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Wang In-young, who had a stiff face, asked him to move.

He apparently did not want others to see him in the urology department.

So Jong-seok, who went to a nearby teahouse, looked at Wang In-young.

"What would you do?"

Wang In-young sighed and nodded at Jong-seok's question.

"The emperor's bath...Now that I know there's a problem, I'll call the patients and decipher them."

"Each person has different side effects, so it's hard to decipher them with one prescription."

When Wang In-young saw him, Jong-seok continued.

"Can you get the vein out?"

The meaning of Jongseok's words was to reverse the meaning that he could not achieve the pulse.

Wang In-young sighed after a while.

"You're right."

Heo Ga-won found out what he or Kim Go-seong could not find when he or she was in a state of depression.

I had no choice but to admit that the licensed councillor was superior in terms of the context.

"The best thing is... Director Wang is either bringing patients to the licensed clinic or introducing them to our licensed clinic."

Wang In-young couldn't answer Jong-seok's words and was sighing.

It seemed that it would be a problem to send guests to a licensed clinic.

Moreover, most of the guests in Joseon's clothing room were VIP guests were all very rich.

If the licensed doctor is moved to a good hospital, it will deal a blow to the Joseon Medical Center.

"I know what you're thinking, but shouldn't we first consider the safety of those who believed in Wonju and ate the emperor's soup?"

Wang In-young nodded silently at Jong-seok's words.

"Then... do you happen to be sent to our hospital from the licensed clinic..."

"It's only you, me and Jong-seok who can have this kind of bitterness by the inside... Don't tell me you don't want me or my father to come to the Chosun Medical Center as a member of the National Assembly?"

"Gulp!"

Wang In-young swallowed a saliva at Heo Yul's words. It doesn't make sense. Both Heo Pyung-ji and Heo Yul are seniors and celebrities in the field of Chinese medicine.

Besides, he has an oriental medical clinic of his own, so why would he be sent to another oriental medical clinic?

And coming one of the two is like taking patients to a licensed clinic.

It was a stupid idea.

Wang In-young saw Jongseok. Jong-seok shook his head knowing what the gaze meant.

"I'm a health doctor in Pyeongchang County, so I can't come this far."

"Yes!"

Wang In-young, who was thinking for a while, nodded as if there was no way.

"I'll take the customers who ate the emperor soup to the licensed clinic."

"I think that's the best way."

When Wang In-young sighed at Heo Yul's words, Jong-seok opened his mouth.

"But how many customers have had an emperor soup?"

"There are about a percentage of people who regularly take it once a year, and there are about two hundred minutes a year who come to buy it after hearing rumors."

"People who eat regularly are at risk."

"I'll take them first."

said Jong-seok, who nodded at Wang In-young.

"Once you take a pill, you'll have very little side effects. But if you've been taking it for two to three years or more, make sure you get a checkup. I want you to contact the clients who bought the drugs so they can stop."

"Okay."

"And... any of the players in Taeneung are taking drugs?"

When Wang In-young saw Kim Go-seong, he said.

"Some of the athletes at the Pyeongchang Winter Olympics are eating."

"I'm treating you at Pyeongchang Ice Rink on Friday. Tell them to go there and see a doctor. Please don't let me take my old medicine and give me a refund."

"Okay."

After finishing the story with it, Jong-seok and Heo Yul stood up and greeted each other, and when they went out, only Wang In-young and Kim Go-seong remained and began to sigh.

They are worried about how to talk to their customers and how to take them to the licensed clinic.

But I can't say that there are side effects.

***

Jong-seok, who returned to the licensing clinic with Heo Yul, was receiving praise from Heo Pyung-ji.

"You did a great job this time."

"I just did what I had to do."

"No. This is a very good thing."

"Because people could have been hurt."

Huffing his head at Jong-seok's words, Heo Pyung-ji opened her mouth.

"People could have been hurt, but... If people got sick from eating the emperor soup, they would have distrust of Chinese medicine."

"Distrust?"

"You've done a great job because you've corrected the problem before such distrust occurred."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Heo Pyung-ji's words, saw Heo Yul.

But I don`t think it`s right to believe only what Wang says. We'll have to check if the patient is coming or not from the Chosun Medical Center, and if he doesn't, we'll have to take action."

"Do you think you'll keep selling the Imperial Stew?"

