115 Reading books gives you more experience! 115

After the child was injured, Jong-seok used the saliva that the old man had bought him, and made a few more times and fed him with a bath bomb.

The broken ribs were treated by time, but the fish and blood quickly healed.

On the third day, Jong-seok, who thought that the treatment of waste medicine would be enough, informed him of the medicines and prepared to leave the village.

The day I decided to stay in town, I had to leave tomorrow to catch a flight after one more day for the treatment of my child's treatment.

And one more thing, Jong-seok knew why he called himself Shin.

It is said that the wind swung around him when he unfolded the Geongon-gu air.

People called themselves "Sin-sin" because it looked like a new person in the city.

And even though he explained that he was not a gentleman, adults still called him a fresh adult.

Anyway, the next morning Jong-seok was climbing the morning mountain.

Before leaving Mudangsan Mountain, Jongseok climbed the mountain to see the peak where the scholar was training.

After climbing the mountain for about three hours, Jong-seok was soon able to climb one peak.

"Phew! It's hard."

Jong-seok, who breathed heavily, approached the end of the peak and bowed his head.

Whiz!

Jong-seok swallowed his saliva and stepped back in the face of the rough biting wind.

"The wind is no joke."

If it fell, it was just death. In this dangerous place, the scholar mastered the Gundonggu gong.

He realized the credit of the wind in a place where the wind was blowing like crazy all year round.

Jong-seok, who trembled with the crazy biting wind and high cliffs, turned his head slightly and looked ahead.

I could see the independents in the distance.

'The view of the shamanism in my dream was wonderful, and it's great in real life.’

Jong-seok, who was looking at the Wudangpa building, put down his backpack and put his butt on the ground.

Then he looked still at the Wudangpa, or the Wudangsan Mountain. Then Jong-seok looked to the side.

Will there be a big difference between Mudangsan Mountain and me?”

In Jong-seok's eyes, a young scholar smiled at him.

Jong-seok, who was looking at such a young scholar, rose up and posed as Geon-gon-gugong.

'Geongongu gongpung.

Jong-seok's hands began to embrace the crazy wind, along with recalling the experience of the Geon-gon-gugong wind.

Srrrr! Srrrrrrrrrrrr!

Following the touch of Jong-seok, the wind began to strike a whirlwind in his palm.

And the wind trapped in the palm of Jong-seok's hands and body began to grow stronger and stronger.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Jong-seok smiled as he felt the wind of turning around his body.

'Feels good.'

A muttered inwardly, Jong-seok began to draw the force of the wind from his palm into his body.

Along with him, the sound of roasting beans began to flow from Jong-seok's body.

Tutu Tutuk! Tutuk!

With the sound of roasting beans, joy began to rise on Jong-seok's face.

***

Jong-seok was searching for something with his cell phone in a narrow plane seat.

celebrity and event accidents of different times

Jong-seok was searching for famous figures and events from each era. The reason was to search for people who might have gotten experience books.

Experience book was a book that anyone could see with amazing ability. You can gain the experience of those who have achieved a certain level.

Then it was possible that he played a big role in history or civilization by taking advantage of the experience.

So I was searching for great men who might have gotten experience books.

Of course it won't be easy. Some of those who have gained experience books have not been recorded in history.

Like a bachelor's degree or beggar, or a cook.

However, there may be some who have made history. The power of experience books is enough to give the writer such power and ability.

But it won't be easy. In Korea alone, there are many great people.

And there are songs about 100 great people that Koreans should know.

That's at least a hundred people, but you can't tell how many it will be if you widen it further.

If you think about the nationality of those who had experience books, you should look at great people around the world.

That means we need to find out about the great people of the world who will be thousands, or tens of thousands of people, and ask them about their experiences in their experience books.

It's never going to be easy.

A text message came to Jong-seok, who was looking at the postings on the search bar.

When he came to China, he wrote almost all the data he applied for. After Jong-seok tasted it, he blocked the cell phone data.

Some news reports suggest that hundreds of thousands of won was charged for the wrong use of mobile phone Internet in foreign countries.

Jong-seok, who blocked the internet on his cell phone, stroked his chin.

'It's more than I thought.

There were so many great events and great people by age.

But it was worth a try. You may find clues that seem to have been left by Eugene.

I could feel something moving busily in front of me when I thought of that.

"What is it?"

"What's the matter?"

Jong-seok looked up and looked ahead as the crowd roared forward.

After a while, the flight was heard with the crew rushing in.

"We have an emergency patient on board. If you have a doctor or nurse on board, please let the nearest crew know."

"Do you have a doctor or nurse?"

The crew walked between the chairs, looking for doctors and nurses.

"Somebody must be sick. Is there a doctor?"

Jong-seok, who glanced at the muttering Chinese next to him, also glanced up and looked around.

'Even if I had a doctor, I wouldn't be in the economy.'

Economy, the cheapest seat on a plane from China to Korea.

Doctors and medical workers would have taken business seats, if not first.

And there was no one around me who seemed to be right.

Jong-seok raised his hand at the crew.

"Ah! Are you a doctor?"

Jong-seok, who looked too young to be a doctor, made the flight attendant speechless.

"I'm not a doctor, I'm an oriental medical student. I don't think there's a doctor, so I..."

Jong-seok, who was talking, lost his appetite. The explanation was long.

"Where is the patient?"

When the flight attendant pointed to Jong-seok's horse, Jong-seok put his cell phone in his pocket and followed him.

The patient was lying in the hallway between the seats in the first class. And around it the flight attendants were watching the patient with eyes full of embarrassment and tension.

"There's a lot of debris in your throat. How do you do it?”

