CLS-Chapter 57

Chapter 57

“This is a medical clinic. I may not know about other things, but cleanliness is extremely important. If someone with unclean clothes and body wanders around in a place where patients with poor health come and go, it will harm the patients. So please, wash yourself.”

Wei Yan-ho nodded with a serious expression.

Jin So-ah’s face brightened, thinking that Wei Yan-ho finally understood his words. However, he couldn’t help but feel deflated by what came next.

“Don’t worry. I won’t leave here. If it really bothers you, I won’t even open the door.”

Jin So-ah looked at Wei Yan-ho with vacant eyes.

No matter what he said, no matter what he asked, no matter what methods he used… this was fundamentally a broken human being.

He was closer to a beast than a human.

‘At least beasts hunt when they’re hungry and go to water sources.’

Wasn’t he worse than a beast!

What Jin So-ah couldn’t understand was how such a person had received a letter of introduction from their uncle. Moon Yu-hwan, called the Three Excellence Grand Scholar, was famous throughout the world for his noble character even before being their uncle.

Jin So-ah couldn’t understand at all how Moon Yu-hwan had written a letter of introduction for such a wastrel and sent him here.

‘Is he a fraud?’

To be a fraud, it was concerning that he knew about the relationship between Moon Yu-hwan and their late father.

Jin So-ah, who had been watching Wei Yan-ho empty his meal table for a while, shook his head and stood up from his seat.

“Please enjoy your meal.”

“Yeah, thanks.”

Wei Yan-ho smiled brightly with duck fat smeared around his mouth.

Even that sight was terrible to Jin So-ah.

“Is that person still doing the same thing?”

Jin So-ah shuddered as if he didn’t want to think about it.

“Yes, sister. Since the first day, he’s been stuck to the floor without budging from his room. Except for eating or going to the outhouse, I’ve never seen him stand, let alone sit. It’s already been over seven weeks.”

Jin Ye-ran laughed at Jin So-ah’s complaint.

How long had it been since her younger brother expressed emotions like this?

After their father passed away and the family circumstances declined, he had always acted like an adult beyond his years. It seemed the guest lounging in the guest room had thoroughly gotten on Jin So-ah’s nerves.

“What’s so displeasing about him?”

“I’ve never seen such a lazy person in my life.”

“So has that person harmed you in any way?”

“That’s not it.”

Jin Ye-ran nodded.

“Then you shouldn’t speak ill of that person either. No matter how much you dislike him, he’s someone who came through our late father’s connections.”

Jin So-ah, who would normally have acquiesced, couldn’t back down this time and replied with a dissatisfied expression.

“No matter if he’s our late father’s guest, I don’t know how long we have to feed and house someone who’s of no help at all.”

“He said he came to observe the medical clinic, so if he sees and feels something, he’ll go his way.”

“How can he observe a medical clinic lying in his room? And what about the cost of the food he eats?”

“You don’t need to worry about money.”

“But…”

“You are a physician. Focus on saving people. Leave trivial matters like money to me.”

Jin So-ah’s face was still full of dissatisfaction, but he didn’t talk back. Since their father’s death, no, even before that, Jin Ye-ran had been like a mother to him.

Jin So-ah stood up.

“I’ll go out.”

“Alright.”

Jin So-ah opened the door and came outside. Looking up at the sky, Jin So-ah sighed deeply.

“Sigh.“

Creeeeak.

Just then, Wei Yan-ho’s room door opened, and Wei Yan-ho came staggering out with half-closed eyes.

Seeing this, Jin So-ah brightened and approached Wei Yan-ho.

“You’ve decided to wash yourself!”

Wei Yan-ho looked Jin So-ah up and down as if asking what he was talking about, then said nonchalantly.

“Ah, don’t mind me. Today the room is a bit cold, so I’m going to sleep on the roof.”

“Pardon?”

“It’s warm and nice. Want to come up together?”

Jin So-ah looked at Wei Yan-ho with a dejected expression and shook his head.

“No, thank you.”

“Suit yourself.”

Wei Yan-ho chuckled and lightly leaped onto the thatched roof. Jin So-ah looked at Wei Yan-ho with surprised eyes.

‘Was he a martial artist?’

Someone who could leap onto a roof in one bound had to have learned martial arts.

‘Still…’

No matter how much of a martial artist he was, such a lazy person couldn’t possibly have abilities superior to others. It was probably something he’d picked up here and there.

“Tsk tsk.“

Jin So-ah clicked his tongue and turned around.

Whether Jin So-ah clicked his tongue or not, Wei Yan-ho yawned while lying sprawled on the thatched roof.

“Yawn.“

Ever since learning the Dream Training Technique, no matter how much he slept, he kept feeling sleepy. The Dream Training Technique that Baek Mu-han had Wei Yan-ho learn out of concern for his laziness had actually made Wei Yan-ho’s laziness worse.

It was an unexpected side effect that even Baek Mu-han hadn’t thought of.

“No matter how much I sleep, I keep feeling sleepy…”

Wei Yan-ho had always been someone who found eight shijin of sleep per day insufficient, but after learning the Dream Training Technique, he felt sleepy to an extent that even he thought was excessive. No matter how much he slept, he had to train in his dreams, so his fatigue didn’t clear and he ended up sleeping even more.

“I don’t know. Then I’ll just sleep more.”

Wei Yan-ho thought about it simply.

If worrying about it wouldn’t produce any solution, it was better to at least put his mind at ease.

Wei Yan-ho turned his head slightly to look down.

