Episode 81. Sangsang Pregnancy (1)
“Are you saying that our original painting is recognized enough to be called by the prize?”
“You may think so.”
“Won-hwa hasn’t even taken dical school yet…”
“I do, but… Actually, dical school isn’t that important to Hwa.”
“is that so? This is so…”
The mother pondered for a while, then suddenly woke up from her thoughts.
“Boo.”
The na to call the son was changed from a given na to a given na. To be called by one’s first na by one’s parents ant that one would now be recognized as an independent adult.
“Your mother.”
“Go out quickly, get the edict from the priest, go to the priest and heal the sick.”
“yes! Ah yes. All right.”
“And try to apply for the dical examination held in the prefecture in the spring.”
“yes.”
The painter looked at his mother and let out a short sigh.
Mother was talking calmly, but clearly a little excited. The problem is the purpose of this call, and if Sang sends a ssenger to this distant Chohyeon to call, it should be regarded as a serious illness that doctors cannot cure.
The problem is that one cannot cure all diseases. The fireman was worried about it because if he couldn’t fix it after the sang called it, it could harm the family.
The fireman could not take out the horse inside and went outside to et the ssenger.
After expressing an example of receiving the king’s edict to the ssenger, he asked a hint.
“But who is sick?”
“Hyeonbi is ill.”
Hyeonbi was Go Daein’s niece, that is, Sang’s third wife.
“How are you feeling?”
“That’s… I’m not a mber of the council either, so I’m not sure how you feel.”
“Hmm, I’m going to prepare sothing if I know in advance, but it’s embarrassing.”
When the fireman put on a troubled expression, the ssenger thought for a mont before opening his mouth.
“In fact, Hyunbi had a eting not too long ago, but he keeps saying that he feels dizzy and sotis retches. Perhaps that is why I invited you.”
“If you are suffering from severe morning sickness, I will go. I guess roughly. Thank you for teaching .”
The painter made a slightly embarrassed expression because he did not go to the obstetrics and gynecology departnt during his internship.
There were 24 departnts at the university hospital, and interns can select and work in 12 of them.
Of course, a place like the ergency room is a place where interns are supposed to go around unconditionally even if they don’t want to, but the obstetrics and gynecology departnt was one of the places most male turners avoided.
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The largest prefecture in Paeguk was Yeongcheon-gun, where Sang stayed.
Since the distance from Chohyeon to Yeongcheon-gun could not be reached in a day even by riding a horse, we had to spend the night in an inn on the way.
The fireman arrived at Yeongcheon-gun at noon the next day and greeted Sang Jin-gyu and expressed his respect.
Although Sang-eun is a painter, he has already heard from the ancient people, so he welcos him without prejudice and has him go to the residence of his third wife, Hyeonbi, to examine him.
The painter, who also showed respect to Hyeonbi, made a puzzled expression when he saw the long, thin string the lady-in-waiting was holding out.
“You want to judge Hyeonbimama’s illness with this line?”
“yes.”
“I know this line, and I can’t really diagnose Hyeonbimama’s illness.”
When the painter shook his head, the lady-in-waiting made a puzzled expression. Then I heard the voice of the hyeonbi beyond my feet.
“I heard from Uncle Cho that he is a very talented doctor, but I can’t see him. what are you talking about?”
The painter opened his mouth, thinking that poets who can asure the pulse of a person far away and guess the disease through such a thread are really amazing.
“I have low dical skills, so I have to take my own pulse, ask questions, and, if necessary, even palpate it to know the exact na of the disease. I’m sorry, but I can’t find out Mama’s illness with this thread.”
“You said that your uncle was an excellent doctor, but then your skills aren’t that good?”
“Sorry to disappoint you, but… I guess so.”
“…..”
No words could be heard from beyond the feet for a while.
When she didn’t tell him to leave, the fireman just stood still and waited.
“My uncle told to go see you…”
The painter shrugged slightly as he saw her perplexed.
‘I’d rather be cursed at than to diagnose with speculation.’
“To touch my body, I have to get permission from the Sang. Do you know?”
“It would be better if you do not bother to tell your superiors and consult another doctor with better skills than .”
“I want to do the sa, but I called you because there is no improvent even after following the prescriptions of other mbers.”
“Ah yes. okay. But I can’t figure out Mama’s illness with this thread.”
“I get it. I have a request from my uncle, so I will try to put a request in my special table.”
“yes.”
The painter wanted to dissuade him from doing so, but he did not dare to say it out of his mouth.
Hyeonbi imdiately sent a request to Sang, but the answer did not co right away, probably because he was busy with work. So, the painter ca out of Bi’s residence and stayed at Yeoncheong Gaeksa, one of the guesthouses, drinking tea and reading the scriptures provided.
After drinking about three cups of tea, several people approached .
“Are you a fireman who ca to treat Hyeonbimama on the back of Gogajang?”
The tone of the other person who asked the question was full of hostility.
The painter put down the scriptures he was looking at and looked at the opponent. I could tell that all the people who ca here were doctors, just by their clothes and the sll of dicinal herbs on their bodies.
“Yes, I am a fireman. But who are you?”
“I am a virtue.”
“Are you in a hurry?”
“Yes.”
“But what are you doing with ?”
“A clinic I had never heard of ca to treat Hyeonbimama, so I ca to confirm how great she is.”
“I am not a very great person.”
