89 Gwanghae 1 (1/2)

It was late in the evening, but Ganghyuk continued teaching.

It was scheduled to be over some time earlier.

However, n.o.body thought of leaving.

”Then should we eat something that would be left undigested?”

They were asking questions one after the other.

Ganghyuk tried to see who was the one asking this question.

It was Heo Im.

All of the students in the room had eyes filled with curiosity, but Heo Im's eyes were on a different level.

'Heo Jun is interested in medicine and herbs. If he were born in modern times, he would be a physician or a pediatrician.'

Heo Jun recorded everything Ganghyuk said.

Therefore, he did not have time to ask questions.

On the other hand, Heo Im was imitating the operation using his hand.

Whenever he had time, he followed the hand movement Ganghyuk showed.

'He is quite clever.'

Professors said in the university.

To make evaluate, one must not focus on the answers, but the questions they asked.

The questions showed their level of understanding.

The extended cla.s.s started because of Heo Im's question.

If he were not an acupuncture therapist, Ganghyuk wanted to teach him.

He felt sorry for him.

Ganghyuk thought Heo Im had the qualities to be a good surgeon.

'The lectures will help him anyway.'

Ganghyuk answered his question.

”Yes. The health of the a.n.u.s and r.e.c.t.u.m depended on what we eat. If we reduce the amount of rice and eat more vegetables, you will have more stool…”

Squeak.

While Ganghyuk was answering the question, a sound interrupted them.

Ganghyuk shut his mouth, and Heo Jun looked at the origin of the sound.

Heo Jun was the highest among the officials on night duty.

The rest of them left the palace a long time ago.

Therefore, they did not expect anyone.

”Scholar Baik. I will go and see.”

”Yes.”

”Who visits here at this time?”

Heo Jun went out, ma.s.saging his legs. He sat down for a long time it numbed his legs.

Ganghyuk felt tired as the lecture stopped.

Pitpat, pitpat.

The man walked into the building.

There was a voice.

”There are many shoes here. Are there many night guards in Naeeuiwon?”

”As far as I know, there are not so many night guards.”

”It seems there is an emergency.”

The footsteps grew faster.

Heo Jun felt his heart beat hasten.

He recognized his voice.

'Why is Prince Gw.a.n.ghae coming here?'

He was not born from the queen. His mother was one of the concubines of Seonjo. However, Seonjo did not have a son with the queen so one of the concubines' son might succeed Seonjo.

Prince Imhae, Gw.a.n.ghae, or s.h.i.+nseong might be chosen as the Crown Prince.

It was highly probable that Prince s.h.i.+nseong would be chosen, as his mother was Inbin who was Seonjo's most beloved concubine.

Anyway, Prince Gwanhae was not an easy man.

Not only because he was a prince but also because of his dignity.

Those who have met him felt shared the same sentiment. He had something different from ordinary people.

While Heo Jun was thinking, Prince Gw.a.n.ghae came into the Naeeuiwon.

”Ah, you are the nightguard tonight.”

He recognized Heo Jun.

He knew Heo Jun cured Prince Imhae. Prince Imhae was his political rival, but he did not care. Heo Jun bent his body as if he were caught breaking the law.

”Your Highness, what brought you here? Is there anything I can do for you?”

”Eum. My wrist is always the same. I don't feel comfortable.”

He murmured looking at his right wrist.

It seemed he was back from the shooting range.

Apparently, he's feeling his wrist hurt again.

Heo Jun could see his hand was trembling with his bare eyes.

Heo Jun bent his body.

”I am sorry. My medicine might not work well.”

”Eum? No. The medicine worked. The problem is the effect of the medicine did not last.”

Gw.a.n.ghae smiled remembering the small pill Heo Jun had given him.

Heo Jun gave him a tablet a day. He wanted to have more, but Heo Jun told him he would only take one tablet a day.

”By the way, why are so many people gathered in the Naeeuiwon?”

”Ah…”

Heo Jun looked within the Naeeuiwon.

Although the people inside tried to be quiet, the crowd's noise could not be contained.

Such as sound from clothes.

Coughs.

Sneezes and yawns.

They did not do anything wrong.

All of the fellows in the building were authorized.

Ganghyuk and his fellows had their permit signed by Jeong Cheol, and the others were working in the Naeeuiwon.

Heo Jun opened his mouth carefully.

”I am afraid to say this, your highness, but we were having a lecture at this hour.”

”You are the one taking the lecture? Not giving?”

Heo Jun had a good reputation in the palace.

When Prince Imhae was sick, Heo Jun was selected to be his doctor because of his reputation. There were higher ranking doctors within the office of Jubu and Jikjang, but Heo Jun took the responsibility as Cheomjeong.

He proved his ability by curing Prince Imhae completely.

He became the peerless doctor in the palace, which meant he became the peerless doctor in Joseon.

However, now he said that he was listening to a lecture.

Knowing this, Gw.a.n.ghae became curious.

”Yes, your highness. He has deeper knowledge in medicine than me.”

”I would like to meet him. I have never heard of anyone who had better medical knowledge than you.”

”Ah.”

Heo Jun was hesitant to guide him to Ganghyuk.