Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 17.1

“Those are the kind of skills you need to survive in an organization or group. Humans are creatures of emotion. They also deal with many small things.”

“Is that the wisdom of someone who hasn’t learned martial arts?”

“Whether you have martial arts or not, it’s wisdom you need. That’s why you can’t be a martial artist. They draw their swords at the drop of a hat, stab you once, and then stab themselves. Inma. And then they don’t live long. Let’s say they used up all their strength to save themselves for that moment. Do you know how fatal it is for air to get into your organs?”

“Hmm…”

“People aren’t game characters, and just because you heal them, it doesn’t mean their bodies will return to how they used to be. Those guys later get additional injuries and come back to the hospital.”

“…I really have no idea what you’re talking about. Hyung, is an uiwon the same as a yiwon? What’s this about a game?”

“I misspoke.”

“…”

Yeo Ha-ryun looked at his hyung with suspicion, and then finally shrugged.

Jin Cheon-hee continued,

“Anyway, if you ever need to use a sword on someone, think about it three times. And if you think you absolutely have to use it, think about where the nearest physician is, and stab well enough to stay alive.”

“…What if it’s someone you absolutely have to kill?”

It wasn’t a sentence that would typically come out of a child’s lips. Moreover, it wasn’t a story to be told while finishing off skewered rice cake sticks without even drinking the honey tea.

Jin Cheon-hee answered the question.

“Then kill them right there, decisively. So the physician doesn’t have a chance to intervene. You won’t understand the feeling of trying to save someone who you know can’t be saved.”

Yeo Ha-ryun frowned and pondered deeply, his forehead furrowing. Finally, he said this:

“Twice.”

“What?”

“I can endure twice. Because it’s your words. Three times is too late, no matter how I think about it.”

“What’s too late?”

“…”nove(l)bi(n.)com

Instead of answering, Yeo Ha-ryun diligently ate the skewers.

Seeing his clear expression of not wanting to answer, Jin Cheon-hee didn’t ask further. The fact that he thought twice before killing someone was quite an accomplishment.

A sword could make things easier, but on the other hand, it could also complicate matters.

This guy never had difficulty due to lack of strength, or because he spared someone’s life, or because he killed someone who shouldn’t have been killed.

On the contrary, killing those who should not be killed, or killing to the point where madness tried to swallow him, made things more complicated.

Even with just this, it was evident that his behavior would improve.

“I’m not saying don’t kill. I’m saying, think about it.”

“Hmm.”

His mouth tightened into a straight line.

“Alright then. Hyung.”

“Good. Don’t you want to eat more?”

“What’s this dish of simmered pig intestines over there?”

“It’s probably quite spicy. Can you handle it?”

“You don’t need to worry about that. Hyung.”

His tone was somewhat resolute.

It seemed like he was prepared to face an extremely spicy substance with smell so pungent it made him cough.

TO BE CONTINUED…

“Uiwon” (의원) in Korean typically refers to a medical doctor or physician.

“Yiwon” (의원) in Korean typically refers to a medical clinic or a medical practitioner’s office where patients can receive various forms of medical treatment and consultation. It is often used interchangeably with “uiwon,” which also means a medical doctor or physician.