91 What? 1 (1/2)
”Now?”
Ganghyuk's surprise prompted him to ask instinctively.
However, Ganghyuk did not think it was rude, so he did not give any reprimands to correct it.
Instead, he looked out of the window.
'It is getting brighter.'
It was a long time ago when the sun had set.
Therefore, the sun was rising again if it was becoming brighter.
'I worked overnight.'
He thought it was ridiculous.
Of course, he stayed awake overnight many times in the hospital.
When he was a resident doctor, he had to do overnight duties in the emergency room, operation room, and ward. He was familiar with working overnight as much as sleeping at night.
'They divided night duty into three, so I had to work overnight very often.'
At that time, he complained a lot.
However, now he thought they could not help it.
He was a surgeon.
If he worked as a night watch at the emergency room and had to operate, who would take care of the emergency room, and who would take care of the patients in the ward?
Therefore, they divided night watch duty into three and Ganghyuk had to work overnight every two days.
That happened when he was in his mid to late 20s.
After that, he did not work too hard.
After having his board certification, his life went well.
The hospital treated him very well too.
'I worked overnight, but I feel still good.'
Ganghyuk was surprised at his endurance. He tapped his face.
The skin that should be dry was still moisturized.
He was satisfied with his rejuvenated body.
He looked at Gw.a.n.ghae, smiling.
Gw.a.n.ghae was a teenager and he still looked all good.
”Eum. If you want me to do it now, I can come with you. I was worried if I would make a mistake out of tiredness, but I feel fairly good although I stayed awake all night long.”
”Good. Then let's go now.”
”Yes, but I need this bag. Guys, follow me.”
”Ah, these fellows are yours.”
Gw.a.n.ghae nodded his head, understanding the situation.
Dolseok and Makbong did not look like men working in the palace.
It was not because of the clothes.
They wore good clothes. As a matter of fact, the fabric of their clothes was better than that of Heo Jun's.
However, there was a certain atmosphere radiating from them that they could not hide. It told their origin.
There was one who was different from the others. It was Yeoju. She held a book and a brush on her hand, which told her status.
”These good paintings were drawn by this man.”
”Yes, his painting skill is not bad at all.”
”Not bad? No, it is really good. Heum…”
Gw.a.n.ghae showed interest in the book Yeoju held.
Although he did not learn systematically, one of his hobbies was painting.
In his eyes, Yeoju's painting was extraordinary.
The precise painting describing the a.n.u.s was excellent.
He had not seen such a realistic painting before.
He clapped his hands while looking at a picture of an a.n.u.s before his operation.
”Good. It is a really good technique. I would like to learn it if I have the time.”
Ganghyuk and Yeoju were startled by the remark of Gw.a.n.ghae.
Ganghyuk was afraid of being deprived of an able painter, and Yeoju was afraid of being identified as a niece of Jeong Yeorip.
However, Gw.a.n.ghae was not an obstinate boy.
He did not have time to learn painting either.
”While you were treating me, could you leave some paintings for me? Not the ones describing wounds…”
”Yes, I will do that, Your Highness.”
Yeoju answered quickly not to make any other problems.
Her voice was not perfect yet, although her disguise in costumes was near perfection.
Gw.a.n.ghae, however, did not notice it.
He smiled and showed his gladness.
”Good, good. I will get treatment and draw painting…This is good.”
”Eum”
Ganghyuk tried to tell him to stop drawing, but he did not.
He could not say that because Gw.a.n.ghae looked very happy.
”Let's go.”
Gw.a.n.ghae walked with his eunuch.
”Yes, your highness.”
Ganghyuk, his fellows, and Heo Jun followed.
There were two reasons why Heo Jun followed Ganghyuk.
One was because he was worried if Ganghyuk would make troubles to his etiquette in the palace, and the other was to learn his skills.
'He is an eccentric person.'
When Ganghyuk asked the prince if he did something else than reading Confucian scriptures in Joseon, the Confucian country, Heo Jun was frightened.
'But his highness did not feel bad. It is strange.'
Ganghyuk was very rude, but all the people who met him laughed rather than feel anger.
It seemed he did not cross the line.
He used honorific language and sometimes flexed on the counterpart.
While Heo Jun was following, thinking such things, the group arrived at the place of Gw.a.n.ghae.
The sun rose high in the sky.
Ganghyuk pointed the rock which shone under the suns.h.i.+ne.
”This is the rock on which your highness draw paintings.”
It was s.h.i.+ning as if it was polished with a rag.
It looked like an artificial marble.
”Yes. I draw nearly every day.”
”I can feel it from the surface of the rock. It is smooth and s.h.i.+ning.”
Ganghyuk looked at the rock exclaiming.
He almost touched the surface, but he could stop before touching it.
'Heo Jun told me that he erased his painting by himself.'
Perhaps it meant much to Gw.a.n.ghae.
Then it was better to be careful.
He was still a prince.
Although he was not born from the queen.
He will be a king later, but n.o.body, except Ganghyuk, did not know that.
”Eum, it has been many years that I got this one here.”
Gw.a.n.ghae swept the rock with his hand as if he patted a puppy.
Gw.a.n.ghae seemed to like the caring att.i.tude of Ganghyuk.
He took Ganghyuk's hand and let him touch the rock.
”Touch and feel it.”
”Wow, it is slippery. I can see my face on it.”
”Yes. I have taken care of it very carefully.”
It seemed true.
He polished the rock multiple times with Hanji to make s.h.i.+ne like this.
'Thus, his wrist feels pain…'
Ganghyuk did not feel good with seeing the s.h.i.+ning surface.
However, Gw.a.n.ghae looked so happy to see it.
”Come on. It is time for me to do the morning greeting.”
”Ah, yes. I see.”
Gw.a.n.ghae hurried up looking at the sun rising high.