Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 32

‘Ugh…’

The Phantom Archer widened his eyes at the sight before him but gritted his teeth.

He could see his daughter’s body, lying on her side, being split open.

At that horrific sight, he wanted to stop this immediately, but he endured with superhuman patience.

Crunch-

Blood flows between his teeth. But no one paid attention to him.

He could see the little boy, said to be Divine Doctor Baek Rin’s disciple, skillfully separating subcutaneous tissue, muscle, and fat, and looking inside.

Divine Doctor Baek Rin assisted in the incision process. It was such a clean incision line that it would impress even a martial artist, but nothing registered in the Phantom Archer’s mind.

That was only for a moment.

That was all he could do now.

***

Two medical pavilion doctors each fixed the surgical site with iron rods.

In such abdominal surgeries, the skin can reattach during the operation, so it needs to be held open until the surgery is finished.

Zhuge Rin stood opposite Jin Cheon-hee, watching and helping with what Jin Cheon-hee was doing. Jin Cheon-hee was the lead surgeon, but Zhuge Rin was assisting.

While moving according to Jin Cheon-hee’s instructions, he was also adjusting the battle formation to continuously send true qi to the patient.

This is a secret technique used by all sects that can be considered to have considerable power.

Qi enhances medicinal effects and breathes life into patients.

Therefore, the skill of handling qi is also considered very important in treating patients.

This didn’t exist in 21st century Korea where Jin Cheon-hee had lived.

The Three Great Medical Pavilions of the world could be said to be the best in using qi to treat patients like this.

Especially Zhuge Rin, as the last survivor of the Zhuge family and renowned as a genius in the world.

The Medical Life Formation he created through the secret techniques of the Zhuge family, masters of mechanical battle formations, was acknowledged even by other medical pavilions.

It was an intersecting formation that could accept others’ inner power and hold onto the patient’s vitality.

And at the end of such a formation, several people were gathered.

The one sending the most true qi to the patient was the father, the Phantom Archer.

His power is supplied to his daughter, the patient, through the formation.

But as it might not be enough, the medical pavilion doctors are also contributing their true qi.

While doing so, they watched every movement of Jin Cheon-hee’s hands without missing anything.

Before the surgery, Zhuge Rin had told everyone in the medical pavilion:

-Don’t miss a single thing. Today, not I, but that child is the master, so you must watch everything.

The medical pavilion members seemed half in doubt, but they nodded.

And now.

Jin Cheon-hee’s hands, having started the thoracotomy, were moving quickly.

If you hold a sword for a long time, you naturally find the most efficient line, and that becomes a sword technique.

The boy’s hands were like that too.

They were the hands of someone who had done this hundreds of times.

It was bizarre.

Wasn’t he just a young child who hadn’t lived long?

They wondered if he was a master who had returned to youth, but they had checked several times and that couldn’t be the case.

Jin Cheon-hee placed his fingers on the organs.

In surgery, palpation is good if possible, as well as visibility.

“The tissue has already deteriorated more than I thought.”

The child makes a diagnosis and continues. He cuts out and removes the necrotic parts due to intestinal rupture, and connects the healthy parts.

The sight of the body’s organs being sewn and connected like fabric was chilling.

They had never seen such medical techniques before.

It was beyond bizarre, even awe-inspiring.

‘Divine technique…’

Zhuge Rin marveled. At the same time, he was surprised. Where did he learn such medical skills?

‘Knowledge from outside the world. No. Knowledge from beyond the heavens?’

Zhuge Rin knew well that the world was vast. The name of the empire that rules this land people call the Central Plains is Hua.

This country, called the Hua Empire or Great Hua Empire, has ruled the continent for a long time.

This empire, so vast that dialects have developed in each region, uses the same writing system everywhere.

Due to the writing system and history, the imperial people believed that the continent they lived on was the center and entirety of the world.

He had even dabbled in Western knowledge in an attempt to treat the Nine Yin Meridian Obstruction, considered a punishment from heaven.

‘Hohoho. I’ve gained a remarkable disciple in my old age.’

Zhuge Rin smiled, seeing that his disciple’s skills had already reached a realm.

“Master. Please press here.”

At Jin Cheon-hee’s words, Zhuge Rin pressed the internal tissue with something like forceps.

“Yoo Ho.”

Yoo Ho silently extends his hand. As Yoo Ho’s hand approached above the affected area, blood, body fluids, and waste were sucked into Yoo Ho’s hand as if by magic.

A skill he had already seen at the Cloud-Dragon Escort Agency branch!

So Jin Cheon-hee said with a calm expression unlike before:

“Everyone, please concentrate.”

And the surgery continues.

***

The most difficult mountain has been crossed.

Now only the suturing remains.

‘How on earth is the patient still alive in this state? Qi is really the best. It’s amazing.’

Jin Cheon-hee inwardly marveled like this, but moved his hands without changing his expression at all.

‘And what about that empty absorption? It’s not like it’s a vacuum cleaner, but it sticks like a magnet.’

When performing surgery, you naturally see blood, various body fluids, and waste.

If these are left as is, the surgery cannot proceed.

Not only is visibility not secured, but it’s also a big hygiene problem.

But now that blood was being sucked into Yoo Ho’s hand standing beside.

The sight of blood being sucked in, defying gravity, was like a movie special effect.

This was the second time seeing it after the Cloud-Dragon Escort Agency branch, but it was still amazing.

