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The steroid worked very well.

He might have no pain at all.

'He is young, so it works well.'

It might not be too late for the disease to return.

It might be a year or 2 years at best.

He might not have permanent scar or calcification in the ligament.

Of course, it depends on the patient and situation.

'I hope he will be ok.'

Ganghyuk nodded his head, watching Gw.a.n.ghae smiling.

Gw.a.n.ghae looked euphoric.

He did not feel any pain and numbness.

”Eum, it is really good. Wonderful. The pill was good, but this acupuncture works better.”

Gw.a.n.ghae praised Ganghyuk while looking at his wrist.

As he showed gladness on his face, everybody in the room brightened.

'But he should not use his wrist too much again.'

Ganghyuk wanted to make sure.

He did not want to make his efforts in vain.

”Your Highness, as I told you before if you used your wrist too much, it would recur.”

”Okay, okay, but it will be fine to draw some paintings, right?”

Painting…

Ganghyuk looked at Gw.a.n.ghae and the s.h.i.+ning rock alternatively.

He found Yeoju watching him with cat eyes.

It seemed that Yeoju wished to see his painting.

'Painting is okay…if he does not erase it by himself.'

”Alright, painting is fine.”

”Good. Go get my tools.”

Gw.a.n.ghae ordered for his tools to be given to him as soon as Ganghyuk gave the permission.

The eunuch ran and got the tools.

'Wow, he has many colors.'

He had not only black ink but also many colors out of natural ingredients.

He might be able to draw colorful paintings too.

Gw.a.n.ghae picked up the brush as if he were a boy who received a Christmas gift.

For the time being, the eunuch made ink by grinding an ink stick on an ink stone.

'The eunuch may have the same symptoms.'

Looking at this body, he seemed to be castrated before adolescence.

He had slim limbs, but his abdomen was big.

Looking at his Adam's apple, Ganghyuk felt sorry for him. Ganghyuk felt how terrible and inhumane the castration was.

'He may not have good muscle power, but he had to use the wrist too much. He must feel pain.'

It seemed likely that he must be feeling great pain in his wrist too.

”Euk”

He tried to hide his pain and stop them from knowing about what he's feeling.

However, Ganghyuk noticed he groaned because of pain.

'I need to see him later.'

While Ganghyuk was watching the eunuch, Gw.a.n.ghae and Yeoju had a good time.

”What brush do you use?”

”I am afraid …”

”Haha. Leave the etiquette behind and show me your brush.”

”Yes, Your Highness.”

Yeoju showed her brushes to Gw.a.n.ghae, trying hard not to let the prince realize her real gender.

Ganghyuk bought new brushes for her so most of them were high-quality products.

They were made of horse, tiger, fox, wildcat, or rabbit furs.

As Ganghyuk was ignorant of painting, he just selected expensive ones and Yeoju did not use them frequently.

She kept them with a thankful heart.

Among the brushes she showed, there was only one brush she used quite often.

Gw.a.n.ghae picked it up.

”This one is very good.”

”Ah.”

Yeoju opened her eyes wide due to surprise.

Gw.a.n.ghae picked up the brush and looked at it in admiration.

”It is made of weasel fur. The master craftsman selected good fur. Not too soft but not to tough. It is really good.”

”Thank you, Your Highness.”

Yeoju bowed and looked at Ganghyuk unknowingly.

It was the brush Yeoju used when she taught Ganghyuk.

She was surprised at his cleverness as he understood beyond what she taught him.

While Yeoju was thinking of Ganghyuk, Gw.a.n.ghae continued his praises.

”It is a bit small for me though.”

Gw.a.n.ghae looked at the hand of Yeoju while he held the brush.

”It might be a good size for you. I would like to see your painting. Draw here.”

Gw.a.n.ghae pointed his rock with his chin.

The eunuch, who was standing beside him, opened his eyes wide out of surprise.

He had never allowed anyone to touch his rock.

Yeoju did not know about it, so she nodded her head.

She had desired to show her drawing too.

When Gw.a.n.ghae gave her brush, she asked.

”What is the theme?”

”Theme? Oh…”

Gw.a.n.ghae thought for a while.

Then he exclaimed, hitting his palm with his fist.

”I usually draw martial art practices. Can you draw it?”

”Martial art?”

Yeoju was interested in drawing human movement.

At that time, most of the painters painted a landscape. Moreover, not real landscapes, but imaginary ones.

It was unusual to draw stationary objects Yeoju and Heo Nanseolheon did.

However, he loved drawing moving figures.

Yeoju felt that the prince in front of her was not an ordinary man.

'The line was very swift and light.'

It might be because of the drawing speed.

To sketch a moving person, the line should be drawn swiftly.

She had experiences in drawing moving things before.

'I drew the sparring of Yeoni and Ganghyuk yesterday.'

From the quick movement of Taekyeon.

'I have drawn operation scenes many times.'

To the slow movement of the treatment.

”I will try.”

Yeoju made a deep breath and started drawing on the rock.

She spent some time before starting, but once she started, she moved her hand without hesitation.

She made rough brush touch here and made soft touches there.

”Heo.”

Many people around exclaimed, and Gw.a.n.ghae was not an exception.

'Oh, she is a good performer.'

Ganghyuk paid attention to her performance.

It was a new experience to see her drawing on the big rock.