I Reincarnated as a Legendary Surgeon Chapter 3

Episode 3. Younger brothers (1)

The painter walked toward the house with despondent steps along with Wang Sam.

The cries of the people who died in front of his eyes and their families were echoing in his mind.

‘ha-. To a bandit, to a murder, what is this? Is it primitive? driving crazy. It seems like my head has turned to mush.’

In fact, it’s not enough to belittle it as a primitive era, but Han Jin-soo felt that way.

In particular, it was no exaggeration to say that so of the dical knowledge in the painter’s head was at a primitive level compared to the modern dicine he had learned.

‘Is it the acupuncture used by those who call it Qil that has been verified in modern dicine? The food is only at the level of distinguishing poisonous mushrooms, and the sheep’s clothing is at the level of slitting boils, applying plaster, and barely fixing broken limbs. golden drug? What is this? Let’s be crude…..’

The shroud is at the level of mating cows and horses, and the shaman is nothing more than a shaman.

How amazing the dical books read by the painter, who looked young, beca a asure of the level of dicine here.

Han Jin-soo let out a sigh.

“Bocchan, what are you sighing for so long?”

Wang Sam, who was examining the painter’s expression, spoke cautiously.

“I keep thinking of people killed by bandits.”

“Haa~ Bandits to kill. It is fortunate that the young master was not injured.”

The fireman did not dare to say that the young master had died and that another soul had co and resurrected.

“Now that the soldiers have been dispatched, the bandits will be wiped out, right?”

“Majeoksan Mountain is not easily wiped out because the mountain is steep.”

“Even though the soldiers were dispatched?”

“Will the soldiers risk their lives fighting the bandits? You’re just pretending to fight. And rumor has it that bandits regularly bribe the prefecture.”

“A brain bribe?”

“Is there anyone who is a manager these days and doesn’t take bribes? It must be the sa for the current rank.”

“But you still take bribes even from bandits?”

“No one has ever seen anyone take a bribe. It’s just that it’s so lukewarm that everyone thinks that way. It is said that there are people on the street who have seen people openly receiving it.”

“Huh-!”

‘What a rotten world…’

The fireman sighed with an absurd expression, then smiled bitterly, recalling that even in modern tis there were prosecutors who took bribes from gangsters and provided convenience.

‘Well, here or there….. Fifty steps or one hundred steps. It sucks.’

After the painter sighed and closed his mouth, Wang San could not speak any more.

As the painter walked toward the house, he continued to search for the body’s mories.

The era in which Hwabu is currently living was the 6th year of Huipyeong, the second era of Emperor Yeongje of the Late Later Han Dynasty, when the era na would change to Gwanghwa next year.

After the 7th year of Gwanghwa, the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out in earnest in the first year of using the era na of Zhongping. .

The three Zhongrangjangs were respectively No Sik and Hwang Bo-sung, Joo Chong summoned Son Gyeon to serve as a left-handed sama, Hwang Bo-sung summoned Cao Cao to pray for him, and Lu Shik summoned Yuan Shao to serve as a central military commander to suppress the rebellion of the Yellow Turbans.

‘omg! So 7 years later, the Yellow Turban Rebellion will happen? Then… Dong Zhuo will soon take over the imperial palace… Damn! It’s the Three Kingdoms period.’

The fireman’s eyes widened.

In this era, I read it even when I was young, and I read it again in my spare ti when I was a military surgeon three years ago, so I roughly knew the flow of history.

‘Damn, that ans crazy tis are coming soon. It has nowhere to bounce at all. Are there any places in China where there is no war? You crazy bastard angel. What the hell did I have in mind that brought back to this crazy age?’

The painter glared at the sky with lifeless eyes.

* * *

“Whew-. We are all here now.”

The fireman, who had been gazing at the sky the entire ti he was coming and bathing inside, finally looked down and looked at his house.

Compared to the houses of common people, it is rather large, but compared to other noble families in Chohyeon, it is a shabby house.

Since his grandfather and father were unable to serve in the governnt for two generations, the number of households has decreased, and now there are only ten servants.

‘Co to think of it, I have two older brothers. Did your grandparents as well as your father die early and your mother got sick? You’ve been complaining of abdominal pain for several months already?’

The reason why the painter suddenly neglected the scriptures and focused on reading dical books while studying abroad was after hearing that his mother was ill.

‘The 21-year-old older brother’s na is Hwa-bok, and the 18-year-old younger brother is a flower pot. Actually I am 31 years old. I’m too young to be called an older brother… What can I do to live with this body?’

The fireman let out a sigh as if the ground would disappear again.

“I think you should take a bath before going to see the young lady.”

At Wang Sam’s words, the painter realized that his appearance was a ss and nodded.

“Oh, I see. I will go to the back of the well and wash, so please bring so clothes.”

“yes.”

The painter went to the backyard, took off his clothes, and smiled bitterly at the gray liquid in the small barrel.

The gray liquid was the soap of this era, made by mixing lye with vegetable oil, female fox juice, and mung bean powder.

‘Do you wash with this?’

In fact, even making it like this belonged to the high class.

Usually, it’s just washing in lye or plain water at all.

The painter poured water from a jar with a gourd, poured it over his head, and rubbed it with a gray liquid.