“I heard from Sibi on the way ho that she said she couldn’t treat her with a chuksa?”
“yes. My dical skills were low, so I couldn’t reach that level.”
“If you’re a guy who doesn’t know fractions, I tried to play the sutra loudly, but you know fractions.”
The fireman had been in a bad mood since the first ti the other party had brought the group and talked to him. However, since the place was a place, I had been patient all the ti, but the limit was coming.
“Yes, I know my fountain well. By the way, did Congressman Kyung diagnose Hyeonbimama’s illness as Choksa?”
“Of course I did.”
“okay. What kind of disease are you?”
“Mama’s illness cannot be casually disclosed to outsiders.”
“That’s right. All right.”
“Mr. Hwabu.”
At that ti, Sibi, whom she had seen at Hyeonbi’s residence, ca to call the painter.
“yes.”
“Permission has been given, so go to Mama’s.”
“I see.”
When the painter stood up and followed the fight, Gyeong-deok followed suit.
Shibi glanced at Jingduk and the nearby lawmakers and took the lead without intervening, and the hwabu only followed her.
Those who ca with Kyeong-deok each dispersed when they reached Hyeonbi’s residence. Only Jingdeok and Hwabu entered.
“What are you doing, Senator Kyung?”
Hyeonbi over the feet found the Gyeongdeok and asked.
“The doctor Mama invited is said to be famous for her dical skills, so I ca to listen to her, so please allow it.”
“Ah, that’s right. I will allow it.”
Hyeonbi gave permission to the painter without asking his doctor.
For a mont, the painter was in a bad mood and pouted his lips, but couldn’t bear to spit it out.
“Congressman Hwa, go inside.”
“Yes Mama.”
When Sibi, who was next to her, lifted her foot, the painter bowed her head and went inside.
‘Am I pregnant as expected?’
The painter looked at Hyeonbi’s protruding belly and bowed his head deeply.
“Please take into account that my dical skills are low and the thod of treatnt may be different from those of existing clinics.”
“I have already received permission from the Sang, so don’t mind it and go through the examination in your own way.”
“yes.”
The painter held Hyeonbi’s wrist, took a pulse, opened her mouth to look at her neck, and asked about so of the symptoms of pregnancy.
“It has been more than 3 months since the Wolsa stopped, and I can’t even eat fishy food…”
The painter tilted his head inwardly as he listened to the symptoms Hyeonbi ntioned.
‘Symptoms are similar to those of pregnancy… but why is the pulse so weak?’
When treating the poor in Sochon, the painter had practiced finding out the disease through the pulse.
Confirming that the disease he guessed was correct was helped by future diagnosis thods, but after repeating such a process, he was now able to detect quite a few diseases just by taking a pulse.
She was telling the painter that her symptoms were not pregnancy.
‘The symptom is pregnancy, but Mac says it’s not pregnancy.
The fireman’s troubles were bound to be deep.
The prize of this era can be seen as a king.
There are as many as 12 other Sangs who act similarly as kings in the whole of Hohanhan, but Sang Jin-gyu is the king here anyway.
And the most important responsibility of the woman in the suit is to inherit the heir. That is, to give birth to a son.
Those who gave birth to children and those who did not had to be treated differently.
A false pregnancy was suspected, but that was the reason why it was not easily revealed.
‘Do you want to try clairvoyance once? It’s still a bit difficult… But it’s only for a short ti, so I’ll be able to endure it.’
The painter once suffered from dizziness for a long ti after using fluoroscopy to see how her mother was inside after her operation.
I really didn’t want to do it when I thought of the dizziness at that ti, but now it was an important mont.
“If I don’t eat like this, there could be sothing wrong with the baby in my stomach, right?”
After hearing Hyeonbi’s words, the painter hesitated, unable to answer right away.
“What are you doing? Hurry up and don’t answer Mama’s question.”
As the painter continued to hesitate, Kyeong-deok, who was sitting by the door, pushed forward as if he had seized the opportunity.
Annoyance flared up.
Perhaps that Congressman, Gyeong-deok, diagnosed her with gestation. The painter was about to open his mouth, but Jingdeok started talking again.
“Don’t worry about the baby in Mama’s womb. I will make a decoction that will not harm Agi-ssi and restore Mama’s energy.”
“The decoction I made last ti had no effect.”
“This ti, good dicinal materials ca from Xuzhou. You will surely recover your energy this ti.”
While Hyeonbi and Kyeongdeok were talking, the fireman gave up his hesitation and cast clairvoyance. I had a headache for a mont and my eyes were bloodshot, but fortunately I didn’t notice the change in my eyes because I had my head down.
‘Oh no Shit, it was also a psychogenic pregnancy.’
As soon as the fireman confird the facts, he cald down the history he had raised.
Peeing.
Even though I cald down, the dizziness did not go away easily.
Whoa-!
The painter took a deep breath and swallowed dry saliva.
I was dizzy after doing those things, but I could bear it.
“Mama, even though the elder of the family recomnded it, how could I have stepped into the deep and mysterious world of dicine at such a young age? Please take the decoction I am preparing this ti and produce healthy baby seeds.”
The fireman opened his mouth only then.
I was irritated so far, the courtesy of Congressman Kyung, the regret that the situation went undesirably.
“Tsk, I don’t know why a person called Poetry keeps recomnding decoctions for Mr. Agi, who doesn’t know if he only wants to take care of his stomach.”
“what!”
“What did you say?”
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