Jong-seok, who decided to date Lee Soo-mi openly, felt good. Before, it was all about hiding, dating in the car, and watching movies at home.

But now, even if you go to the movies and shopping, you don't have to be cautious.

And the news came out well, and many people left good comments.

Lee Soo-mi's agency has been sneaking out a few articles about Jong-seok.

What kind of person Jongseok is and how much he did at Samwang Station.

I also sneaked up on past events there. Good things that Jong-seok did, such as fighting with Chinese fishing boats.

So Jong-seok's image was redesigned and people liked him.

Then, when Jong-seok and Lee Soo-mi announced their love affair, people congratulated Jong-seok and Lee Soo-mi on meeting each other.

However, people thought Lee Soo-mi was a waste because she was a friend of Korea's best actor and an ordinary Korean doctor.

It is a meeting between Korea's best actress and a good cook.

Jong-seok, who was reading comments on the Internet, lost his appetite.

'Do I look inclined?’

Jong-seok, who was thinking of that, laughed.

"It's pretty, though."

Nurse Oh came in while I was thinking for a while.

"Shall we start the treatment?”

"Yes."

"There are many reservations today."

Jong-seok smiled and nodded at nurse Oh's words. It has been about three weeks since Jong-seok saw medical treatment at the licensed clinic.

In the meantime, those who had received any medical treatment from Jong-seok wanted to see him even if they had made a reservation.

Even the same saliva is more effective if it is hit by Jong-seok, and especially for pain treatments such as back and joints, so everyone makes reservations with Jong-seok.

"How many people do you have?"

"There are twenty people who are booked."

"Twenty... Do we have to treat each patient in 20 minutes?"

Unlike both rooms, the oriental medicine doctor put saliva and moxibustion in one room, so 20 minutes was not long.

Of course, if you get a quick checkup, you'll be able to get your pulse and your saliva in ten minutes, but... Jong-seok was not a long time to explain healthy food, medicine, and exercise while he was treating Jong-seok was not long enough.

"It's a little tight, but... I can't help it because all the patients want to see him."

Oh's words made Jong-seok's mouth water. There were now four more oriental doctors in the licensing clinic: Heo Pyung-ji, Heo Yul, and Heo Wi.

And one of them is Jongseok.

Anyway, he wants to see a doctor, but he can't refuse.

"Let's cheer up. I'll get started."

Nurse Oh began to bring the patient into Jong-seok's mouth.

***

Jong-seok, who had treated outpatients and was preparing to leave work, was visited by Heo Pyung-ji.

"Is work worth it?”

"Is there anything uncomfortable about doing it in a familiar place?"

"Every patient seems to be looking for you."

"That's what happened."

"Unlike Yang, oriental medicine has a large effect depending on its ability, so patients recognize it first."

Then Heo Pyung-ji looked at Jong-seok and said,

"I've got a place to go today. Is that okay?”

"Where are you going?”

"One monk I know well says he's not feeling well. So I'm going to visit him and go visit him for a bit of trouble."

"Ah! Then I'll take you.”

Jong-seok began to pack a bedding set and mugwort in his bag on one side.

When Jong-seok packed his luggage, Heo Pyung-ji called Lim Ae-hee.

"I'm going with Jong-seok. Come down."

Jong-seok saw him on the phone of He Pyung-ji.

"Will Grandma come with you?”

"He's a monk I know."

"Which mountain?"

"Mountain? It's not mountain.

"You're going to see a monk?"

When Jong-seok wondered, Heo Pyung-ji smiled and said,

"There's no law that a monk must stay in the mountains. And there's no law to stay in the mountains."

"Then?"

"The temple is in Gangnam."

"In Gangnam... temple?"

When Heo Pyeong-ji, who smiled at Jong-seok, went out, Jong-seok followed him.

And after a while, Lim Ae-hee came down from the elevator.

Jongseok, who started off with the Heo Pyung-ji couple, was able to see the temple located on the outskirts of downtown Gangnam.

Even if it's outside, Gangnam is Gangnam... There were tall buildings around, and only the temple was far from it.

"Wow...."

Jong-seok looked at the temple with bewildered and a little absurd eyes. The temple was not very big.

Of course it was smaller than a temple in the mountains, not on a small scale, considering it was in the city.

There was one building and two modern buildings that looked like Daeungjeon Hall.

Besides, the land in it looked pretty big.

'There's a temple here.’

I don't know, but it' A temple in a terrible place for land prices...

Hupyeongji pointed to the temple when Jongseok was puzzled.

"You can get into the parking lot of the building next door over there."

