Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 37

‘Yoo Ho remained clear-headed even when seeing blood. Surgery is difficult enough to do with a clear mind, but he assisted quite well for a long time.’

Moreover, whenever Jin Cheon-hee wanted something, he would make it by the next day without fail. The more he thinks about it, the stranger Yoo Ho seems.

At that moment, he heard Yoo Ho calling.

Jin Cheon-hee finished his internal cultivation practice and got up.

***

“So. I’ve heard your story. I heard your level in the Five-Elemental Cultivation Technique has improved?”

He thought the master would talk about Phantom Archer first, but as expected, he asked about Jin Cheon-hee’s level first.

Jin Cheon-hee answered.

“Disciple, though I’m ashamed, I have reached the third level of the Five-Elemental Cultivation Technique.”

The master’s eyes widened.

Eventually, as if conscious of Phantom Archer’s gaze, he cleared his throat and said:

“It’s a joyous occasion, but you must not become arrogant believing in your genius. Ahem.”

‘Master, you could at least stop patting my head while saying that…’

Being doting wasn’t something that could be hidden by pretending.

The master dismissed Phantom Archer.

Phantom Archer bowed deeply to the master and left. It seems he’s officially joining the medical pavilion.

‘Well, when a master who has reached the Transformation Realm comes to work, they’d welcome him with open arms.’

After Phantom Archer left, the master’s expression returned to his original doting self.

It’s a smile that warms the heart just by looking at it.

“Our little bundle of joy.”

“Hehe!”

“Was there anything difficult?”

Jin Cheon-hee explained in detail to the master what had happened.

The master listened to his disciple’s story without interrupting once.

He let out small exclamations of admiration here and there, but when Phantom Archer gained enlightenment and entered the Samadhi of Sky Walking, his eyes shone as he listened intently.

‘Yes. For a martial artist, this is a story that warms the heart.’

After listening to everything, the master nodded. But somehow, his expression seemed more regretful than joyful.

“Indeed, you are my disciple. If there had been even one child like you in the family, we wouldn’t have met with disaster…”

The master said that much and let out a small sigh.

“Hee-ya. Perhaps I’m not completely unfortunate, as I’ve met you now.”

“No, it is I who am fortunate to have met you, Master.”

It was a scene of the first and second-in-command of White Dragon Medical Pavilion, one of the three great medical pavilions of the martial world, praising each other excessively.

The master said.

“But… you left out the story about Yoo Ho.”

“Pardon?”

The master gently asked.

“I know Yoo Ho went to you. What exactly did you two talk about?”

At that moment, Jin Cheon-hee noticed.

Yoo Ho’s hand, which was pouring tea for the master, hesitated for just a brief moment.

***

A short while later.

Jin Cheon-hee and Yoo Ho came outside.

There was a satisfied smile on Jin Cheon-hee’s face, while Yoo Ho’s expression remained stiff.

The two men with contrasting expressions continued walking without speaking to each other.

Jin Cheon-hee asked.

“Why are you following me?”

“You must have something to say to me, don’t you?”

“I don’t have anything like that?”

Jin Cheon-hee retorted as if teasing and continued walking.

Eventually, Jin Cheon-hee went to the pigeon coop where carrier pigeons were gathered.

Fortunately, there were no medical pavilion members around, and the only ones who could overhear were the birds eating their feed.

Jin Cheon-hee stopped there.

After expanding his qi sense to confirm no one was around, Jin Cheon-hee changed his voice.

“This is tiresome. You were saying you’d kill me until recently, but now you want to talk?”

“Do you really have a death wish…?”

At that moment, killing intent surged from Yoo Ho’s body.

Simultaneously, the carrier pigeons all stopped eating and began flapping their wings.

The wild instinct in front of a predator had moved the carrier pigeons.

Only then did Yoo Ho realize he had fallen into a trap.

“You deliberately called me here.”

“I never called you. You ‘followed’ me here.”

Of course, pigeons are more sensitive than humans.

As the killing intent intensified, the pigeons’ reactions would become more violent, and some might even die.

These were all expensive carrier pigeons.

If they died, there would be an investigation into the cause. Then the arrow would clearly point to Yoo Ho who was present.

‘Did his mind work that far in such a short time?’

The stone that rolled in had secured the position of second-in-command at the medical pavilion.

Despite that, he wasn’t disliked by the medical pavilion members, but rather received affection, favor, and now even respect.

There was something strange about attributing it all to just charm.

Yoo Ho withdrew his killing intent.

Jin Cheon-hee grinned.

“Now it seems you’ve finally decided to talk.”

“I’m amazed at your cunning, Young Master.”

“Such sarcasm.”

Jin Cheon-hee crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. Yoo Ho said.

“You don’t wear the mask you show to the master in front of me.”

“To each according to their measure. You get what you give.”

It meant he would treat others as they treated him.

If you treat me like a dog, I’ll treat you like one too, was the implication.

Jin Cheon-hee scratched his ear with his pinky finger.

Yoo Ho said.

“Why did you speak to the master like that?”

-Master, Chief Administrator Yoo Ho said he’s learning medical techniques from me! He says he wants to perform better surgeries and save more patients!

Zhuge Rin was greatly pleased at the words of his young disciple, whose eyes were shining brightly.

