“No. No. I can’t go back until I feed this to my grandson.”
Of course, that was about the martial world, and this grandmother didn’t care about it.
Jin Cheon-hee sighed.
At that mont, he noticed that the hem of the grandmother’s clothes was stained dark red.
Surprised, Jin Cheon-hee grabbed the grandmother’s wrist.
“You rascal! How dare you grab an elder’s wrist!”
“Grandmother, your elbow is completely shattered! You fell while climbing the stairs, didn’t you?”
“Shut up! You rascal!”
Unless she was soone trained in martial arts, it would be impossible for an ordinary grandmother to easily climb the dical Pavilion stairs.
“Let see your knees too.”
“You, you rascal?”
“Oh my, just let take a look.”
The grandmother wouldn’t show her knees until the end, but it seed she had fallen quite hard.
And judging by the wounds on her hands, it wasn’t just a single fall.
‘The food must be incredibly heavy too… Oh my…’
It seems she ca up like this on Spring’s Beginning to feed her heartless grandson who doesn’t even show his face.
Jin Cheon-hee realized.
‘The feeding isn’t what’s important. She just wants to see her grandson’s face.’
If delivering the food was the goal, she could have asked the dical branch at the foot of the mountain to pass it on.
This grandmother must have missed her grandson terribly.
Falling multiple tis on the long, high stairs.
Jin Cheon-hee said,
“We need to treat you first, so co in.”
Instead, he planned to take her to the Bamboo Grove Hall where they receive outsiders.
He could treat her there and then call her grandson.
‘After getting permission from Chief Yoo too.’
Jin Cheon-hee’s principle was that even when exercising flexibility, it should be done within the rules.
The grandmother said,
“Ju Do-hwa. That’s my grandson’s na. He’s in the Acupuncture Hall.”
The Acupuncture Hall is the departnt responsible for acupuncture and moxibustion within the dical Pavilion, known for being extrely busy.
Jin Cheon-hee offered his back to the grandmother.
“Here, get on my back.”
“I can walk on my own!”
“You’re bleeding a lot, grandmother. I listened to your stubbornness, so now you listen to .”
The grandmother’s fra was small enough for Jin Cheon-hee to carry her on his back.
As they entered the dical Pavilion like that, they t Yoo Ho after just three steps. He seed to have co out in a hurry, as his breathing was labored.
“Who is this…?”
Fearing she might be chased out, Jin Cheon-hee quickly said,
“She says she brought so Spring’s Beginning food for her grandson. Her grandson’s na is Ju Do-hwa.”
“Ju Do-hwa?”
At those words, one side of Yoo Ho’s forehead wrinkled. The grandmother shouted,
“Why aren’t you going?”
Yoo Ho said,
“…Alright, for now. Please take good care of her.”
Usually, Yoo Ho would have conducted two or three inspections, but for so reason he was lenient today. Moreover, I didn’t expect him to add words about taking good care of her.
This was impossible given the personality of Yoo Ho that Jin Cheon-hee had observed so far.
‘Does Yoo Ho have a grandmother in his hotown too?’
Well, permission was granted, so that’s fine.
At that mont, a group of people was coming up behind them.
“The White Dragon dical Pavilion is still the sa.”
Turning around, he saw people dressed as physicians speaking. However, the characters written on their chests were not those of the White Dragon dical Pavilion.
‘Hwaju dical Pavilion’.
I wonder what business they have at the White Dragon dical Pavilion?
Jin Cheon-hee’s gaze lingered for a mont before turning towards the Bamboo Grove Hall.
The grandmother’s treatnt was the priority.
***
Jin Cheon-hee told a passing servant to inform Ju Do-hwa in the Acupuncture Hall that his grandmother had co to visit.
“I’ll relay the ssage, but the Acupuncture Hall is never in one place, so it might take quite a while.”
It’s a ti when they would be busy wrestling with patients. Moreover, this period before Spring’s Beginning is when more patients co.
‘The cold has eased, and the weather is good, so it’s the ti when novice martial artists fight recklessly outside.’
Unlike winter, it’s good for hunting so there’s no worry about starving, the wind is calm so it’s good for boat rides, and it’s even better for martial arts competitions.
There’s no better season for outings.
And all those injured novice martial artists gather at the White Dragon dical Pavilion for a general eting.
Thanks to this, the dical Pavilion mbers are dying trying to take care of the injured patients.
Among them, the Acupuncture Hall is being ground down the most.
“Grandmother. Since you’re here, let’s get you fully treated before you go.”
“No need. It’ll heal quickly if left alone.”
“Co on, we made a promise. I listened to your stubbornness, so you listen to mine.”
Jin Cheon-hee, seeing no other way, finally brought out his ultimate technique of aegyo.
The smile of a young master-like boy was enough to sway the grandmother’s heart.
“That rascal is so cute and handso. Alright. I give up, I give up.”
“Thank you!”
“What are you thanking for? I should be thanking you. Oh my, you’re so gentle…”
The grandmother clicked her tongue and then took out so prepared sweets from her bundle.
It was flower dough fried in malt syrup, and just looking at it gave off a strong sweet scent.
‘Grandmother, you prepared sothing that takes a lot of effort.’
Jin Cheon-hee put the sweet the grandmother handed him into his mouth.
“Hehehe.”
When he laughed like a child, the grandmother’s wrinkled cheeks moved as if rembering her grandson.
“What’s your na?”
“Jin Cheon-hee.”
“A person shouldn’t be that nice, you know?”
The grandmother showed her knees.
Jin Cheon-hee was shocked for a long ti when he saw her knees.
“Grandmother, didn’t it hurt?”
