Reincarnated Swordmaster

Congressman Cheonghao was as follows:

Oriental integrity of celestial monsters.

Photography Signature of the Cultist.

The Highest Strength Road in Hanam.

Huangbo Yun of the Drug King.

Psychological Correlation.

I had met all of them once, and the Shinhwa's signature in particular was an immediate teacher who taught me medicine for over a decade. Moreover, I had a lot of things to do with my supervisor recently, so I couldn't forget it. In addition, they gathered together to fix the leprosy of the Sovereign Church and received indirect retaliation from the Sovereign Church.

'Cause I failed to fix the necropsy, but it was a spell. If you cure a simple disease or disease, there are five of them that cannot be cured in the world.'

I was convinced. I was not lacking in the fact that the physics of the painting itself, the master of the Huatile Literary, had reached the end of a great master. However, he tried to call everyone, not just the signature, because if the signature could not fix the details of the Jegalsa, then he would have lost his pride if he called the other senator. However, if you bring them together, you will be able to do more detailed care because of your competitive ritual as a congressman.

I thought I'd go to the flower maker first, but then I stopped. He said as if he had a hunch that he saw it.

"You might want to do it later."

"Hmm."

"First of all, I think we'd better start with the war routes."

"Twelve percent."

"Yes, it is inevitable to incorporate the signature of China through Jung Cheol-wook. You don't have to give me a twelve percent when the Middle East job isn't done yet."

"I'll get them for you one by one."

Pa 'at

I headed to Hanam's first road. The motorway was protected by the Black Horse and was among the most freely accessible senators at this point. I gave an overview of the situation to the motorway.

"Hm, so that's what the Sovereign did... and someone I need to heal injured his brain?"

"There is a high likelihood that the patient will have significant brain damage."

I explained the condition of the Jegalsa. Then the battle path seemed awkward.

"The brain is not my area of expertise. My major is trauma or sutures. I could rule with a pill, but more than that..."

"That's fine. I'm going to bring others in and somehow save them."

"I'm willing to do you a favor in connection with Black Horseman Munju, but the notorious senator who would deal with that kind of injury would never budge."

"I'll take care of that."

"Good."

I agreed to the plot and tried to move him to the boil.

It was then.

"Lord Baek Woong!!"

As I looked at you, Seo Mun-hye hurriedly ran to look at me. She came up to me and said,

"What happened? What about your father?"

I realized then that I haven't told Moon Hye Seo about her work yet. I should have delivered the gumma safely, but I forgot because I was busy with the imperial palace. So I told Moon Hye Seo what happened to the Black Horse and what had happened.

After hearing all the stories, Seo Mun-hye sighed.

"I'm glad your father's okay."

"I'm sorry to worry you."

"No. I'm always relieved that Hung Wung is helping him."

She smiled and said.

"You'll be busy, so I'll send a frozen sword to let your father know you're okay."

"Thank you."

"Then, Lord Baek Woong. Is there anything else we can do until your father returns?"

I thought about it for a moment and said.

"Please try your hardest without training."

"Yes?"

"I heard about the Imperial Court, but I know there may be more powerful enemies ahead and the world may be in chaos." I can't guarantee that even the Dagger can protect you. Give me enough strength to defend myself. "

In my words, Seo Mun-hye made a resolute face.

"I'll keep in mind what the Silver Man says."

Speaking of which, I took the Black & White Soviet Union out of my neck and gave it to Moon Hye as a root. When Seo Mun-hye accepted it with a surprised look, I asked her.

"This is the Elixir of Life. Eating this will greatly increase your internal airspace, so it will help you to train."

"Thank you!"

"Well, I'll be going..."

I retreated from Seo Mun-hye and took the battlefield to Jegalsa first. The subway examines Zegalsa for a moment and says,

"It looks like internal bleeding, but I'm not sure."

"So, do you know a congressman who specializes in brains?"

"... that's a tough question. How could the senator study the brain? Unlike other traumas, it's extremely difficult to cut into the brain or perform surgery yourself. A man like that would be in the hands of God."

I suddenly remembered the grumbling battle path.

"Yes. Another congressman in Cheonghao might know."

"As I suspected."

"Are you going to bring them here?"

"I was going to do that from the start."

"Well, good luck with that."

The motorway replied with no sincerity, even if it was a joke. It must have been very difficult for the Great Councillor of the World to find each and every one of them because they were scattered and hidden under heaven.

'But I know all about them in my past life.'

Next, I headed to the incarnate Hans Seikha. Then I met Han Jinsung and said,

"Sogaju. I have something urgent to ask you."

Hanjin smiled kindly.

"Of course. The Dragon incarnate asked me to do anything I can to help." "

"By the way, the Hundred Elders..."

"He entrusts me with a temporary housekeeper and is currently working on the follow-up of the imperial palace. He's not in Mainland."

I see.

I thought it was good and asked Hanjin Sung.

"I'm going to take my attending, Hwang Bo-yoon, the Drug King."

"What is it about?"