One of the patients muttered a little, then brought in a knife and a bottle of pet.

"You must be a doctor."

When the flight attendant asked Jong-seok what Jong-seok said, he nodded.

"Fortunately, the doctor was on board. I think you can go in now, then."

"I'll be with you while you're here. It might help."

At Jong-seok's words, the crew nodded as they looked at him. He saw Jong-seok doctor looking after the patient.

The doctor was cutting the plastic bottle into his mouth to secure his airway and putting it in reverse.

Make sure your mouth is closed by keeping your mouth open. While looking at it, Jong-seok glanced at what appeared to be a patient's seat.

There were several pieces of meat, fried rice, and bread that looked like steak.

"First seems to have more in-flight meals?"

"Because you asked for it."

"Do you usually eat that much?”

"First-time riders order multiple menus, but those who are used to it either don't eat it or just order one."

Jong-seok, who nodded at the crew's words, stole the patient's ankle.

You have to have a vein through your wrist, but you can also have a vein through your ankle.

Jong-seok, who was having a tachycardia through his ankle, shouted with a hardened face.

"Get out of the way!"

The doctor looked at him surprised at the sudden remark by Jong-seok.

"Who are you?"

"He's suffocating before I am. At this rate, you'll suffocate!"

At Jong-seok's words, the doctor touched the patient's neck and said hurriedly.

"Get out of the way!"

The doctor seemed to understand the situation now. The doctor hurriedly unbuttoned the patient's tie and shirt.

"Are you a doctor, too?"

"I'm not a doctor, I'm an oriental medical student. Patient! Patient!"

Jong-seok, who was checking his consciousness by gently hitting the patient's face, grabbed his wrist.

'The airway's blocked.’

When Jong-seok, who saw a patient whose face gradually turned blue, hurriedly raised the upper body, the doctor said.

"What does an oriental medical student know about? In this case, the airway is incised to intubate..."

At the doctor's words, Jong-seok clenched his fist and raised his thumb. Then, he stabbed the patient in the back with a strong punch.

"Crrrrrrrrrr!

At that moment, vomit began to shoot out of the patient's mouth like a fountain.

"Huck!"

Surprised by the sudden torrent of vomit, the doctor stepped back and the other crew members also moved in all directions.

Either way, Jong-seok gave more strength to the patient's hand pressing on the back.

Blow!

Argh!

The history from the fingertips of the stalactites began to irritate the patient's stomach.

And ···.

"Woooooooooooo-

The vomit began to pour out of the patient's mouth. Looking at such a patient, Jong-seok stimulated some blood again.

Then more vomit began to flow out of the patient's mouth.

What did you eat so much?’

With that in mind, Jong-seok, who was rubbing and pressing the patient's back, wiped his mouth with a tissue on the seat.

"Are you all right?"

At Jong-seok's words, a patient who had been unconscious until now opened his eyes and vomited heavily.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Yes, but why would I?"

Jong-seok looked at the patient looking around with a curious face and looked at the pulse.

Jong-seok, who knew that the blood pressure had been pierced on his chest, rubbed his shoulder several times to relieve the tension.

"Yes! That's great."

Jong-seok, who smiled at the person who enjoyed the massage, rose up.

And the doctors and crew looked at the stalactites. And some of them were covered in vomit.

"You, ··"

When the doctor saw him with surprised eyes, Jong-seok said.

"What is your major, doctor?"

"I..."

The doctor who was talking closed his mouth. He was a dermatologist.

Of course, dermatology does not mean that you don't see other departments. When I was a student, I learned all the subjects.

But it was true that he was weak in internal medicine or this way.

"Is it okay for a student to practice medicine like this?"

Jong-seok said, looking at the doctor speaking with his eyes winking.

"Even if you don't have the qualifications, first aid is not illegal under good Samaritan law. And I didn't do medical work, I just did some acupressure."

With the horse, Jong-seok raised his finger and pretended to press it and looked at the crew.

"Right?"

"That's right, that's right."

The flight attendants nodded and Jong-seok sat in his seat and looked at the patient resting.

"I just pressed your back to make you vomit. Would that be a crime?”

"Ha! Ha! Ha! If it weren't for that, I'd be dead.”

Jong-seok looked at the doctor at the patient's words. The doctor, with his eyes full of frown in the gaze, rose up and disappeared.

Jong-seok, who was watching the scene, glanced at the vomit on the floor.

"By the way, I'll have to clean this up."

"We'll clean that up. Thank you, Mr. Lee Jong-seok."

Jong-seok looked at her in wonder at the female flight attendant's words.

"Do you know me?"

"I'm watching 119 Food Rescue."

Jong-seok smiled and lowered his head at the words, and as he tried to return to his seat, people began to applaud.

Clap clap clap!

Jong-seok waved his hand small and returned to his seat.

The crew held out a small box to Jong-seok, who was sitting in his seat.

"It's a gift of thanks for your help."

"What is this?"

"It's our airline's airplane toy."

When I saw Jong-seok's box at the crew's words, a picture of his plane was drawn playfully.

"Thank you."

The flight attendant smiled slightly at Jong-seok's words and turned around.

His face was puzzled as he looked at the box. The tape attached to the box has been removed and reattached.

Didn't you give me your old one?’

The thought-provoking Jong-seok opened the box. There was a small note in the box with the airplane toy.

There was a telephone number on the note. Jong-seok glanced up at the sight and looked where the flight attendant had gone.

Through the small cloth I could see the face of the flight attendant looking at him. And Jong-seok laughed at the scene of the flight attendant making a phone call with his finger.

'What's his popularity?'

I have a girlfriend and I don't want to cheat on her, but I'm happy that a pretty flight attendant gives me his number.

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