"I didn't feel like a rotten salma to the point where I sold the emperor's soup even though I knew it was harmful to my body. But some of the people who took the medicine are going to sue... It'll be difficult in the Joseon Dynasty."

"Litigation... Well, if he knew what he was taking, he wouldn't stand still."

Moreover, eating the emperor soup means that it is a rich family, so there must be some regrets.

Huh Pyung-ji shook her head as she was talking about him.

"You've talked too much about your side. There are a lot of rumors about Pyeongchang Health Center these days. Are there many patients coming?"

"I do about two hundred minutes a day."

Heo Yul and Heo Pyung-ji looked at him with a slight surprise when they said, "About two hundred people."

That's more than the number of outpatients. In addition, three oriental doctors see the patients together at the licensed clinic.

"Are you seeing all those patients by yourself?"

"Everyone who came said they wanted to see me, so... I can't help it."

When Jong-seok talked about Pyeongchang's events, Heo Pyeong-ji and Heo Yul laughed and listened to it.

"A high school kid is already hearing the sound of a name."

The thought of it makes me feel the difference in the times.

***

Jong-seok was treating about 40 athletes at the PyeongChang Ice Skating Stadium.

The number of players who received medical treatment from Jongseok increased when they said they enjoyed watching it in Taeneung.

And some of them ate the emperor soup.

"I came here because Director Wang told me to see you."

Like Kang Sang-ah, Jong-seok felt his pulse in the words of a male speed skater.

Then, after a while, he nodded.

"Did you get a refund for the emperor's soup?"

The player nodded at Jong-seok's question and asked.

"But what's wrong with the emperor's bath?"

"What did Director Wang say?"

"I heard you and I don't have the same taste in the soup."

I think you've made the excuse yourself. Well, that's the easiest thing to do.

When Jong-seok murmured inside, the player said stealthily.

"But the ivory said that the emperor's bath is doped... Is that right?"

Jong-seok looked at him and said to the player who was worried about doping.

"I'm fine with some treatment. How much did you eat for the Emperor's Soup?"

"I ate about 15 days. I feel better after eating and my grades got better. By the way, do you get doping?"

Jong-seok, who nodded at the word "full moon," smiled at the player's question.

"Are you going to keep eating if you don't get it?"

"I just won a small competition, and I had a doping test. But there's no problem."

The player thought it was strange. He participated in a small competition in Japan to take charge of the Olympics and improve his condition.

He won the championship there and got a doping test, but he didn't get it.

Jong-seok smiled at the player's words.

"It's possible because it hasn't been long since I ate it. But it's true that it's not good for your health. Your legs feel numb after training these days, right?"

"How did you know that?"

The player didn't talk and touch his feet, but he was watching Jong-seok with wonder that he knew his symptoms.

Jong-seok nodded to him. The side effects of the imperial bath are peculiarly different from person to person.

In the case of Wang In-yeong, signs of awakening such as amorphosis and in the case of Kang Sang-ah, the heart pulse and the enlargement of the pupils became stronger.

And now, Lee's lower body has appeared to be numb.

"It seems that the side effects vary depending on your constitutionality or how you use your energy."

Jong-seok, who held the player's wrist for a while, said.

"Stop taking drugs that don't suit your constitution... Let's start by treating the numbness in our feet."

Jong-seok, who gave acupuncture to a male player and left several places, was lost in thought.

When Jong-seok was treating patients like that, two men and women were watching him.

"What do you say?"

"..."

The woman looked aside for no answer. Taereung, a Korean traditional medicine doctor who came with her, was staring blankly at Jongseok.

"What's wrong?"

"You're so good at acupuncture."

"Really?"

"It looks like it's just letting go, but... I'm putting it right in my blood. Nicely put."

The woman turned her head to see the oriental doctor who admired Jong-seok's saliva.

She was An Ji-na, a public official at the Ministry of Culture and Sports who manages medical support for the Taeneung Athletic Village.

At the suggestion of the county governor of Pyeongchang, he had a health doctor at the health center receive medical treatment for athletes, but I wondered who would get medical treatment there.

There is a medical system optimized for athletes in Taeneung.

However, as the number has grown, more than 40 people are now coming to Pyeongchang for medical treatment, so they came to check.

To see if he's capable or not.

"There's nothing wrong with Kim Bok-sung's chart. There's a foot massage in the prescription."

