would have gone to Korea as an exchange student instead of you coming to Korea as an exchange student.”

“In our country, it is illegal for doctors to give needles, so even if they came, they wouldn’t have been able to learn it.”

“Is it illegal to teach?”

“Well, since there is no qualification itself, isn’t it illegal? I do not know.”

“Check it out.”

“why? You want to learn acupuncture?”

“If you can learn, you should learn. I’m going to have to do some family surveys, aiming for the time when I’m separated from my great-grandfather.”

“A census?”

“Yeah, it’s so coveted. Since you said you weren’t married yet... Maybe I’ll have a chance.”

Kang Ji-yeon made a slightly absurd expression toward Eul Yeon-kyung.

“Eh? Aren’t you going too far ahead alone?”

“A cool guy has appeared, but I have to act aggressively. You have to seize opportunities when they come.”

“.....”

“By the way, aren’t you in mind too?”

“What are you talking about? He’s the first guy I saw today.”

“I’m telling you in advance from the old lady’s heart.... I ordered it first, so don’t covet it!”

“Eh~. I won’t covet it, so do whatever you want.”

“Hoho, you really don’t want to?”

“done. I’m going to sleep.”

When Kang Ji-yeon put a pillow on her neck and closed her eyes, Eul Yeon-gyeong looked at Han Jin-soo and her eyes sparkled.

‘Tsk!’

Kang Ji-yeon clicked her tongue inwardly.

Usually men are interested in a pretty woman.

However, Han Jin-soo did not show any agitation when he saw himself and Eul Yeon-gyeong.

‘Can a man so obsessed with medicine afford to be interested in a woman?’

It will be very difficult to seduce.

‘Anyway, coughing! I never thought there would be an acupuncture that moves needles with energy and pierces a thick wooden table!’

Kang Ji-yeon recalled the acupuncture that Professor Hwa-jeong and Han Jin-soo showed her today.

I never imagined there would be such acupuncture, but there was.

What kind of effect will the patient who received such acupuncture have?

Even if you place the acupuncture needles in the same place, the effect is distinctly different when Professor Hwa-jeong puts them in and when people like you put them in.

I didn’t know why, but it seemed like I found out today.

‘Professor Hwajeong is also amazing, but how amazing is Dr. Han Jin-soo’s coughing technique that impressed Professor Hwajeong?’

I couldn’t imagine how great the treatment effect would be for patients.

hot.

I suddenly felt greedy.

‘I want to learn that kind of acupuncture too!’

I wanted to learn, but Professor Hwajeong couldn’t teach me.

It was already an open secret even at Peking Medical University that he was teaching special acupuncture and medical techniques called Biqi only to disciples like Eul Yan-kyung or people from the Hua family.

If ordinary people have these symptoms, they cannot use their strength like those who have a fever or cold. However, this patient was congenitally strong even to the fire of the heart.

You will probably feel such pain that you don’t want to live.

It was pitiful to think that it had been like this for several years now.

‘Even if I have a lot of money, there is no answer if I get this kind of disease.’

If she hadn’t come, this woman would suffer like this for several more years and eventually die.

Han Jin-soo checked the flow of energy in her body with his pulse.

Since most of the pathways for fire in the heart were blocked, the fire came up to the face and head, forming blisters in the mouth, and the hair was ragged as if there were sweat bands.

“Professor Hwa. Please lend me a spit.”

When Han Jin-soo finished the pulse, Professor Hwa-jeong took out a salivary gland with delight.

“How is it? Can you cure it?”

“It is not an easy situation. But it is possible. I think I can control the fire in my heart a little in about three days. After that, the professor will be able to treat you.”

“three days? In just three days... is that possible?”

Not only Professor Hwa-jeong, but also Yeon-ryun’s mother and grandmother, Eul Yeon-gyeong and Kang Ji-yeon’s eyes widened.

Professor Hwa-jeong has been treating her for three years.

In the meantime, the situation was getting worse, rather than improving, but I couldn’t believe it and was surprised to hear that he would control his firearms in just three days.

“I want to finish it, but it is difficult, so I have to do my best to control my firearms for three days. First of all, I’m going to take a breath from today. I have to put down the acupuncture points, so everyone except for Professor Hwa-jeong, please leave.”

“yes? Can’t we see you tackling?”

“That’s a bit... embarrassing, so it’s better not to see the family. Most of all, it’s hard for me to concentrate if there are many people watching when I’m laying down.”

At Han Jin-soo’s words, everyone except Professor Hwa went outside.

When everyone left, Han Jin-soo took out a long needle from the needle box and told Son Young-ryun to take off his upper clothes and lie down.

She took off her top without hesitation, as if she had already undergone many of these treatments.

When he took off his top, his upper body was exposed.

Han Jin-soo asked after seeing that her clothes were thin and she had no underwear.

“Why aren’t you wearing underwear?”

“ah! It’s frustrating. When you’re in your underwear, it’s like you’ve put a stone on your chest.”

“okay. But from now on, even if it’s stuffy, please wear clothes to keep warm. It is good to have a warm body in order to open the way for the fire in the heart to go out.”

“Then I’m out of breath...”

“It’s only the first time. A little patience and you’ll be fine. Above all, it’s difficult to get better without a price.”

“Ah, okay. I will try.”

“Okay then, now close your eyes and lie down comfortably and I’ll put you to bed.”

“yes.”

As Young-ryun Son lay down with her eyes closed, Jin-soo Han inserted a long needle into her left breast without hesitation.

In an instant, Professor Hwajeong’s eyes widened.

That was where the heart was.

Of course, it wasn’t a direct hit to the heart, but it could have touched the heart even if the penetrating needle was twisted by half an inch.

‘I’m trembling for four years! It’s not a place where you can put acupuncture so boldly...’

If the patient complained of pain after being acupuncture, he would have stopped it right away, but the patient flinched a little, but was still calm.

This means that the saliva did not touch any dangerous areas.

Han Jin-soo focused only on pointing at Professor Hwa-jung, whether he was surprised or not.

The second long hand was about 3 inches to the left of the first.

hooked

Professor Hwajeong clenched her fists nervously as she watched the saliva go in.

Judging from the depth of the long needle, it is a position that could puncture the lungs.

The places where Han Jin-soo is now placing his acupuncture needles are all far from the acupoints listed in the book.

Acupuncture that allows only a slight deviation from bloodletting that can take a person’s life if done wrong.

Professor Hwa-jeong had already said that Han Jin-soo would put his acupuncture needles in such a place, so even though he was aware of it, he was swallowing dry needles from tension.

‘Who really passed on to a doctor a coughing technique that even my grandfather didn’t know about?’

The ancestors of the painter learned the art of medicine from the disciples of Hwa-ta and have inherited it for nearly 2,000 years.

However, not all of Hua Tuo’s students were painters.

It occurred to me that perhaps the descendants of people like Ohbo or Buna Lee Dang-ji could have passed on medical techniques to Han Jin-soo.