The magistrate, who had entered his room, took out a few books from the bookshelf. Then a small door appeared inside. He opened the door with a key and pulled the ring inside.
Grrr-ung.
With the sound of a heavy stone being dragged, one side of the wall split open. And a dazzling scenery revealed itself. Glittering gold, brilliantly shining jewels. All kinds of treasures were full inside.
The magistrate's expression, who was looking at it, was also full of laughter. This place was always just enjoyable to see. No matter how bad he felt, he always felt better after coming in here. The magistrate walked inside to get the fruit of the thousand-year-old flower spirit grass.
"Huh?"
The magistrate was flustered.
"It was definitely here..."
He had placed it in this spot. Right next to his cherished jade Buddha statue. But it had disappeared without a trace.
The magistrate hurriedly bent down and looked underneath. It was because he thought it might have rolled down. But there was not a speck of dust underneath.
"What happened?"
The color drained from the magistrate's face. The pale-faced magistrate was at a loss and flustered.
"When was the last ti I checked?"
It was yesterday. He had checked for the last ti before going to sleep yesterday and had gone to the bedroom. He had also checked it himself.
"Did I take it out? No. I definitely just checked that it was here and ca out."
What kind of ghost is playing tricks? Where did the spiritual dicine that was placed here disappear to? The magistrate ca out like a person who had lost his mind.
"Magistrate. Are you unwell sowhere?"
When the magistrate, who had co out of his room, staggered, a servant supported him and asked.
"It's a big problem. What am I going to do about this?"
"What's the matter? Shall I call a physician?"
"A physician? Yes. For now, let's go to where the physicians are."
The magistrate entered his mother's room, where Mok Wigun and Pyon Juksu were waiting.
"What's the matter?"
Pyon Juksu asked. It was because the magistrate had co in with a pale face and was just groaning without being able to say anything.
"That's..."
The magistrate couldn't easily bring himself to speak. Mok Wigun and Pyon Juksu acted calmly, even though they knew what the situation was.
"Your face is pale, so you seem to be unwell sowhere. Shall I check your pulse?"
When Pyon Juksu said that and was about to approach, the magistrate hurriedly waved his hand.
"No. That's not it..."
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
The old lady, who thought her son was too different from usual. When she asked, the magistrate barely opened his mouth.
"Mother. It's a big problem. The fruit of the thousand-year-old flower spirit grass..."
The magistrate couldn't finish his sentence. But the people inside could all guess what the situation was.
"What happened? Did it disappear? Or did another problem arise?"
When the old lady spoke, the magistrate answered with a tearful voice.
"It's gone. I checked yesterday, but when I looked now, it had disappeared without a trace."
"Oh dear..."
The old lady also knew about the secret space. It was not a place that could be easily robbed.
"Do you know who stole it?"
"There are no traces at all."
The magistrate asked Mok Wigun and Pyon Juksu.
"What will happen if there is no fruit?"
"Hmm... Since the cold energy has been slightly cracked, the crack will get bigger as ti passes, and it will soon break."
"If it breaks? Then what will happen?"
"The patient's body will rapidly worsen."
The magistrate hung his head low. He raised his head and asked with a desperate gaze.
"What am I going to do about this? Isn't there any way? If we solidify it again or..."
"It's difficult to make a crack in the cold energy, but it's much more difficult to reattach it."
The magistrate regretted it. It would have been fine if he had just let things flow without being greedy.
Then the treatnt would not have been delayed. It was because he had insisted on leaving it to the Divine Physician Valley that the treatnt had been delayed like this. And in the anti, the spiritual dicine had disappeared.
"How long can we delay it?"
"Well. Two days? Three days?"
Pyon Juksu and Mok Wigun talked with serious faces. The more they did, the more the magistrate's heart burned.
"Since we've done the preparatory work, we have to do the treatnt quickly."
The magistrate held his head and agonized. But the magistrate suddenly clapped his hands and shouted.
"Child ginseng. Yes, if we ask them to bring the child ginseng... isn't that right? The child ginseng can also be used for treatnt, right?"
Pyon Juksu nodded his head.
"Of course. The child ginseng is also possible."
"We just have to bring it within three days."
Mok Wigun added. At that, the magistrate had an expression of having lost the world.
"Three days? They said it would take a month..."
He had heard it when he was talking with Yuk Samcheon. That it would take about a month.
"My child. Don't be so distressed. Life and death are determined by heaven. It seems my ti has co."
The old lady was rather unshaken. It's not an easy thing to be so calm in the face of death. Mok Wigun thought the old lady was a really amazing person.
"Mother. I'm sorry. It's my fault..."
The magistrate couldn't continue his words. The head maid was also so shocked that her lips had no color. Mok Wigun had originally planned to make him more anxious. But the people were too pitiful. Even if the magistrate was like that, the old lady and the other people were not guilty.
"Oh dear. Is this fate?"
At Mok Wigun's words, everyone looked at him.
"I have sothing to talk about for a mont. I think there's a way to treat the patient."
"No, is that really true?"
The magistrate shouted. It was the first ti he had heard the magistrate raise his voice so loudly.
