68 Oseong Lee Hangbok 3 (1/2)
Plastic surgery...
On hearing the term, one might think of only cosmetic surgery, but plastic surgery was more than that. In the hospital where Ganghyuk worked, reconstruction surgery was quite common, in fact.
'That is a really difficult operation.' Even though Ganghyuk was proud of his skills as a surgeon, he was not confident with that.
The anatomy of the face was very complicated and unfamiliar to him. He had not seen that area for a long time since he graduated from medical school.
'I cannot cut up her chin.'
It might be similar to cutting Yeoni's stomach.
”Sir, do you still have pain?”
”Why?”
”Because you frowned.” Yeoni looked at him with anxious look, her hand still on his solar plexus.
”Ah!” His pain was mitigated due to her ma.s.sage, and he had become sober by now. ”No, I am fine.”
”Then, do you have some troubles?”
”Wait!” Although it was very comfortable, he could not rest his head on her laps forever. So, Ganghyuk tried to get up. ”It is because of the patient.”
”Do you mean Lord Ryu?”
”No, no. He is completely fine now.” Seongyeong ate meat and drank a lot just now, but there was no moaning coming from his room. No servant came to Ganghyuk either. So, he could presume that the person in question was still fine.
”Then what patient do you mean?” As far as Yeoni knew, Ganghyuk was new in town, and had only one patient: Seongyong. She knew this because the latter had paid with materials that could cover fees of a hundred people.
Ganghyuk had spent his time without any worries except when he treated the a.n.u.s. Sometimes, he learned characters from Yeoju, but he had to tend to Seongyong occasionally. Therefore, there could not be any other patient.
”Among the people I had drink with, there was a man called Lee Hangbok.”
”Is he sick?”
”No, not him. The patient is his wife.”
”Wife?” Naturally, the wife of Hangbok was a woman, the daughter of Kwon Yul. Ganghyuk knew that he could not touch her.
”Yes! So, you must help me when I go there.”
”Ah, yes, yes! Of course!”
”Let's go to sleep, anyway.”
”Yes, sir.”
…
As he tried to go to bed, he came to see the vomit in the yard. He could see some different things because of the height of eye sight.
'I did not just eat meat. There was some fish as well…Fish...'
Ganghyuk did not like fish very much. He enjoyed greasy food, mainly meat. Nevertheless, he liked some exceptional fishes, such as eel and blowfish.
But, why did he think of a blowfish? It was good to fry, grill, or boil. But, why the blowfish hit his head at this moment?
”Sir, I will leave now.” Yeoni said as she watched Ganghyuk lost in the thought.
”No, no, wait a moment!” Ganghyuk shook his hands and stopped her there. He then squatted back up and stared the vomit.
Yeoni was already accustomed to strange behaviors of his. She knew that the best thing she could do is to wait when he did strange things.
”Ah! Eureka!”
”Did you find something?”
”Yes, it is good! I think I can do it.” Ganghyuk laughed while nodding his head. Yeoni smiled in response, even though she did not know what had happened. Anyway, no bad thing would happen with Ganghyuk being happy like that.
'The poison of a blowfish is not exactly Botulinum Toxin… But, the mechanism of action is very similar.'
'As the toxicity is stronger, it may be dangerous. However, I can dilute it. I can have experiments as I have so much time these days.' Ganghyuk nodded his head and went to the room, where Yeoju, Makbong, and Dolseok were sleeping here and there.
”Please take her to your room.” Ganghyuk lifted Yeoju, who was sleeping while holding a brush in her hand. There could have been a better expression, such as lifting her up in his arms; but, the situation matched the description of simply 'lifting'.
He did that without any care or love.
”Ah… She is too heavy for me to hold.”
”Is she?”
”Yes, sir! Please help, sir! You are the strongest here.”
”Yes, you are right.” As he was big, he had a decent muscle power. In terms of strength, even Makbong and Dolsoek could not be his match.
Ganghyuk moved Yeoju to the other room without any difficulties. For the time being, Yeoni moved Dolseok and Makbong to the corner and made bed for Ganghyuk.
”Thank you! I have covered her with a quilt. You don't need to worry about her.”
”Okay, sir.”
”Good night!”
”Yes, sir! Good night!”
Ganghyuk lay down on the futon after wis.h.i.+ng good night to Yeoni. When he turned his head, he found Makbong and Dolseok sleeping; they snored as if they were driving their pigs to the market loudly.
'They are really noisy.'
Dolseok could still be considered fine, but Makbong must have sleep apnea. He had a short and heavy neck. It would be no wonder if he had sleep apnea.
'When I am more used to systematic anesthesia… I will try to operate him.'
He would need a tube to insert in his neck, and an air bag too. But, he thought that he would be able to create them in time, as long as he had more money and power.
It was Hanyang after all.
”Yes, it is Hanyang…”
…
Somebody woke him up just when he had fallen in deep sleep. Those were a very familiar voice and hands: it was Dolseok.
”What happened?”
”A n.o.bleman called Lee Hangbok has come to see you, sir.”
”What time is it?”
”The bell will ring soon, sir.” In other words, it was very early. When Gangyuk looked out, he could see a shadow; he could read his desperation even in the shadow. It was definitely Lee Hangbok.
'Ha… He really does not like to see his wife's face.'
A n.o.bleman like Hangbok was waiting for him, so what could he do? He got up from his bed and stood up.
It was fortunate that he had vomited last night. Although he had some stomach-ache, he did not have any hangover.
”I have to wash my face.”
”Yes, I have prepared the water, sir.” Dolseok gave him a small basin.
”You are sensible!”
”Thank you!”
While he was was.h.i.+ng his face, Dolseok gave him something else as well. ”Toothbrush and salt, sir,”
”Good!”
Ganghyuk quickly brushed his teeth with salt and left the room.