I told you that one of my colleagues is suspected of internal bleeding and must live. Hearing the situation before and after, Hanjin nodded his head.

"I'll give you permission. I want you to ensure the safety of the Drug King."

"Of course."

Later, I went to the Ghost Song with Hwang Bo-yoon, the Drug King who was called by Han Jinsung's command. Huangbo Yun, the Drug King who arrived at the Ghost Song, was surprised when he saw the previous route.

"Why are you here, old man?"

The battle path answered bluntly.

"Your Highness. Shut up and look at the patient."

Hwang Bo-yoon, the pharmacy king, seemed to be in a state of confusion, but soon he regained consciousness and went into a state of ecstasy. The exsanguination was possible because the progression of the disease is currently halted and the body's condition preserves its vitality. Huangbo Yun said a long time later:

"Well... I know there's an energy inside of you... I don't know what it is."

"Are you sure this is difficult?"

"My balance is shattered and I'm poisoning myself with any medication. It's hard."

Hwang Bo-yoon, the pharmacist, shakes his head in horror. The second I hit the void, I carefully spoke to them both.

"With all due respect, I'd like to call in the other three members of Congressman Cheonghao. Is it possible to assemble them all?"

On the other hand, Jung Bo-yoon and the Gangjeong-gil made an unpleasant expression. It's a matter of congressman's pride. But the war path replied as if there was nothing I could do.

"You don't have to sing it all! If you're going to summon Zhang, bring an old man with a costume or a flower signature!"

"I think so too."

I knew why they were reacting like that.

"The Eastern Integrity of the Celestial Monster... You must really hate it." '

Going against their nerves now is not a good choice. I nodded and said.

"I understand."

I used a flashlight to go to the conscious supervisor in the fall. Correlation Hyuk was treating a patient at his own doctor's office, and when he saw me, he looked uncomfortable.

"Correlation. Come with me."

"Why? I've already repaid you for your introduction to the backbone."

"Come with me first."

I forced my boss to stand in front of the Jegalsa.

"Huff!"

And he was surprised to see another Great Councilman come, and he was surprised twice when he found out that the person who needed to be treated was Jegalsa. Then he smiled and said.

"Well... leave it to me! Medicine is a character, so of course you should treat it."

It was a trustworthy voice like never before. I decided to wait for the coronary results of the correlation.

"Those two diagnoses of internal bleeding are correct. Actually, there was an internal bleeding in the hypothalamus and the nudulla was damaged. Also, thyroid cartilage appears to be malfunctioning, and there's a lot of damage around the body."

I was concerned about the attention around me, so I rebelled against him.

"Can you tell by the vein alone?"

"With the exception of Chairman Hwaseong, I'm proud to say that I've had the most frequent episodes of patients under the table. It's from experience."

At this point, Hwang Bo-yoon, the pharmacist, did not respond much, but the road was greatly disgraced by his pride.

"Rituality. What are you bragging about? Your medicine is not the best."

"Haha. Don't be jealous of what's left of you. I'm just saying, doesn't the trauma guy know that?"

"What!"

I hurriedly drove them away as the mood worsened.

"Ceremonial Correlation. You've said too much. Be respectful."

"Sure."

"So can you treat it?"

"Of course. I'd do anything..."

It was then.

I suddenly remembered one fact as I was telling the story, and my face became stiff. Then he shakes his hand and says,

"Ah... no. I need to think a little bit more."

He seemed to have figured out what I was thinking.

"You think I'm trying to kill Zegalsa because of the divorce laws."

"......"

Yes, it is.

Right now, the conscious boss is under the divorce laws of Jegalsa, so he is like a slave. And now that Zegalsa is deeply injured and confused, it was a great opportunity to get rid of the caster and escape from slavery. I quickly rejected the suggestion of correlation because I was reminded of such a contradiction. I sighed and said.

"I'm sorry."

"No. I would think the same of you. Then I'll step back, and I hope you find another good way."

"Please wait for the treatment to complete."

I put all sorts of correlations in my collar. If he returned it, he would have leaked the information of the Zegalsa to the Sovereign Church. And I had to put him in my collar just in case he needed advice.

And I was determined to bring the Oriental Ministry and the signature of China.

'I don't care if the Senate hates Eastern Integrity. Also, it doesn't matter if you see twelve percent of the signature.'

The most important thing right now is that my seagull recovers. If Zegalsa dies because she is worried about minor disadvantages, it is the Sapphire Chamber itself. I spoke my thoughts to the retinue and began to move quickly.

Pa 'at

I moved to consideration and contacted the almighty Jeong Cheol-wook. Of course the gatekeepers stopped him, but I spoke to them first.

"I am one of the successors of Hwasi-Moon from the Middle School. If you tell him this, he'll understand."

As he stood in front of Jung Cheol-wook through a little distraction, he told the flower sign beside him.

"What does it look like? Is this guy really a Fahrenheit?"

The signature seemed embarrassing.

"We can't tell from the outside."

I laughed and laughed.

"I want to go to the price of righteousness. I'm going to show you my medicine there, and I'm going to tell you what I came here for."

