Chapter 3: It Is Not Indigestion [2] (1/2)
”Black bag?”
”Yes, the one that I had.”
”Ah! Yes, sir.”
Dolseok ran to get the bag while murmuring with a vacant face. Those who were surprised the most were the doctor and old man Seungmun.
”What are you doing now? We need to give him medicine for his indigestion.”
The doctor was very resistant against Ganghyuk's sudden outburst, since he was generally treated well, regardless of hierarchy, because of his profession. Additionally, he was not a layman, but a child of a n.o.ble, though he was from a mistress.
Of course, Ganghyuk laughed sardonically.
'Pyeongwisan and Gwachesan?'
He did not know what was up with the names, but he was sure that the patient could not be cured with just medication. Thus, he pushed the doctor away without much strength.
”Boy! What are you doing to the doctor we managed to call after so many efforts?” Seungmun burst in anger, taking the side of the doctor.
But, despite all the uproar around him, Ganghyuk did not move at all. He did not know where he was and what happened there.
'But, the patient is real.'
Ganghyuk was the best surgeon in Korea. If he had a patient in front of his eyes and he operated on the latter, the patient was almost sure to survive.
”Sir, here it is.” Dolseok rushed in and gave him the bag, ignoring the bad mood dispersed in the scene.
It seemed that he must be a very faithful servant of Ganghyuk.
”Good.” Ganghyuk opened the bag with haste. The contents were quite appropriate, because they were packed for the chairman.
'So that is why it was so heavy!'
There were tools for section and drainage, as well as plenty of antibiotics and anesthetics. There was a small hammer, chisel, and small compa.s.s saw.
This bag could indeed be called as a 'Small Emergency Room'.
After the slight physical altercation, the doctor did not dare come to near Ganghyuk. Instead, Seungmun was the one who scolded him.
A servant living together in the same house usually meant much more than a mere servant. The servant might be closer to the master than people would normally imagine. So, it is natural that he was worried about the boy's life.
”Tell me what you are doing now.”
Hearing this, Ganghyuk looked at Seungmun. The latter looked exactly the same as his father. 'It is not a dream at all, as it feels quite concrete.'
But, it did indeed not seem to be real.
'Did I come to the past? It cannot be.” Ganghyuk wondered. But, it seemed that traveling to the past was indeed a feasible explanation, considering the neighborhood.
'Anyway, the urgent thing is to make him live.'
He answered as he was wearing the operation gloves. ”Sir… No, father... Please leave him with me for a while. We need to save him.”
”Yes, that is why we must let the doctor treat him.”
”No, this doctor is a quack.”
”What? What are you talking about?” Although the old man spoke harshly, he seemed to love his son very much, as an expression of half-doubt and half-belief crept up in his eyes.
This was because Ganghyuk was said to be a genius in his childhood.
”What are those funny things? Did you learn this from Heejun?”
Ganghyuk did not know who Heejun was, and it was not important to him.
'Maybe it can be a good excuse.'
By this time, Ganghyuk had already prepared topical anesthetics. He then answered absentmindedly while listening to his question in an absent sort of way.
”Yes, yes. I learned from the friend. Dolseok, close the door. If even any wind comes, Okseok will die.”
”Eo… Eo… Yes.”
But, when Dolseok tried to close the door hastily, Seungmun cried. ”Dolseok, who are you listening to?”
”If you want to save Okseok, please listen to me, father.”
His voice was calm, and there was an aura of confidence around him as if n.o.body could stop him. His aura from his expertise acc.u.mulated in the field shone in every direction like a halo.
Dolseok could not refuse to comply even though Seungmun was half in doubt.
It was his brother's life. In this urgent situation, he was the most reliable person that he could count on, although he had been a bounder for a while.
'Although he looks like a bounder now, he was very clever and famous in his childhood.'
When he finished Cheonjamun (1) at the age of three, he was called a genius, and was the pride of the Baik family in Suwon. As he looked good, there were many people who wanted to make him marry their daughters, and he was a celebrity among matrimonial brokers at that time.
'He is a bounder now, but… he used to be quite affectionate as well.'
Dolseok remembered an incident from his childhood. At that time, he was sick and lying down listlessly just like Okseok. At that time, the little master caught a rabbit for him to reduce his temperature. He was nothing but a servant, but the latter still took all the pains for him.
He could not forget the little master giving a rabbit to him with his red, frozen hands.
'Sir, he said that Okseok may die.” And with those few words, Dolseok closed the door and went back to Ganghyuk, even though there was some yelling that could be heard from outside, albeit not a harsh one.
”Sir, what can I do for you?”
”Hold the lamp. It is too dark to see clearly.”
”Yes, sir. But...”
”What?”
”You are going to save Okseok, right?”
Hearing the words of Dolseok, the doctor snorted, ”Save him? Heung!”
But, when Ganghyuk turned to look back, the doctor pretended to be indifferently clearing his throat, yet remaining in the room.
It seemed that he was curious about how Ganghyuk would treat the boy.
”Dolseok?”
”Yes”
”Hold the lamp tightly without asking useless questions.”
”Yes, sir.”
”Okseok, it may get very cold and be a bit painful.”
”Yes, sir.”