Chapter 157 (1/2)

Chapter 157: Chapter 30

He s.h.i.+vered with pain for a moment, and then fell asleep.

Kanghyok checked his temperature cautiously so as not to wake him.

‘37.2 °C. Fever went down, but…'

Obviously, his fever would go down as he took some anti-inflammatory medicine.

As long as Sungmun is completely cured of malaria, his fever would never come back again.

His liver was swollen, which meant his sickness was worsening.

If the alcohol brewed with artemisia was not effective, his condition could get worse.

‘I think I have to see some herbal medicine doctors.'

Out of desperation, Kanghyok thought of what type of doctor he could meet.

Soon, Kanghyok recalled one doctor, but quickly rejected him.

‘No, not that doctor!'

That doctor insisted the patient's sickness was simply an upset stomach when it was actually appendicitis.

Kanghyok could not leave his father's health to such a quack.

‘Let me wait for a moment. It's clear that artemisia contains some component that is effective for curing malaria.'

Leaving his sleeping father behind, Kanghyok came out.

With a worried look, Dolsok asked, “How is his condition?”

“He's sleeping as his fever dropped.”

“Wow, you're really a genius doctor! Our patients get better once you treat them.”

After saying that, he put leather shoes on Kanghyok.Sungmun lay in bed, pulling a blanket over his head.

“Uh…”

“Master, do you think that is enough?” Dolsok asked, pointing at the pile of artemisinin gra.s.s near the kitchen.

“No, that's not enough. Pluck up some more.”

WIth just that amount, it would definitely be out of stock by tomorrow.

“Got it, sir. Let me order our servants to gather more of it.”

“Sure. Contact the acrobatic team to get their help.”

“Yes, sir. Let me go and convey your request to them.”

“Good.”

After sending him down to the village bar where the acrobatic team was staying, Kanghyok cast a glance at the medical bag with a resentful look.

“Whew~” he let out a sigh subconsciously.

‘Dang it. If he was just injured, I can treat him easily.'

Though the bag contained a lot of medical devices such as plates, it was utterly useless when it came to treating his father.

“Why are you letting out a sigh like that?”

When Kanghyok raised his head, Soonsin Lee was standing before him.

He sprang to his feet and said, “Oh, brother Soonsin.”

“Why are you surprised like that?”

Breathing out a sigh again, Kanghyok sat down.

Soonsin also sat beside him slowly.

“You must be worried quite a lot.”

“Yes, you know I'm a doctor, but I can't do anything…”

“No, you're doing really good. Your father is sleeping well now. The new medicine you have made seems to take effect.”

“I hope so.”

Then Soonsin said, showing his leg to him, “See! I have no problem with running at all.”

“Oh, I see.”

“I don't think they can find another good doctor like you,” Soonsin praised him a lot.

Of course Soonsin knew nothing about medical skills no matter how good he was at martial arts. And right now, he was a nameless n.o.bleman who failed in the state civil exam on martial arts.

‘I'm kind of touched by his praise, though.'

Kanghyok felt at ease after Soonsin praised him.

He could feel an infinite sense of trust in him.

“Your eyes are welling up with tears, man,” said Soonsin.

“Really?”

“You're so tender-hearted as a man. Come on and take a walk with me.”

“Oh, thanks.”

Kanghyok quickly wiped his tears with the hem of his sleeve. He then stood up and walked side by side with Soonsin.

“Your father has a lot of concerns about you.”

“Well, it's because I am not preparing to take the state civil exam.”

“I told him not to worry. I don't think there is another fine person like you.”

“Thanks, brother.”

Those servants who went out to gather more artemisinin gra.s.s came back one by one.

Each of them had a bagful in hand.

“Master, is this enough?” asked Oksok.

“Yeah, that's more than enough.”

“I hope our master can recover quickly,” said Oksok. He looked toward Sungmun's room with a sincere expression.

Other servants did the same.

Soonsin and Kanghyok as well as every member of the Sungmun family hoped for his quick recovery.

Was it because of their sincere yearning for his recovery? Because the next day, Sungmun's condition had become better.

“I feel like I can move around now.”

And the next day: “Wow, I feel so good.”

By the third day, he was back to normal.

“I think I'm cured completely.”

The fourth day he became fit as a fiddle, as if he had never been sick.

“I would like to go out for a change.”

“No, dad. You should stay inside until today.”