And I showed the technique and various medical knowledge of the fahrenheit needles that I've been practicing for decades at the cost of the signature. Not only that, but Hwaseonghee was completely poured and the signature trembled.

"You... are a genius! At that age..."

"Will you listen to me now?"

"Tell me."

I thought about it for a moment and said to the florist:

"We need to save one person. And to do that, Hanam's first, the pharmacy king and the ritual are all in one place."

"W-what?!"

To the shocking painter, I explained the details and the current state of the Jegalsa. He also told me about his diagnosis of consciousness. When she heard my story, she tilted her head and said,

"Certified Correlation has no medical specialty in any of your words, but is a first-class congressman with expertise in every field. If such a correlation were done with the diagnosis, I wouldn't have any reason to go...?"

"We have a situation. Correlation is completely unreliable because he is in a position to benefit from his death. That's why we need Senator Hua's expertise and diagnosis. because that would be objective."

"Haha…!! I understand that, but why should I help you?"

The flower signature stared at me with sharp eyes.

"I admit that you're a genius who inherited the authentic doctrine of Hwasimon, but I'm not free enough to help others! If it's not going to help me, the reason I'm going back to the Middle East is..."

Kuang

The next moment, I slammed the golden chunk out of my collar and put it down. It was a gold ingot that was originally owned by a black horse that created a nonwolf and obtained more when it was called the body of the tissue. When I saw the gold ingots piled up in the shape of the seventh floor, I opened my mouth.

"With the influence of this gold ingot and nonviolence, I will make it easy for you to consider the weight and blood of the middleman. Need more help?"

"Hnng... no! Are you sure you want to do that? Really?!"

"Of course, we can protect the Fahrenheit's blood in the Middle School with unprecedented strength."

The flower signature grabbed my hand.

"I will! I will cooperate wholeheartedly in saving the man named Zegalsa." "

"Reliable."

"But... how helpful my medicine can be..."

I smiled as I saw the signature of the coin trying to make a hole in the way out. Since the signature was also unwilling to be immersed in dangerous things and hesitant, it reminded me of the old times.

"No, I'm sure Senator Hwa is the best candidate."

"Why?"

"Hwassie medicine is a practice of the Hua 'ta family. Are you more authentic about the human body and anatomy than any other Supreme Court Member, and do you have any particular knowledge of the brain? We also know that you are the only one who knows how to create a pulmonary vision."

Yes, I didn't just come here because the signature of the painting was a good relationship in the past. It is because I know that the signature of the coin is the best person to heal the details of the Zegalsa that no other member of the Grand Council can touch. It was not a difference in medicine, but a difference in specialization.

He said as if he was surprised by the flower signature.

"You know all about the vision and abilities... Don't you think you should heal yourself?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just a kid, I'm just a beginner. We don't know anything about the most advanced field of medicine, the brain."

I mean, it's true. I had been a full-time congressman for over a decade living under the signature of a painting, but it was a minimum. I didn't know anything about the human body's secrets such as brains, nerves, bone marrow, blood, etc. that only the flower signatures knew. There was a huge difference between my signature and my skills.

The flower signatures nod.

"Okay, let's go."

Pa 'at

When I arrived inside the cabin with the signature of the coin, I met him with three other eyes. The road to the battlefield spoke as if in despair.

"You brought the painter!"

Huangbo Yun of the Drug King said:

"Well, if it's a brain, it's worth healing."

Hwa-signature glanced at Hwang Bo-yun, the pharmacy king.

"Hwang Bo-yun. I have to make a jar, so make enough of the ingredients I'm talking about."

"Got it."

And I met the eyes of Hwaseong and Hwaseong-hyeok. Correlation laughed bitterly.

"Frenzied. Have you heard my diagnosis from him?"

"Of course, conscience."

"I assure you, I have not falsely diagnosed. Trust me."

"Why would I suspect you in vain?"

The signature of the painting became harmless, diagnosing Zegalsa's pulse, and began promoting her entire body and body. She had been diagnosing me for a long time, she said.

"... This is embarrassing."

"What's the matter?"

When I asked him my question, he looked down at the patient with a stiff face and said,

"I can fix this guy with the help of three, but I don't think he's perfect. At any rate, there is a high likelihood that the brain will remain impaired with memory impairment, damage to the frontal lobe, or unexpected sequelae."

"......!!"

"Hnng... this is going to be a really difficult surgery. How did this guy end up with so much internal organs and brains? This was supposed to be dead. A living corpse..."

The sighing signature was not a lie at all. And the other three senators who heard the story of the signature became as heavy as lead. They also assumed something similar to the signature.

Then he suddenly said that the motorway he was listening to.

"Isn't there still one left?"

"......"

At that moment, a person's face went through everyone's head.

I muttered his name with a truly detestable face.

"The Celestial Monster...."

Eastern integrity!

The Soviet subordinate and aiming for airborne airborne reception was the most eccentric member of the world, but the medical community was indeed the first among the Great Councillors. The path to the Great War was to borrow the power of such Eastern integrity.