Book 24 Chapter 24

Great Revival!

A roundtable discussion of Biryuyeon and his gang.

Jang Hong: (Looking at a man who appeared with the sun setting behind him) Hey, that person!

Moyong Hwi: Do you know him?

Jang Hong: Of course! That nine-foot-tall giant, with perfectly toned brick-like muscles, and a scar running diagonally across his face! Plus, the subtly different skin color along the scar and the white hairs mixed with his black hair!

Moyong Hwi: He certainly looks like a formidable fighter.

Jang Hong: Fighter? No, he's a 'doctor'.

Moyong Hwi: A doctor? With that physique? He looks like he'd shout, 'You are already dead!'

Jang Hong: That's a common remark about him. Some suspect he has seven scars on his chest, but that's not the case.

Moyong Hwi: Ah, so you really shouldn't judge a book by its cover.

Jang Hong: No, in fact, he's someone who often says things like that. He probably says it a lot more than "You are alive!" He's a scary guy. Someone you don't want to make an enemy of. His hobby is cutting open people's bellies.

Moyong Hwi: ……. What exactly is his identity?

Jang Hong: He's the captain of the thirteenth generation of the Heavenly Palace, second squad, known as 'The Unbroken Nine-Foot Giant of No Medical License'.

Moyong Hwi: That's a rather peculiar name. But why is he here?

Jang Hong: Hmm, well, they say it's because of Writer M.

Moyong Hwi: Is he sick?

Jang Hong: Who knows? That's probably why he was called. I didn't hear any groans, though.

Moyong Hwi: Hmm, but will I be safe if I get treatment from him?

Jang Hong: That's up to luck. It has nothing to do with me. However, if it were me, I would never get treatment from him.

Moyong Hwi: I wouldn't either.

Rumble!

Writer M: (Startled while writing) Huh! Who, who is it?

Bulrakgucheok: (Exhaling deeply through his mouth) Huuuu~ I'm a doctor!

Writer M: Um… you’re not a robber, are you?

Bulrakgucheok: No! How can you possibly think I'm a robber?

Writer M: Just by looking at you.

Bulrakgucheok: Why isn't the patient lying down?

Writer M: Of course, it's the deadline… But why are you here?

Bulrakgucheok: Are you asking because you don't know? I'm a doctor! I go wherever there's a patient! Now, tell me! What hurts? I'll cure any illness! Huuuu~

Writer M: Why are you pursing your lips and exhaling so deeply?

Bulrakgucheok: It's a habit. Don't mind it. More importantly, tell me what hurts. If you don't have anything, I'll make something up for you.

Writer M: Oh, no. It's nothing serious. You didn't need to come all the way here. I thought I had a bad cold, but then my rhinitis flared up. Just as the rhinitis was subsiding, my throat got sore and I developed pharyngitis. That was quite severe and lasted for about three weeks, and in the meantime, I caught conjunctivitis. The previous ones have all healed, and now I only have conjunctivitis. My left eye is a little bloodshot and red, that's all.

Bulrakgucheok: Tsk, is that all?

Writer M: Um… did you sound disappointed just now?

Bulrakgucheok: That's just your imagination. I can't help it! I'll take a look at your eye then. To my eyes, this seems like a truly trivial illness.

Writer M: Triv, trivial!

Bulrakgucheok: (Raising a single, trained finger) Huuuu~ With one poke to the 'acupuncture point', it'll be over. You'll feel better soon.

Writer M: Um… I don't think you need to do that? I'm perfectly fine. Besides, I'm taking precautions.

Bulrakgucheok: (Exuding fighting spirit from his entire body) Silence. Now, receive treatment obediently. And pay the medical fees!

Writer M: Hey, you! If you spout lines like that, you have no right to be a doctor.

Bulrakgucheok: Foolish. This unlicensed body needs no such qualifications. All this body needs is skilled technique and toned muscles.

Writer M: Th-that's quackery!

Bulrakgucheok: (Shrugging) People call me 'The Legendary Quack'. For your information, I'm more expensive because I'm unlicensed.

Writer M: That's outrageous… —! (Writer M turns and runs away)

Thud-thud-thud!

Bulrakgucheok: Stop right there! I haven't even issued the bill yet! I'm expensive precisely because I'm unlicensed!

Writer M: (From afar) That's not something to brag about~

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Writer M: Pant, pant, pant. He didn't follow me all the way. I was very worried he would chase me. Fortunately, I managed to escape safely. Indeed, health is precious and an indispensable part of happiness. Next time, I will manage my health more thoroughly so that I can meet you all more quickly. And even if it's not this book, I may be able to meet you in February with another book.

Bulrakgucheok: Finally found you. Trying to escape my treatment is futile! You are already being treated!

Writer M: Huh! Everyone, then I'll see you in the next volume! Whizzzzzzz!