Chapter 158 (2/2)

Kanghyok looked down the street with an annoyed look.

It would take lots of time to go back to the street to buy that stuff.

“Well, my friend lives nearby, so I can borrow them from her.”

“Oh, really?”

That was a good solution.

“Where is her house?”

“Right there is n.o.bleman Yop Huh's house.”

“Yop Huh?”

Kanghyok knew him because he treated that man before.

“Yes, master. One of his children is a girl named Nansolhon. She is my bosom friend.”

“Hahaha.”

Kanghyok made a forced smile once he learned that Yop Huh was Nansolhon's father. Kanghyok wished he had studied Korean history harder during high school.

Nansolhon was the finest Korean painter in Joseon, and he was about to see this woman painter now!

Yoju Chung, who was Nansolhon's best friend.

Kanghyok never heard about Yoju in a history book, though.

At his strong reaction, Yoju tilted her head. “Do you happen to know her name?”

“Uh, no, not her name. I know her father, though.”

“Oh, let me tell her about you, then.”

Yoju then picked a stone on the road and threw it over the wall.

Though Yop Huh was not an inc.u.mbent official, his house was much larger than Changkwon's.

After Yoju threw several stones like that, somebody opened the door.

Her face was calm with regular features.

As soon as Kanghyok saw her, he could immediately recognize Nansolhon.

‘Wow, this is Nansolhon Huh!'

Though Nansolhon might be better at drawing, Yoju was much more beautiful than her.

“Hey, Yoju! Why are you playing tricks like this?

“Well, I'm dressed like a man for a specific reason.”

“Who is this man?”

“Kanghyok Paek. You know him, right?”

“Ah!”

Kanghyok was one of the most famous men in Suwon. And he treated her father's chronic hemorrhoids completely. How could she not know such a famous doctor?

She politely introduced herself, “How are you, sir? My name is Nansolhon Huh.”

“I'm Kanghyok.'

After exchanging pleasantries, she turned to Yoju again. “What business brought you here?”

“Well, I decided to help him. I wonder if I can borrow your painting supplies.”

“Helping him?”

“Yes. I want to draw some medicinal herbs and the way he is treating patients.”

“Wow, that might be very interesting. Did you father approve of it?”

“No, I'm doing it secretly.”

“It could be more interesting. Got it. Let me give you some supplies.”

Then Nansolhol quickly came out with the painting supplies.

They were of high quality, as opposed to Yoju's.

“Take care, then. I hope I can learn something from you later,” said Nansolhon.

“Okay, thanks!”

This was something Kanghyok didn't know at all.

Nansolhon had a private drawing teacher! And that teacher was Yoju.

‘Wow, I really can count on Yoju, then.'

Now, Kanghyok felt he was fully prepared to see the doctor.

“Great. Yoni, where shall we go?”

“I heard that he is staying at the foot of Mt. Kw.a.n.gkyo. We have to walk at least half a day.”

“Kw.a.n.gkyo? It's really far from here. Let's hurry up.”

Once the sun sets in Joseon, real danger luked everywhere.

In particular, if they had to head toward Mt. Kw.a.n.gkyo, the danger was bigger.

‘I can't allow myself to be some tiger's prey.'

All of them trotted along, with Yoju also following them.

With a satisfied look, Kanghyok spurred the pony.

At that moment, Yoni pointed somewhere. “Look at that mountain! That's Mt. Kw.a.n.gkyo.”

“We're almost there. I see some houses there, too. Great. Is the doctor there?”

“Yes, I'm sure.”

When he arrived at the destination, he could have a clearer view of the village.

Arriving at the entrance of the village, he saw some people gathered at one place.

“Are they having a feast?”

Dolsok shook his head at Kanghyok's question.

“Looks like that's a line waiting for their treatment. And that man at the forefront seems to be the doctor.”

“Oh, I see.”

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