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Late evening Jong-seok lay on the roof of the hall of the first Shaolin Temple. Underneath the roof was a lawmaker at Shaolin Temple.

Jong-seok, who felt the presence under the roof for a while, tilted his head.

'That's weird. Why can't I feel the fullness?’

Jongseok came to Sorimsa Temple for the first time in a long time, so he came to relieve Mansong and the monks and give them a massage.

And if there was no flesh in the hearts of Mansong and the monks and there was a sign of repentance, I would completely release the mucus.

Of course, relieving the bloodshot won't restore your military prowess right away. Rehabilitation alone will take a year since you are as firm as you can be.

There was no knowing how many years it would take to recover from the attack.

Anyway, I came with that thought, but I can't feel the energy of Mansong and Nahan.

The curious Jong-seok crept down and glanced slightly at the window, glued to the wall of the hall.

The room was empty with the lights out. As expected, Jong-seok, who was looking at the empty hospital room, crawled against the wall and began to move elsewhere.

There were medical monks in the ritual house inside Shaolin Temple. They cut their hair and wore uniforms but were not officially considered winners.

They were medical staff employed by Shaolin. However, rather than having modern doctors in suits inside Shaolin Temple, it is better for tourists to see monks with their heads shaved.

Sweep!

Jong-seok sneaked into one of the doctors' rooms and pressed the doctor with his hand.

"Well..."... what?"

"Get up."

"Huh? Are you a patient?"

Jong-seok shook the sleep-talking doctor once again. The doctor stood up rubbing his eyes, then looked around in wonder at the dark room.

"Let me turn on the light."

Jong-seok opened his mouth to the talking doctor.

"When you turn on the light, I have to cover your eyes."

"Huh?"

Then, as if the doctor had figured out the situation to some extent, he hurriedly leaned back and asked,

"Who... who?"

"I have one question to ask you, if you answer well, you're the one who's going out without a hitch, and if you don't answer well...... someone who will make you feel a little sick."

Of course I didn't mean to make you sick. He was the same medical person and had no intention of torturing innocent people.

However, he was a little scared because he would answer his questions only if he did this much.

The doctor looked around quickly at Jong-seok's words. But all I could see was in a dark room.

"Who?"

"I'm only going to ask one thing. If you answer me, I won't touch you."

"How can I believe that?"

"If I had tried to hurt you, I would have been turning on the lights in the room. That way, you'll have a sense of security."

The doctor nodded unconsciously at Jong-seok's remark. One is unconsciously afraid of the dark.

So if the lights had been on, they would have felt a little less anxious.

"Then why didn't you turn on the light?"

"I'm hoping you don't know who I am. It also proves that I'm not going to kill you."

The doctor nodded at Jong-seok's remark. It made sense to hear it.

A hostage-taker who covers his face or a hostage-taker who doesn't cover his face is at risk.

"What are you curious about?”

"On top of it, Mansong and 11 monks were lying in a full- But I can't see it."

"They're discharged......no, I quit...….”

The doctor, who was speaking, frowned. Now that you're out of Shaolin, you're right to call it quitting, but......I'm not even a company, but I'm afraid this is the right thing to say about quitting.

But soon said the doctor, who shook his head.

"I don't know what to say, but I went out of Shaolin anyway."

"Get out? Then where?"

"I heard you were sent to a nursing home, but I don't know exactly."

"To a sanatorium without further treatment?"

"Yes, that's all I know."

"Don't you know where you went to the nursing home?"

"I don't know that."

"How many nursing homes are there nearby?"

"There are three."

Jong-seok nodded and opened his mouth at the doctor's words.

"Remember that I entered here without anyone knowing."

Then a little light flowed into the room and soon the light disappeared. The doctor opened his mouth after a while.

"Are you there? Can I turn on the light? Turn the light on."

When no sound was heard, the doctor carefully raised himself and turned on the lights in the room.

Twinkle!

With the light coming on, the doctor sighed as he looked at the room.

"I wondered why it was so dark...….”

There was a blanket hanging from the window. That's why the light coming in from outside was blocked and the room was dark.

The doctor, who sighed, took off his blanket and threw it onto the bed, then suddenly swallowed his saliva.

The quilt hanging on the window was his own cover. Then he took off the blanket and slept without knowing anything while covering the window.

'If he tried to kill me, I'd be dead already.'

The doctor who knew it swallowed his saliva and put his butt on the bed.

"I'll keep it a secret at all the time.”

I didn't mean to talk about intruders for no reason to cause trouble or put myself in danger.

A doctor is just a salaried employee, and there is no reason to be loyal to Shaolin.

The stalactites from Shaolin Temple were lost in thought for a moment on the tree.

"Healing center... ....”

Mansong and the monks, who lie motionless, will not be of any use for Shaolin Temple.

In addition, Mansong and his monks have been working to harm or kill the enemy of Shaolin Temple.

So you can't use it...….

"Is it abandoned?”

Jong-seok shook his head when he thought of it.

"That's why people have to live a good life...….”

Jong-seok, who had been thinking for a while, kicked the tree and headed for the second Shaolin Temple.

***

Early in the morning, Jong-seok said goodbye to Jung-myeong and came down from Shaolin Temple. Jong-seok, who came down from Shaolin Temple, quickly arrived at Deng Bong-hyeon.

Then Jong-seok, who searched the nursing home through a mobile phone map app, took a taxi and started to go around the nearest nursing home.

Before going to Korea, he wants to check how the monks who entered the nursing home are doing.