It was terrible.
It looked so painful that an ordinary person would have cried loudly and gone back down after falling just once.
“How long did it take you to co up?”
“Don’t know.”
‘This is serious. I wonder if her knee cartilage is okay.’
Jin Cheon-hee carefully examined the grandmother’s knees to see if there was any damage to the bones.
Fortunately, her knees were more intact than those of an ordinary person.
‘That’s strange. She fell so badly, yet her cartilage is fine.’
It was strange but a good thing. He only needed to treat the torn wound.
Since it hadn’t started oozing or festering yet, simple treatnt was sufficient.
Jin Cheon-hee took a needle and pressed acupoints to attempt anesthesia.
Jin Cheon-hee had now gained enough skill to boast about being a physician of the martial world wherever he went.
If soone knew that he had gained such skills in less than a year since coming to this world, they would be astonished.
“Grandmother, does it hurt?”
“How strange. I can’t feel anything.”
Good. Jin Cheon-hee sprayed dicinal alcohol on the wound to disinfect it.
Next, what Jin Cheon-hee took out was not suture thread, but adhesive glue.
‘After using suture thread in Wang Gak-yeon’s surgery, it beca famous. But there’s no need to use it now.’
Suture thread.
At first, Jin Cheon-hee thought he might have to use natural suture thread made from cow or sheep intestines, as ancient humans did in BC. However, because the main component is part of animal internal organs, there was no way to prevent infection or internal inflammatory reactions.
‘A substance that is harmless to the human body, maintains 60-80% tensile strength inside the body, and dissolves on its own when the ti cos.’
Yoo Ho accomplished that.
It was a spirit pill.
Spirit pills could be said to be a form of qi in the form of a substance. They exist in the form of dicine and then turn into qi as they are absorbed into the body.
He had dical Pavilion mbers use the Five Elents Divine Energy of tal to weave it into thread.
This was sothing even Jin Cheon-hee hadn’t thought of.
‘And the surgery costs skyrocketed.’
The first thing woven was monofilant, a single thick thread.
It has a smooth surface and low tissue reactivity, so side effects are minimal, but stability is low. It’s also called single thread.
Jin Cheon-hee improved this into multifilant.
Multifilant refers to braiding several thin threads into one thread.
It’s strong enough to be used as fishing line, but because bacteria can easily get between the filants, it’s less hygienic than monofilant. Moreover, it requires a lot of skill to braid several layers of thread so thin it’s invisible to the eye.
It’s called composite thread.
While it took one dical Pavilion mber to weave monofilant, it took six dical Pavilion mbers to improve it to multifilant.
‘But what we needed was multifilant. We couldn’t be sure how long the tensile strength would last, and we had to suture inflad tissue.’
Yoo Ho said that depending on which spirit pill is used as material, the price varies greatly, but even the cheapest one, when made into suture thread, is more expensive than weaving thread out of gold.
“Aren’t you going to stitch it up? I heard the White Dragon dical Pavilion is good at that?”
Perhaps she heard from her grandson? She knows quite well.
This suture thread made in this way is saving many lives even at this mont. But because of this crazy manufacturing process, it can’t be used indiscriminately.
“Are you going to do martial arts outside?”
“How could I do that?”
“Then this much is fine without doing that.”
dical costs in this world are expensive.
Moreover, if it’s a dical branch not affiliated with the White Dragon dical Pavilion, they might not even be able to touch it because they don’t know how to undo the sutures, or there’s a high possibility that quacks might step up to do it.
Surprisingly, in this world, unverified unlicensed doctors run rampant. It’s a side effect of dical skills being passed down through unofficial lineages.
Although the harm has been reduced to so extent since the establishnt of dical Pavilions, there were an incredible number of quack doctors at a level incomprehensible in modern Korea.
This is because a system where the state checks the quality of education, conducts exams, issues licenses, and regulates has not yet been established.
In fact, even patients have no way to verify whether a dicine is effective or not.
On the other hand, fortunately, at this level, adhesive glue was sufficient to attach the flesh, and it would naturally fall off by the ti the flesh healed.
Above all, it saves money because there’s no need to visit the dical branch again.
“Grandmother. But once this is applied, you shouldn’t move much for a while.”
The problem was that the wound was right below the knee.
The wound was stamped horizontally in a stair-like shape.
“Is it okay to move a little?”
Jin Cheon-hee fell into thought.
This dical adhesive glue was invented based on Jin Cheon-hee’s opinion.
Sothing was needed that could partially replace suture thread for such external injuries.
After repeated improvents, sothing usable was finally created, and thanks to the special herbs from the Sichuan Tang family, it had quite good adhesive strength.
Unless it was right on the knee, he thought this position should be fine.
‘Actually, the best would be for the grandson to co and undo the sutures.’
But if he forgets completely like this ti because he’s busy, the grandmother’s feelings would probably be very hurt.
As always, things in the world don’t go as planned.
Jin Cheon-hee exercised adult wisdom.
“Hmm, after you et your grandson, I’ll carry you down the stairs when you leave. And no more climbing the dical Pavilion stairs until you’re fully healed, okay? Promise . Don’t walk for at least a day or two.”
“Alright.”
Jin Cheon-hee deliberately extracted the grandmother’s promise in an indifferent voice and then lightly began the treatnt.
Next, he skillfully started dressing the wound using bandages and gauze.
The grandmother silently stared at what Jin Cheon-hee was doing.
Until just a mont ago, she had the face of an ordinary grandmother. But now her eyes were shining with a mysterious light.
Completely unaware of this, Jin Cheon-hee continued the treatnt with care.
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