At the woman's words, the oriental doctor looked at the chart and said,

"You said your legs feel numb after training. So you have a foot massage that's good for blood circulation and fatigue recovery."

"Then is that saliva good for numbness in your legs?"

The woman and the oriental medicine doctor were copying medical charts of athletes who came here and comparing them with Jong-seok's prescription.

"This is a little weird. That saliva looks like a liver and stomach. Oh! Good saliva for circulation in the lower body."

It's a little far, but you can see enough saliva, so when the oriental doctor explained it, the woman asked.

"If your liver and stomach are bad, do your lower body feel numb?"

"Maybe, but... I don't know because I haven't had a pulse."

A woman who was looking at Jongseok for a while asked the Chinese doctor.

"So you're saying you have skills? You're saying there'sir.

"You're a great sleeper. You're from a licensed clinic?"

"You mean the place where Professor Heo Yul runs?"

"It's the most salivating place in Korea. Most of the people from there excelled in saliva and vein."

The woman nodded at the doctor's remark. Her reputation for licensing was familiar to her.

Since it is a place where sports players gather, there are many players who have been treated at the licensing clinic.

Watching the patients being treated, An Ji-na approached Jong-seok, who was cleaning up after all the acupuncture.

"Hello."

When Jong-seok was greeted, An Ji-na took out her business card and held it out.

"I'm An Jin-na of the Taeneung Medical Support Team."

Jong-seok, holding the business card given by Anjina, asked while looking at it.

"Are you from Taeneung?"

Anjina nodded and said to Jong-seok's question.

"I'm here to see what kind of person you're treating our players."

Along with the horse, An Ji-na pointed at Kim Bok-seong to the oriental doctor.

At that time, an oriental doctor approached Kim Bok-seong's side and began to develop a vein.

Jong-seok looked at it and turned his head toward Anjina.

"So you've seen it?"

"My Chinese doctor, Taereung, who came with me, said I was good. Are you a licensed doctor?"

"That's right. I'm Lee Jong-seok, a licensed doctor."

An oriental doctor who had been suffering from Kim Bok-seong's words was surprised and saw him.

"Are you Mr. Lee, who was a student at the presentation of a medical thesis on internal medicine?"

"Yes"

"Oh! I didn't recognize you because you were wearing a mask on the screen. Nice to meet you. This is Kim Soo-man."

The presentation of the paper was also made into a video clip, but Kim seemed to have seen it.

"This is Lee Jong-seok."

"I was amazed and surprised at my medical thesis. Wow! It's so nice to see you like this. I'd like to keep in touch with you."

When Kim Soo-man took out his business card, Jong-seok also took out his business card.

An Ji-na, who was watching the scene from the side, gave a wink to Kim Soo-man.

Then Kim Soo-man nodded and said,

"But you gave Kim Bok-sung a liver and stomach acupuncture?"

"I took the wrong herbal medicine and put in detoxification and gastric acupuncture."

"Chinese medicine?"

"I took a little strong herbal medicine."

Anjina said with a stiff face at Jong-seok's words.

"Didn't you take any herbal medicines that you might get for doping?"

Since it is a position in charge of national athletes and medical services, it is the most sensitive thing to doping.

"I don't get doped. It's just a little bit more effective. Oh! You said you were from the medical support team, right?"

"Yes"

"Then please tell the players not to take any medicine called Emperor's Soup."

"Hwangje-tang? Isn't it made in Chosunui-bang?""

"Do you know?"

"It's one of the supplements we recommend to athletes."

As Anjina said, Jong-seok asked while looking at her.

"Do you recommend supplements to athletes in Taeneung?"

"It's safer to take the medicine after the epidemiological investigation in Taeneung than to take the strange medicine and get doped. So I have a list of supplements that I recommend to the players. Oh! The licensed clinic is on the list."

An Ji-na, who was explaining, suddenly saw Jong-seok.

"But what's wrong with the emperor soup? It's a flaw because the price is too high, but it's safe for doping and has good medicinal properties, so I recommend it to rich athletes."

Anjina's words made Jong-seok lose his appetite while looking at her blankly.

I mean, it's a medicine that I thought was good for even the maker.'

By the way, if you recommend it to the players in Taeneung... Among the Taereung players, many of them ate the emperor's soup.