-Is that so! Yoo Ho! I thought you had been displeased with Jin Cheon-hee all this time! To think you had such enthusiasm for medical arts…!

At that moment, Yoo Ho thought.

That it might be better to tell the truth with his own mouth and have his head physically fly off by Zhuge Rin’s hand.

He agonized over whether that wouldn’t be better than learning medical techniques from that brat.

But because of Jin Cheon-hee’s next words, Yoo Ho finally became a mute with honey in his mouth.

-He said let’s work hard together to cure Master’s body.

The expression Zhuge Rin made then was one Yoo Ho had never seen in his life. And it was also an expression that Yoo Ho had never been able to elicit despite all his efforts.

Jin Cheon-hee had drawn that out with just one sentence.

Yoo Ho said, “Do you want to die?”

“If you kill me, who will treat Master?” Jin Cheon-hee alternated between formal, semi-formal, and informal speech.

A young child who would die with just one flick of a finger.

To be threatened like this by such a child, Yoo Ho couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity.

Suddenly, he looked at the back of Jin Cheon-hee’s hand.

He didn’t miss the slight trembling.

This boy hadn’t lost his fear.

Rather, he had accurately gauged Yoo Ho’s capabilities.

Why was he trying to move forward while his hands were trembling, while fearing him?

Yoo Ho added, “You’re saying you didn’t show such behavior simply to mock me.”

Yoo Ho had guessed it might be an attempt to reduce his influence on the medical pavilion.

Such power struggles are always present in places with organizations.

But it seems that wasn’t the case.

There must be some other intention for doing this while being so afraid.

Yoo Ho became curious about what that might be.

“That’s right.”

“What do you want?”

“Become a white-robed warrior, Chief Administrator Yoo Ho,” Jin Cheon-hee said with an expression like a white and cute creature suggesting a contract.

***

“White-robed warrior?”

Jin Cheon-hee cleared his throat.

“I need a nurse to assist me.”

Nurse.

It’s one of the things that doesn’t exist in this world. Because even those who assist doctors are actually doctors themselves.

To be precise, the disciples of doctors assist the doctors.

It’s like novice doctors playing the role of nurses.

The medical pavilion is no different.

Doctors with fewer years of experience work as assistants to more senior doctors.

Of course, there are servants who assist the doctors, but they only do menial tasks like delivering items the doctors need or bringing boiled water.

That’s why Jin Cheon-hee thought of the need for nurses.

He needed someone to assist him so he could focus entirely on the surgery.

This was absolutely necessary to expand medical personnel and to take better care of patients.

However, not just anyone could become a nurse, just like doctors.

First, physical strength.

Nursing work basically requires a lot of physical effort.

You have to move all day, exert strength all day. You do all kinds of hard work and the working hours are long.

Jin Cheon-hee wasn’t confident he could win even one point in an arm-wrestling match against a veteran head nurse.

Considering the arm muscle mass resulting from their work intensity, it was natural.

Second, coolheadedness.

The work is blue-collar, but at the same time white-collar.

Paperwork? Of course there is one.

On top of that, you have to work while constantly monitoring patients’ conditions, and depending on the situation, quick reflexes and judgment are often needed.

That’s not all.

From assisting with various surgeries to patient care, wound dressing, pre and post-operative patient management, specimen collection, inventory management, and so on…

Even hospital phone consultations are done by nurses.

Lastly, knowledge. In other words, study.

‘This is such a basic issue that it goes without saying.’

So in Jin Cheon-hee’s view, nurses weren’t soft like “white-robed angels”. They were “white-robed warriors”.

They were the frontline occupation fighting against illness.

While in the US, about 5 patients are assigned per nurse, in Korea, one nurse has to care for as few as 10, or in some hospitals, up to 40 or 50 patients.

It’s an extremely poor condition.

Contrary to people’s prejudices, nurses are as important as doctors and inseparable from treatment.

In this martial world, the situation is even worse.

In a martial world of inhuman barbarians who call surgery “butchery”, how on earth could one find nurses?

Jin Cheon-hee thought.

‘I wonder what the workload of the only nurse in the martial world would be like.’

Right in front of him was a perfect candidate for a nurse.

He was useful as an assistant, and his mind worked quickly. It was also convenient that his martial arts were unknown, whether they were righteous, demonic, or evil. Plus, he already had the position of general manager. This guy was already managing admissions, discharges, and various payment tasks.

Moreover, it’s a perfect position for training juniors.

He seems to have good physical strength too.

After hearing this explanation, Yoo Ho replied.

“I am your enemy, Young Master. Why are you deliberately bringing an enemy close to you?”

At those words, Jin Cheon-hee couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Yoo Ho slightly furrowed his brow.

“Is what I said funny?”

“No, it’s just that I’ve heard similar words before.”

-What are you doing? Jin Cheon-hee, are you playing with sides? Do you think skill is everything?

His senior eventually couldn’t endure and left the hospital. Jin Cheon-hee survived in that environment.

The first advice he heard then was ‘Learn golf in advance.’

Jin Cheon-hee hated golf. He just liked reading martial arts novels. Instead, he lived like water.

Not going against anyone too much. But even if someone had animosity towards him, he kept them close if they were helpful.