153 Reading books gives you more experience! 153

Lim Ae-hee, who came to Seoul from Jeju Island, once again underwent a thorough examination at a Seoul hospital.

After confirming the details of the inspection, Moon Jae-chul recommended hospitalization with a face full of embarrassment and wonder, just like the head of a general hospital in Jeju Island.

Three months ago, a tumor was in my head, but it suddenly disappeared, which is embarrassing.

And I tried to solve that embarrassment and doubt with an inpatient examination.

However, Heo Pyung-ji left the hospital with a thank you message. The tumor is said to have disappeared, but he does not intend to have Lim Ae-hee hospitalized.

***

"I'm sorry. I messed up the schedule a lot, right?”

It's okay. It's our hospital ship's job to find people, but it's a schedule. How about anything?

Jong-seok felt sorry for Park's remarks. It was two days late from the original schedule because Lim Ae-hee had work to do, docked for a day, and went back to Jeju Island the next day.

Come on a boat ride during the summer vacation. Young rice doesn't taste good after you left.

"I'm a junior in my major, so I don't know if I have

Well, whether it's medical school or oriental medical school, Bourne and his third year students are the busiest.

"Then have a little drink until the next time we see you."

How can I control that? Anyway, take care and see you again.

At the end, director Park, who finished with a comfortable story, and Jong-seok, who hung up the phone, were lost in thought for a while.

'You're probably wondering about the procedure I did, but you're not asking.'

People in other hospitals will be curious. But no one asked about him.

I don't know if Director Park told them separately or if Heo Pyung-ji asked me to... Everyone was happy that Im Ae-hee was better, but they did not ask why or how.

Lim Ae-hee's voice was heard by Jong-seok, who was thinking about people at the hospital for a while.

"Jongseok, let's eat."

Jong-seok entered the kitchen at Lim Ae-hee's voice. There was already a big table set up in the kitchen.

"What have you done so much?”

"Can you stay like this on a day like this? My worries are gone."

Jong-seok laughed as Lim Ae-hee smiled pleasantly.

"Don't overdo it. She's old, so you should always be careful about your health, even if you don't have a tumor.”

"Yes, thank you. Come on, sit down."

When Jong-seok sat down at Lim Ae-hee's words, Heo Pyeong-ji and Heo Yul came and sat down.

"Let's eat."

When Heo Pyung-ji began to eat without saying much, Jong-seok and Heo Yul began to eat together.

Jong-seok, who had a meal, was drinking tea with Heo Pyeong-ji and Heo Yul. Heo Yul, who was drinking tea, asked Jongseok.

"That it's internal engineering. Can you tell me in detail?”

Jong-seok nodded as he looked at Heo Yul's words.

"I was going to talk to the professor about my work.”

Heo Yul looked at Jong-seok's words. Jong-seok opened his mouth, receiving Heo Yul's gaze to listen to him.

"The inner workings are the energy that a person can build up through breathing and exercise. And I'm using it to do a vein and a vein."

"The vein and the procedure... In what way?"

"When you put your inner ear into a person's body when you're in a vein, my inner ear becomes an eye and ear, showing and playing the pulse and body condition. And you can get treatment by using the internal organs to gain blood and by moving the blood in your body."

In addition, Jong-seok explained in detail how to use his inner workings.

Jong-seok was hoping to use his internal organs to help people with medical treatment and treatment.

Although he is alone now, he will be able to create a systematic study of his inner workings if many people study and build up their inner workings.

Hearing the story, Heo Yul and Heo Pyung-ji were lost in thought for a moment. I thought that my work was only in movies and novels, but I could not say that I was bluffing because I saw something from Jong-seok.

"The reason I'm telling this story is because I think that internal engineering will greatly help the development of oriental medicine.”

"Yes, I think it would be helpful to let you know what you know for those who are suffering."

Heo Yul looked at Heo Pyung-ji's words.

"But don't you have to have inner workings?"

At the word "innergong," Heo Pyeong-ji looked at Jong-seok with curious eyes.

I heard that Jong-seok treated Im Ae-hee using his inner workings, but I only saw it in the novel, which is called inner workings, so I don't know anything about it.

"The interior is..."

Jong-seok, who had been thinking for a while, held out his hands.

"Put your palm on my hand."

The two men put their hands on the palm of the stone.