Jin So-ah was going around the rooms checking on patients.

The daily routine of the physician that Wei Yan-ho had observed was quite simple.

He examined the conditions of patients who came to visit or took care of patients whose conditions were critical enough to require staying at the clinic for treatment.

“It’s not particularly difficult work…”

Knowing medical arts was difficult, but practicing medical arts didn’t seem difficult. Looking at patients’ details, applying acupuncture, and brewing medicine seemed to be all there was to it.

What was truly difficult wasn’t treating patients.

“You’re all better now, so you can go home.”

“Oh my, doctor. Thank you. But I have nothing to give you right now…”

“When your circumstances improve later, help me then.”

“Doctor, how can I repay this kindness…”

Wei Yan-ho clicked his tongue.

Acupuncture didn’t cost money, but using medicine required a lot of money. Medicinal herbs were expensive because they were difficult to obtain, and medicine brewed using expensive herbs couldn’t be cheap.

Using such expensive herbs to treat people and not receiving payment meant the clinic’s finances couldn’t survive.

Because they didn’t receive proper payment, they were always short of money, and thanks to that, really expensive herbs or costly procedures were impossible to even dream of.

As a result, people with money went to other clinics, and only people without money came to Sacred Hand Hall through word of mouth. In the end, with only people without money swarming in, the more they operated the clinic, the more money they lacked—a vicious cycle.

The reason Wei Yan-ho couldn’t easily find Sacred Hand Hall at first was also due to this. They had provided so much free treatment that people called this place not Sacred Hand Hall but ‘Free Medical Clinic.’

If Wei Yan-ho had asked where the place that provided free treatment was, he could have easily found it without going through several people.

‘They’re digging their own grave in business.’

While others might be moved by the clinic’s kind hearts, Wei Yan-ho instead found them pathetic.

Just then.

“Is anyone there!”

A group of people rushed into the clinic.

Jin So-ah was startled by the incoming crowd and shouted.

“What’s wrong!”

Behind the group, about ten patients on stretchers were carried in. Jin So-ah, who had turned pale, asked about the situation.

“What happened?”

“These are workers from the quarry! There was a rockslide and they were seriously injured! We only brought those who were still breathing!”

“Oh no…”

At a glance, there were several patients who looked so critical they might die at any moment.

“Sister! Please come out quickly!”

The door burst open and Jin Ye-ran rushed out.

Looking around and instantly grasping the situation, Jin Ye-ran shouted.

“Triage the patients! Send the critical patients to the inner rooms immediately, and send the non-critical patients to the outer rooms. Hurry!”

“Yes, sister!”

Jin So-ah shouted.

“Take this patient, that patient, and that patient over there to the outer rooms, and prepare hot water.”

“Yes, doctor!”

“And the remaining patients…”

Jin Ye-ran shouted.

“Put them down!”

“Pardon?”

“There’s no time to go inside. Put those people on the ground right now!”

At Jin Ye-ran’s authoritative voice, those carrying patients on stretchers hurriedly put the patients on the ground. Jin Ye-ran immediately rushed to the patients and took out golden needles from her bosom.

Then she began inserting the golden needles through their clothes.

“Sister!”

“What are you doing! Don’t you see the other patients? Are you planning to let them all die?”

“Ah, understood!”

Jin So-ah also hurriedly bandaged wounds that were spurting blood and inserted golden needles into patients’ acupoints.

‘Not enough hands!’

Jin So-ah moved his hands urgently, but there was a limit to the number of patients he could treat simultaneously. There were about seven patients who would die if not treated immediately, but it was impossible for Jin So-ah and Jin Ye-ran alone to treat them all.

‘If only one more person…’

The only ones capable of proper treatment at Sacred Hand Hall were Jin So-ah and Jin Ye-ran. The steward who had some emergency treatment skills had gone to obtain medicinal herbs, and the medical assistants who cared for patients had insufficient skills to be of help.

“Ugh.“

Jin So-ah cursed while bandaging a trembling patient’s chest.

The chest was split open, and if he let go now, the patient would die.

“Cough!“

Just then, a patient right next to him began coughing up blood.

“Gurgle!“

Jin So-ah’s face turned deathly pale. The coughed-up blood was blocking the airway. If not treated immediately, the blocked airway would cause death. But he absolutely couldn’t let go, and Jin Ye-ran seemed to be in the same situation.

‘No!’

Just then, he saw someone’s legs in front of him.

Jin So-ah looked up with hope. Wei Yan-ho was clicking his tongue with a face covered in eye crust.

“Tsk tsk, they’re severely injured.”

Wei Yan-ho looked around at the patients lying on the ground moaning, then clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“They should be more careful.”

Then he clicked his tongue and turned around.

Jin So-ah shouted in panic.

“Where are you going?”

“Huh? To my room?”

“Please help us!”

Wei Yan-ho tilted his head as if asking what he was talking about.

“Help? What help can I be with medical arts? It would be a hundred times better to ask the servants to help instead of me.”

“I heard that martial artists learn some degree of emergency treatment for external and internal injuries in case they get hurt!”

“That’s right.”

“So you should be able to perform emergency treatment on external injury patients like these, right?”

Wei Yan-ho shook his head.

“Normally that should be the case, but I learned everything hastily and roughly, so I don’t know.”

Jin So-ah’s face contorted.

Then Wei Yan-ho protested as if wronged.

“It’s really true!”

It was true, but given what he’d done, who would believe Wei Yan-ho’s words? Even if he was wronged, it was all karma from his own actions.

“It’s true though…”