"That's right. For now, please calm down."
Mok Wigun cald the atmosphere a little and then said.
"Actually, I didn't say it, but I also obtained the inner core of the thousand-year-old fire carp through a fortunate encounter at the Fla Pond."
"Oh. Even the inner core of the thousand-year-old fire carp."
Mok Wigun continued with a serious expression.
"This had another use, but seeing that things have turned out this way, I think it's heaven's will to save a person's life."
"Ah... thank you."
The magistrate grabbed Mok Wigun's hand.
"I will compensate you enough. I will pay whatever it is, so please do the treatnt."
At the magistrate's request, Mok Wigun pulled his hand away and said.
"Let's talk about that problem after the treatnt. Now is the ti to focus on the treatnt."
After saying that, he said he would go to the manor and bring the inner core of the thousand-year-old fire carp. And after a while, when Mok Wigun entered the room again, he was holding a small wooden box.
"Now we have to do the treatnt, so those who are not related, please leave."
The magistrate said, 'Please do well,' and then went outside. At that sight, Mok Wigun felt a little bitter. It was because he thought this was what a relationship between blood relatives was like.
After his soul had changed and he had lived as a mber of the Mok family, had he ever felt this way? Not once. But now was not the ti to be caught up in such thoughts. He soon shook off his idle thoughts and prepared for the treatnt.
"I looked into it a little, and they say there's a problem with the assets."
The old lady suddenly said.
"It's a separate matter from the treatnt. You have to be quiet because we need to concentrate."
"Oh? Alright."
Mok Wigun looked at Pyon Juksu.
- Are you ready?
- Of course. How long have I been waiting for this day?
It's a task that requires more concentration for a longer ti than the preparatory work yesterday. It's also more tiring. For today, while Pyon Juksu was bringing the fruit, Mok Wigun had filled his blood vessels with internal energy.
He has to induce the energy of the spiritual dicine and lt the cold energy. Guiding and controlling the energy is not the end. He has to protect the patient's body from the shock that occurs when the yang energy and the cold energy collide.
So it's a task that requires very delicate control and quick response. And he has to maintain his concentration for that long ti.
- I'm starting.
Mok Wigun opened the wooden box and put it in the old lady's mouth. And so, the old lady's treatnt began.
* * *
The treatnt of Pyon Juksu and Mok Wigun was perfection itself. A fantastic breathing. The head maid, who had watched all of it, said to the people.
"I watched the two of them treat the madam from the side, and I was so moved that I cried without realizing it. It was as if two immortals had co down from heaven and were treating her with all their heart."
And the next day, when Mok Wigun and Pyon Juksu went to the old lady's room again, the old lady greeted the two of them with a face full of color.
"Haha. Welco. I don't know how long it's been since my mother was so comfortable."
The magistrate spoke with a bright smile.
"Is there anywhere you're uncomfortable?"
"Not at all. I feel like a sack of rice has been lifted from my body. My body is so light."
Just by looking, you could clearly feel that the old lady had gotten better. Her face was also bright, and her movents were light. Unlike when she had been lying in bed all the ti, she was now walking naturally.
"You still have to be careful. Especially, it's not good to be exposed to cold wind, so please be careful."
"Alright. I'll do as the two physicians say."
Mok Wigun examined the old lady. As expected, everything was cleanly treated, and there was nothing that could be a problem.
"Then shall we talk for a mont?"
The magistrate said slyly. It was to talk about the price of the inner core of the thousand-year-old fire carp that was used yesterday. At those words, Mok Wigun stood up from his seat, and in the anti, Pyon Juksu decided to check the old lady's condition and record it.
The magistrate, who had moved, spoke right away.
"How much do you want?"
"Can I say sothing else instead of money?"
"You want sothing else besides money? Let's hear it. You saved my mother's life, so what can't I do for you?"
The magistrate didn't care what it was. He was also thinking of granting it if it wasn't an unreasonable request.
In fact, yesterday's incident was sothing that made him break out in a cold sweat just thinking about it. It was a terrible thing that could have caused his mother to be in trouble. Besides, if his mother was in trouble, the responsibility would fall on him. Then he would be completely at odds with the general's residence, and he would lose his power.
It was a mont when he could have lost everything, and a lifeline had co down from heaven. So he could grant most things.
"You must know what happened at the Fla Pond a few days ago."
"Ahem. I've heard. They say many martial artists died."
It was an incident that had also caused great damage to the magistrate. He couldn't not know.
"It seems there are a lot of words about that incident these days. It seems there are also people who are trying to belittle what we have done."
He also knows that. Especially the Huashan Sect is doing that, and the Baek family is also in a mood to agree.
"So I'd like you to investigate what happened there."
At first, the magistrate tilted his head. He wondered if he was asking for such a thing instead of the inner core of the thousand-year-old fire carp. But the more he thought about it, the more he realized that this was not a simple matter.
"To reveal the facts that happened there."
The magistrate thought for a mont and then answered.
"Can I think about it for a mont?"
"I'd like to hear the answer now if possible."
Mok Wigun refused.
(End of Chapter)
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