"From now on... No, just stay."

He tried to say, "Feel the energy flowing from his palm," but Jong-seo swallowed it.

You'll feel it anyway.

On the palms of the two men in their hands, Jong-seok slowly began to push back the inner strength.

Argh! Argh!

The energy from Jong-seok's hands pushed the palms of the two upward.

"Huh?"

"Oh!"

Curiosity and admiration were young in their mouths. Apparently something was pushing up their hands.

"Is this what I'm saying?"

"It's a blow-through that pushed your hands out. And vice versa..."

Argh!

At that moment, the palms of his hands clung to Jong-seok's hands.

"I can't believe you're an internal engineer..."

"There really was something I only saw in the novel."

Two people's admiration relieved Jong-seok. Huh Pyung-ji nodded as she looked at her palm.

"That's why you were so keen on the pulse."

"I did have some help from the inside."

"Is there anyone else with experience besides you?”

"I've never seen a monk but my teacher."

'I'm sorry, but I can't tell you the truth. I'm sorry.'

Heo Yul and Heo Pyung-ji apologized to Jong-seok.

And Heo Yul, who heard that, asked.

"Then can the layman learn his inner workings?"

"Grandpa and Grandma have the inner workings."

Huh Pyung-ji looked at Jong-seok with a curious look at him.

"Does my wife and I have any work experience?”

"Small but very weak."

"How can we?”

"You're doing the exercise I taught you in the morning and evening."

"Taegeuk mark?"

Jong-seok nodded as he looked at Heo Pyeong-ji, who recalled how to exercise with the ball in the morning and evening.

Heo Pyung-ji and Im Ae-hee were working out the dry balls Jong-seok taught them for breakfast and dinner.

Of course, I knew the name was Taegeukgwon. When I first met him, he saw Jong-seok spread his balls and asked if Heo Pyeong-ji was Taegeuk-kwon.

Anyway, I felt refreshed and soft after playing the Korean traditional ball, so I was trying to forget it unless it was raining or bad weather.

And because of it, he had the inner workings, though it was a very small sheep.

"Then can I do this, too?”

Jong-seok shook his head at the question of Hupyeongji.

"Your inner workings are as weak as they seem to be, so they're just there."

"There is, but it cannot be written."

Then I thought for a while and opened my mouth.

"At least for this level of work..."

"At least?"

"You'll have to train for another ten years.”

"Ten years?"

"My grandfather met me four years ago, and I've had some training, but... You haven't even set the stage yet.”

"So... ...you mean you have to do ten to fifteen years to do what you do?”

"I don't know. It's just based on my grandfather's internal growth."

"Then what if it's based on you?”

"I'm me and... It's just the rest of us."

At Jong-seok's answer, Heo Pyung-ji nodded while looking at him.

"But each person has a different constitution..."

Huh Yul said after thinking for a moment at Huh Pyung-ji's words.

"Then it would be difficult to apply it directly to modern Chinese medicine."

It is too much for now if it is an endometrial treatment that can require training for more than a decade.

At Heo Yul's words, Heo Pyung-ji opened her mouth after a while.

"Now, even if it's too much, it could be a basic course in Chinese medicine in twenty years."

"He is, but... Who would learn learning that is not available right now?"

"I think you'd better sow, if not study."

"If you're a seed..."

At Heo Yul's question, Heo Pyeong-ji thought for a moment and opened her mouth.

"Let's slowly think of a way.”

Jong-seok nodded at Heo Pyung-ji's words.

"Jongseok, let's eat some fruit."

Jong-seok shook his head as Im Ae-hee came out with fruit.

"I'm going home now."

"Already?"

Heo Pyung-ji kicked her tongue at Lim Ae-hee's words.

"What are you already... Jongseok hasn't been home for more than 10 days, so he should go home. Jong-seok's parents must be so worried."

"That's... That's right.”

Lim Ae-hee, who was looking at Jong-seok out of regret, hurried to the kitchen and brought something out of the cupboard.

"There's a lot of ribs left, so it's a little bit cheaper. Take it home and give it to your parents."

"My mother would love it. Thank you for the food. And don't strain yourself for a few days and take a good rest."

"Yes, you too, have a good rest, too."

Jong-seok bowed to Im Ae-hee's words and greeted the elders before leaving the clinic.