Jong-seok, who arrived at a nearby nursing home, went inside. Jong-seok, who gathered in the waiting room to watch TV or play mahjong, approached the nurses at the reception counter.

"Let me ask you a question."

When asked by Jong-seok, the nurse spoke without raising her head.

"What is it?"

"I'd like to know if there were any monks transferred from Shaolin Temple a few days ago.”

"Are you family?"

"We're not family."

"Then it's hard to tell...….”

Jong-seok took a hundred yuan note out of his pocket while looking at her in the sight of a nurse stretching her horse's tail.

"I know it's difficult."

At Jong-seok's words, the nurse reached out her hand and took the bill and said,

"None."

"No?"

"Our nursing home has only elderly people and no monks."

Then Jong-seok's appetite was filled by the sight of the nurse lowering her head as if she had said everything.

You knew it wasn't there.….’

I'm gonna cut your nose....it was just that situation now. The nurse only took the money even though she knew that there were no patients with monks in the nursing home.

Jong-seok, who was smacking his lips, opened his mouth.

"Well, do you....”

"Go to another nursing home."

Jong-seok frowned at the nurse's words.

'That's very unkind.’

Jong-seok, who cursed inside, sighed and turned around as he tried to say something more.

You can't beat people up just because they're unkind. Jong-seok, who was turning outside, soothed his trembling stomach, smelled his appetite.

'Still...... it's annoying.’

Jong-seok, muttering into his heart, looked at the trash can and picked up an abandoned water bottle inside.

Then Jong-seok, who pulled out the lid, lightly rolled it in his hand, held it in his hand, adjusted the angle and bounced back.

Fa'at!

Jong-seok's bounced lid flew toward the reception desk, bounced against the wall, and hit the nurse in the back of the head.

Fa'at!

"Ouch! Who is it?"

Jong-seok smiled at the nurse looking around behind him around. The nurse, looking around, frowned at the sight of such a stalactite.

But I didn't think Jong-seok did anything to himself. He thought he couldn't do anything because he was far from Jongseok and was hit in the back.

Jong-seok smiled at such a nurse and hurried out of the nursing home.

Jong-seok, who visited another nursing home, was able to get some information by paying an unfriendly nurse there.

"I don't know if you're a Shaolin monk, but the monks are in our nursing home."

"Then can I see it now?”

"It's hard for a family or an outsider to see a patient.”

Jong-seok gave up his appetite when he heard it was difficult.

"Now that you're having a hard time, it sounds like asking for money.’

The nurse just looked at him as Jong-seok, muttered inside, took out back a hundred yuan.

Although he did not say anything, Jong-seok took out another hundred yuan and put it down in the eye that clearly felt the meaning of "That much?"

The nurse took the money and put it in her pocket.

"It's two-story room 203. If anyone asks, say friend."

Jong-seok, nodding his head at the nurse's words, turned around and climbed the stairs.

Although there was an elevator, it was written in red at the entrance.

It felt like a warning that if a non-patient uses an elevator, the writing would be used in your blood.

Jong-seok, who walked upstairs to the second floor, walked to Room 203.

Jong-seok, who visited Room 203 opened the door and went inside. Then Jong-seok frowned.

It smells a lot in the hospital room. Jong-seok, who frowned at him, looked at the hospital room.

In Korea, 12 beds were attached to the room for six people.

On such a bed the monks lay absentmindedly. The monks, who turned their eyes to the sound of the door opening, were delighted to see Jongseok.

And some of them were monks who shed tears. Jong-seok, who had seen the scene for a while, sighed and approached them.

"The figures... ...are serious."

The small muttered Jong-seok opened the window to ventilate it and looked at the monks.

The monks had all their urine bags hanging next to them.

'Sorim still hasn't set the urine line yet, but...….’

In nursing homes, urine lines were held and pouches were filled to ensure that urine was not treated separately.

And the smell now was caused by a leak in the wrong line.

Besides the smell of urine, the smell of feces was also subtle, so the diaper didn't change very well.

And the poor change of diapers meant that now monks were lying with their buttocks crushed by their own shit.

After Jong-seok's appetite, he began to warm up the monks' bodies.

Tata! Tata!

When Jong-seok's hands were thawed, monks began to stagger up or wriggle to move their bodies.

Jong-seok sighed at the sight of monks standing up with skinny bodies and wiping their diapers with their hands without a word.

It's a pity to see you get up trembling without saying anything, changing your diaper, muttering, going to the bathroom in the hospital room and washing your lower body.

'But I'm glad there's a bathroom in the hospital room.’

With that thought, Jong-seok turned his head. There was a whole bunch staring blankly at Jong-seok.

It used to be a sharp, livable gaze, but now Mansong was just a blank stare with no desire.

Jong-seok, who was watching such a late bloom, approached him and pressed his blood.

Pavat!

"Crrrrrrrrr!"

Jong-seok opened his mouth when he saw Man-song, a small groan.

"What you're doing right now......I don't feel sorry for you."

The bodies of the monks, who were changing diapers without a word, stopped at Jong-seok's words.

"And I don't think you've paid off all your sins against the people you've killed. At least you're alive."

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Tears began to flow down silently from the eyes of the full moon at Jong-seok's words.

Seeing that, Jong-seok brought his hand to the full body.

Tutuk! Tutuk!

A full body began to wriggle at the touch of Jong-seok. And there began to be a loud roasting of beans in his body.

"From now on, move your inner ear along the blood I call you."

Man-song moved his eyes and looked at him, and soon after Jong-seok began to call for a place of blood, he began to cry accordingly.

Tutuk! Tutuk!