Still, it foad weakly as if it had been soaped.

‘Still, it’s washed quite a bit.’

After taking a bath and changing clothes, I went to the main house where my mother was lying.

“Wonhwa.”

I was on my way to the main house, but my older brother, Hwa-bok, ca out of the main house, found the painter and hurriedly approached.

The painter hurriedly replied, rembering that his childhood na was Wonhwa.

“Tongue brother.”

“I heard from Wang Sam-i that he t a bandit while passing Maseok Mountain. Are you feeling well?”

“Yes, fortunately I wasn’t hurt.”

“Whew, I’m glad. My heart sank the mont I heard that you had t a bandit.”

Hwa-bok felt that his older brother’s hand, which was examining his body, was sohow unfamiliar, so he pushed it away and turned his head.

“How is your mother?”

“Mom, it always is. Just a little while ago, he drank a few spoonfuls of rice wine and fell asleep.”

“is it so. Then I’ll see you when you wake up tomorrow.”

If he was the original fireman, even if his mother was asleep, he had to visit her.

However, since the original version was Han Jin-soo, who was a doctor, I thought of the patient’s position first and the words ca out.

“I will see you tomorrow?”

In an instant, Hwabok’s expression hardened.

Suddenly.

Only then did the painter realize what he had done wrong.

‘Oh, I am the son. A son who ca back after studying abroad for quite a while.’

So, the painter answered as politely and politely as possible.

“Brother, I, too, want to go in right away and see my mother. But if you have just fallen asleep, how can you go in and commit the unfilial act of waking up to satisfy my greed?”

“hmm-. Indeed, it is. My mother fell asleep hard enough for two hours today, so waking her up might not be filial. You must have read a lot of scriptures in Xuzhou, so you are more considerate than I am.”

“…..”

“Yes, yes. You are right. How tired you must be, since you t bandits on the way. I’m curious about your study abroad life, but let’s talk about it later. Go ahead and eat and rest.”

“Your brother. see you tommorow.”

The fireman turned around and put on an embarrassed expression.

‘It’s a family… It’s hard to adapt to this.’

As my older brother said, I was very tired right now, perhaps because I was relaxed.

After barely having dinner with a few herbs and multigrain rice, the painter went into his room and lay down on the bed.

“ha-. It’s really eventful. I’m really at a loss as to how to live in the future. I don’t know, let’s go to sleep first!”

I felt stuffy as if a large stone had been placed on my chest, but my eyelids kept closing and I couldn’t think for long.

The painter fell into a deep sleep within five minutes of lying down.

belt ring.

He fell asleep, but at dawn, the sa sound he had heard before the resurrection resounded in his head.

-After treatnt of internal and external damage, including all existing diseases, the function of the body was optimized.

[Resurrection completed.]

Toss and turn.

The only reaction the painter showed to the sound echoing in his head was to lie on his side.

* * *

“Haam~. I slept well.”

The mont I turned on the stretch, a loud crunching sound rang out from my body.

‘It’s the first ti I’ve felt so refreshed. Is it because the air is clean?’

Unlike modern tis, the fireman got up from his seat, breathing deep into his lungs, which were completely unpolluted.

Perhaps because he was refreshed, his body seed light.

‘Is this really the body of a teenager? This is really refreshing.’

Hwabok twisted her body, bent her waist forward, and bent her back.

Her twisted waist twisted like a twist, and when she bent down, her palms touched the floor so easily. And when I bent backwards, I was able to experience the unfamiliar experience of the back of my head touching my calf.

When he was 31 years old, Han Jin-soo, it was unimaginable flexibility.

“How flexible are you? Was it like this yesterday? I don’t think it was like this…”

When I ripped my leg, it was torn like a taekwondo player, and I could reach back and touch every part of my back.

‘Wow, can I beco a yoga instructor at all?’

Tracing my mory, I found that while I was studying abroad in Xuzhou, I read, shot an arrow, and practiced basic martial arts, which was essential for all the nobility in this era, but there was no such thing as Taoist gymnastics or yoga.

‘It seems that the range of motion of the joint is twice that of an ordinary person, but does this happen without training?’

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t figure out why my body suddenly beca flexible.

‘What’s good about being flexible?’

The fireman’s head was complicated, so he let go of such trivial matters.

After a while, I had breakfast with my two older brothers.

Even though he was a nobleman, as if to prove that he had gained a lot of weight, breakfast was just the sa multigrain rice and a few vegetables as yesterday’s dinner.

‘This is all grass. It’s who will grow up for a long ti…. Eating only grass like this made my body so skinny. By the way, did you say that the second brother was a flower pot? How did that person get so tough?’

The eldest brother was dwarfed in the style of a classical scholar, and the younger brother, on the contrary, was the size of a bear and had calluses on his hands.

As he was about to eat, the little brother’s flower pot stopped chopping and opened his mouth to the fireman.

“Wonhwa, did you et a bandit yesterday?”

“yes. Fortunately, he escaped early and was not hurt.”

“It is important to read books for governnt service, but it is a cruel world. Shouldn’t you also take care of yourself? From my point of view, you should also learn so martial arts.”

“Yes, even if you don’t, I plan to train my body a little from today.”

“Oh really?”

At that mont, the two older brothers widened their eyes as if slightly surprised.

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