***

The main and third graders passed in a flash. When I was in third grade, I had a lot of things to study, and I had to manage my lab and my younger siblings, so I had to pay attention.

When it comes to Chinese medicine, Jong-seok, who already has the ability to speak Korean, had to read a class book.

There must be a difference between the medical treatment of a crazy lawmaker Jong-seok knows and modern Chinese medicine.

Of course, I can't say which one is better or worse, but I had to read a book because there was a difference.

Taking the test is about modern Chinese medicine, not the experience of a madman.

Anyway, Jong-seok, who had a hectic third grade, became a fourth grader. The senior year was a little more comfortable.

It was the daily routine of the fourth graders to fill in their insufficient grades, practice clinical practice at Kyunghwa University Oriental Medicine Hospital, and study for a license test next year.

And...

One fine day in January, Jong-seok was sitting at an oriental medical license test site.

'It's finally a license test.’

I don't know how much I've wanted to get a license. Once you get your license, you can now do your time-treatment and medical treatment without being wary of others.

And the supervisors began to hand out the questionnaires.

The oriental medical license test totaled 380 questions in 11 subjects. It was a long-distance race that started at 9 a.m. and ended at 5:05 p.m.

Jong-seok, who received the test paper, looked at the paper.

'Please take good care of me.’

Jong-seok opened the seal at the supervisor's words announcing the start of the test and began to solve the problem.

After completing his license test, Jong-seok was drinking with his colleagues at a nearby bar.

"Yay! Let's eat and play as much as we want today anyway. It makes my teeth tremble when I think of the bloody stump to take this test."

Jong-seok smiled and nodded at the words of his motive. The seniors studied harder than they did in high school to prepare for the license test.

Jong-seok did not suffer as much as his classmates, but Jong-seok did as well to take a look at the many subjects once again.

Hwang In-young sat next to Jong-seok when he was drinking.

"What will you do if you get a license? Intern?"

"That's right."

"You'd be the target of getting accepted as an intern."

"I'll have to file for now."

Only 20 percent of oriental medical doctors who graduate every year and get their licenses were allowed to intern at the oriental medicine hospital, a training institution.

So those who failed to become interns had to join the military as regular soldiers. But Jong-seok wasn't too worried.

It won't be too hard for Heo Yul's senior colleagues at the oriental medicine hospital to settle down.

And I received a lot of love from professors during my senior clinical practice.

"What about you?"

"I've been a Pay Doctor for about a year, and I'm going to open a clinic."

"Isn't it hard to open up these days?"

"But the oriental medicine doctor has to be opened to make a living. It's a waste of time studying for the Pay Doctor."

"That's true."

Oriental medicine doctors can only make money by opening a hospital.

Jong-seok, who took the first second car, returned home. Now the announcement of the results was a comfortable one until after ten days.

Then one day after ten days, Jong-seok entered his test number on the Internet.

***

Forty fresh Chinese doctors in doctor's gowns gathered in the auditorium of Kyunghwa University Oriental Medicine Hospital this year.

And in front of such interns stood resident year-long cars. The residents from each department held a piece of paper with the name of each department in their hands.

And one stood in front of the ten residents.

"Now pay attention. I'm Choi Soo-hyun, a professor of Sasang constitution. If you have any questions, you can ask the residents who work with you from now on and work. Then come out one by one and pick a piece of paper from the container here. That's the excess you guys work for a month."Choi Soo-hyun Bridge Goes Fast

Looking at Sue, the interns went forward one by one and took the paper out of the barrel.

Then he went to the back of the residents and began to stand according to the department written on the paper.

Behind the intersections, each of them drew paper, Jong-seok waited in line for his turn.

And when it was his turn, Jong-sik pulled the paper out of the barrel.

Bedding department.

Jong-seok, who picked the bedding family, smiled. For a month, you can give people the needle at heart and soul.

When Jong-seok went to the bedding clinic and lined up, the bedding resident clenched his fist.

'Yay! The smart guy's in.’

Most of the residents are from Kyunghwa University. So I knew what Jong-seok was like.

The first month is when interns have the most accidents. There is a high possibility of accidents because they are not familiar with hospital life and patients.

At least the fact that someone who will not cause an accident comes naturally suggests that the bedding resident is an outsider.

And Jong-seok, standing behind the bedding resident, looked with envious eyes at the other department residents.

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