Chapter 150 (1/2)

Chapter 150: Chapter 23

Lamp oil was rare in Joseon, old Korea. In particular, it could hardly be found in a shabby house like Changkwon's. The servants there were all old.

There was no chance that Kanghyok could be caught climbing the wall.

Kanghyok didn't want to ask a favor of Changkwon at all.

‘He was very stubborn even before the mayor. He wouldn't listen to me.'

As he saw numerous patients, he could immediately figure out his or her personality once he met them in person.

‘I don't want to argue with him. Let me come back when the curfew bell rings.'

Kanghyok turned back to see Yoni.

He needed a woman anyway to get close to Changkwon's daughter.

Yoni could easily climb the wall.

‘Sure, let's do that.'

He felt much more relieved once he made up his mind.

Noticing him smile, Changkwon tilted his head.

“So, have you found out the name of her sickness?”

“Oh, that is…”

Kanghyok straightened his face and said in a serious voice.

“First of all, …”

Then he took out some antibiotics, anti-inflammatory drugs and narcotic painkillers and gave them to Changkwon.

“Let her have this. She will feel much better.”

She would have a sound sleep after taking that medicine.

That would make it much easier for him and Yoni to come into her room for treatment.

“Thanks a lot. I'll never forget your help.”

“You're welcome. Let me come back tomorrow.”

“Can you?”

“Sure, I need to check if she is getting better anyway.” Then he hurriedly came out of his house with Yoni.

She came close to him and said, “Master, you're terrific.”

“Ugh? Why?”

“How can you figure out her sickness without even seeing her face?” Yoni asked in admiration.

With a bitter smile, though, he shook his head and said, “How can I know when I'm not a G.o.d?”

“Really? You gave the medicine to him, didn't you?”

“Well, that medicine is effective to some degree, but it can't cure her.”

“How miserable she is! Her voice was so feeble…”

Though Yoni seemed strong and courageous, she was really kind-hearted.

Looking around, he whispered in her ears, “Your speciality in the acrobatic team is high jump, isn't it?”

“What?”

“We have to come back here again later.”

“Here? When?”

It was quite dark outside.

She seemed to think it's well past for anybody to move around.

“After the bell rings.”

“Bell? Do you want to come back here after the curfew?”

“Yup.”

“Why?”

“I think I have to see her in person. I need your help, though.”

Yoni felt herself sobering after hearing that.

“So, are you going to cover her with a blanket and take her out?”

“Nope. I am not talking about that.”

“Then, are you going to enter her room directly? What if she screams at you?”

“Don't worry. She would feel drowsy because of the medication I gave her.”

“Still, she would violently resist if a man touches her body.”

“What? It's you, not me who's going to touch her.”

With a surprised look, she asked, “Me?”

“Yes. Does it matter if you touch her body?”

“Well… I've never treated somebody.”

“No worries. Let me coach you on the side,” said Kanghyok, nodding confidently.

“Really?”

“I'm good at treating patients, but also good at coaching somebody.”

“Okay, sir.” Yoni just looked down as she felt he was too brazen to praise himself.

But her facial expression seemed strange to him.

“Do you think you can't do it?” asked Kanghyok.

At his provocative question, Yoni talked back.

Actually, she was Orumsani, or a tightrope walker of the acrobatic team, dressed like a man.

She had a high sense of pride and guts, to say the least.

“Of course, I can!”

“Good. Let's move when the curfew bell rings, okay?”

“Hah…”

She freaked out when she thought she had to move around after curfew.

Taking a deep breath several times, she looked at Kanghyok. “Please let me take Makbong with me then.”

“Makbong?” Kanghyok instinctively conjured up the image of Makbong.

Short, st.u.r.dy, but with a strong build. Though he might be good at playing tricks, he might also be slow in action, Kanghyok felt.

“Why do you want to bring Makbong?”

“Well, he is very good at moving around at night.”

“Oh, really? Does he have any business to do at night at all?”

“Well…”

Looking down at her tiptoes quietly, she hesitated a bit.

But she opened her mouth, “There is a village near here where widows live in groups.”

“Widows' village?”

“Makbong works there to make some money.”

“Working at night?”

Kanghyok nodded, as if he figured out what Makbong was up to.

‘Hmm… I guess he must have good stamina, given the way that he plays on a swing.'

Makbong's strong build was quite impressive enough to stimulate the s.e.xual appet.i.te of widows who hadn't had s.e.x with men for a long time.