Jin Cheon-hee explained much more easily and in detail than that time, and as a result, now, the surgery was progressing unbelievably well.

Then, a medical pavilion doctor checking the vitals said:

“The blood pressure is dropping, young master.”

“What?”

By now, even if the true qi was somewhat lacking, it should have been able to continue somehow.

Jin Cheon-hee turned to look at the Phantom Archer. The Phantom Archer’s expression, with eyes closed, was pale. It seemed even his primal true qi was starting to reach its limit.

‘The pulse is dropping now? If it’s related to continuous bleeding… Wait. If so, this is…’

“The blood…”

With an urgent expression, Jin Cheon-hee inserted his hand towards the spleen.

‘Damn it! As I thought…’

“Young master, what on earth are you doing?”

To Yoo Ho’s question, Jin Cheon-hee said:

“There’s a splenic rupture.”

It was a place that’s hardly visible during surgery, hidden by subcutaneous fat and muscle. Confirmation of the spleen was delayed due to focusing on the liver.

To think it was ruptured even here!

‘Hahaha, how on earth are you still alive, patient?’

Has that luck run out now?

Zhuge Rin answered:

“There’s no time.”

Jin Cheon-hee asked:

“How long can we hold out?”

The Phantom Archer spoke with difficulty:

“One… one quarter hour…”

The liver regenerates.

Even if it doesn’t recover to its previous function, it was somehow possible if one lived carefully without drinking alcohol for life.

The spleen is the body’s largest lymphoid organ.

Without the spleen, immunity is greatly reduced. It means the ability to fight off bacteria entering from outside is greatly weakened.

Even if removed, one could live.

Could live.

But in an era without antibiotics, no matter how much one tries to endure with qigong, a life of martial arts adventures as the patient desires would be impossible for life.

Disease infections due to lowered immunity would follow.

Inevitably, one would have to live in a safe place for life, worrying about health.

In the end, it means the goal she had longed for all her life would disappear forever with this surgery.

She would have to live her whole life resting and recuperating at home.

‘She’ll have to live a life where she can’t even eat freely, let alone anything else.’

He turned his head to ask the guardian, the Phantom Archer, but a stream of fresh blood was flowing from his mouth.

The Phantom Archer was also crossing a dangerous bridge to save his child’s life. If made to speak in this situation, the Phantom Archer’s life would also be in danger.

In the end, in this situation, only the judgment of the lead surgeon remains.

‘Why burden me with such a weight…’

A child’s life, her future, weighed down on Jin Cheon-hee’s shoulders.

‘The extent of the damage is the problem.’

To cut or to save.

There wasn’t even time to hesitate.

The crossroads approached.

***

“Hee-ya. You don’t need to shoulder everything alone.”

Zhuge Rin spoke in a warm voice to the hesitating Jin Cheon-hee.

“Although I’m inadequate, as long as I have the title of ‘Medical Immortal’, I think I can be of some help.”

Saying that, he accurately found where the bleeding was and its condition.

“With this level of injury, we won’t need to resect.”

“Is it possible?”

Master nodded and then said:

“Take a good look later. I’ll teach you how to do to people what you did to the tree.”

With that, Master didn’t say anything more.

His needle pressed deeply into the patient’s side.

Puck!

As inner power entered, Master’s expression became very pale.

At the same time, Yoo Ho said:

“The pulse is returning.”

‘Wow…?’

Even if the laceration site was small and in a good location, he blocked it without surgical methods.

It was shocking.

The best doctor in the martial arts world. That reputation wasn’t for nothing, it seems.

‘Okay. Then what I need to do is…’

Jin Cheon-hee’s hands moved quickly. He had to finish the surgery as fast as possible.

A quarter hour passed. The Phantom Archer coughed up blood and collapsed. But he didn’t let go of his hand.

The Phantom Archer’s hair started turning white as if he was squeezing out even his innate true qi.

But no one could spare a glance at the collapsed Phantom Archer.

From now on, what maintains the operating room is Zhuge Rin’s true qi and battle formation.

While circulating that, he continued the treatment, assisting Jin Cheon-hee.

And… finally.

Jin Cheon-hee’s final suture made a knot.

“Master, please withdraw your inner power.”

Now we need to check if the patient can breathe on her own.

If vitals can’t be maintained without true qi, this patient is essentially no different from dead.

Inner power can’t last forever, and there was no one left in this medical pavilion who could add more inner power.

Master withdrew the battle formation.

Jin Cheon-hee felt the flow of air change.

All the medical pavilion members stopped what they were doing at once and looked at the patient.

The child’s small body is pale.

One medical pavilion member reached out to the child’s neck to check the pulse.

“The pulse is being maintained normally.”

“It worked!”

At the medical pavilion member’s words, Jin Cheon-hee sighed and sat down.

‘How many hours did we do this?’

The collapsed Phantom Archer was rolling on the floor.

Only then did the medical pavilion members check on the Phantom Archer.

“This one is fine too.”

That’s a relief.

The tired expressions of the medical pavilion members brightened.

What Jin Cheon-hee did was a divine technique they had never seen before.

Even watching from the side, it was hard to believe. It felt like their eyes were being opened.

Master took his hand off and said:

“That’s fortunate.”

“I’m the one who’s grateful, Master.”

“No. Someday, you’ll treat me like that.”

But Jin Cheon-hee was still a chick for that.

Without Master, he couldn’t maintain the battle formation or send true qi to maintain life.

At that moment, something large fell on top of Jin Cheon-hee.