Jong-seok pulled over to the parking lot of the building next to the temple at his horse.

And Jong-seok, who received the parking permit, took the elders and walked to the temple.

"I didn't know there was a temple like this in Gangnam."

Entering the favorable evaluation, Heo Pyung-ji nodded at Jong-seok's words.

"It's one of the few places that didn't break down when developing Gangnam."

"When I see dramas, they push and develop buildings like this."

"He said one of those in power was a believer here. So I couldn't get kicked out. If it weren' It would just have been pushed away."

As he entered the compound, Heo Pyung-ji bowed his head as he joined hands with a approaching monk.

A middle-aged monk, who was approaching him, bowed his head as he joined hands.

"Are you here?"

"I stopped by because the monk said he wasn't feeling well."

"Inside, please."

A middle-aged monk turned and took them to a modern building on one side.

There were two modern buildings in Hosimsa Temple. One looked like a large auditorium, where the congregation gave lectures and ate.

And the building where Jongseok goes now consists of the kitchen on the first floor and the monks' quarters on the second floor.

The monk, who went upstairs, beat the door small on one side.

Tap tap tap!

"Princess Hupyeongji is here."

"Come in."

When a small voice was heard from inside, the monk opened the door and backed away.

When Heo Pyeong-ji and Lim Ae-hee went inside, Jong-seok followed.

The room wasn't that big. And on one side sat Nos. Nos. with no idea how old he was.

"Tree amytabul."

When North sat down and joined hands, people joined hands and shouted their disapproval.

"Tree amytabul."

When Heo Pyung-ji, who memorized the dislike and gave an example, sat in front of Nosim, Lim Ae-hee and Jong-seok also sat next to him.

"I'm sorry I couldn't get up and fit."

The vanity shook its head at the words of North Korea.

"No. How are you feeling?"

"Shouldn't Heo tell you? I guess it's just that I'm old.”

Smiling, as North Korea reached out its hand, Huh Pyung-ji nodded and took a pulse.

And when he saw Jong-seok in a moment, he stepped forward and touched the pulse of North Korea.

Noth smiled at it.

"Maybe it's the girl the poet was talking about."

"Yes."

"Your face is so clean and nice."

North Korea, who was watching Jong-seok with a smile, opened his mouth.

"How old are you this year?"

"27.

"What a good age."

Nod nodding Nosim pulled his hand while looking at Jong-seok.

When Jong-seok let go of his hand and stepped back, Nosim smiled.

"Yes, how is it?"

"I don't have any leftovers, but... You're losing a lot of energy."

North Korea nodded at Jong-seok's words.

"It's called old age."

"You'll feel better if you get spanked and look at yourself."

"What would it be different to live a day or two more after living over a hundred years? "It's just a matter for heaven to call... "

"Even if the sky calls, shouldn't it be comfortable on the way?"

North Korea smiled at Jong-seok's words.

"So is he. At least the children won't be tired of taking care of me.”

said the North Koreans with a smile.

"Don't say that. You have to live longer."

"It's only hard for monks to live a long life.”

"Then I will come often and drool for the Hearing Monks and other monks."

"You must like them because they're so hard to take care of their elders.”

While the two were talking, a middle-aged monk who guided them came in with a car.

Seeing a middle-aged monk who dropped off his car and sat down, Heo Pyung-ji said.

"It's a Buddhist monk. Say hello."

Jong-seok bowed his head, putting his hands together to the hearing at Huh Pyung-ji's words.

"This is Lee Jong-seok."

"I've heard a lot from the owner. It's hearing."

When Gongsun greeted each other, Heo Pyeong-ji looked at Jong-seok and said, "Maybe I didn't want to hurt you."

"The monk is Ambassador Hong Ryung."

Jong-seok bowed his head, and Hong-ryeong nodded and said,

"Good to see you."

"Then I'll give you a needle."

As Hong-ryeong smiled and laid herself down slowly, Jong-seok began to needle his body.

A voice came from outside during the hour of the hour.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you, Monk. I'm looking forward to seeing you.

A voice heard from outside, the auditory frowned and quietly raised himself.

In response to such an auditory response, Huffyung-ji opened her mouth.

"You don't look so good. Are you an unwelcome hand?"

Hong-ryeong opened her mouth with a bitter smile at the question of Heo Pyung-ji.

"You're trying to buy a favor.”

"Reviewing?"

"What building are you going to build here? Even if you don't want to sell it, you come often."

"You're an uninvited guest. Why don't you just shut the door?"

"The reason why Hosimsa came down to a place other than a mountain is because it wants to make one more person listen to the mercy of the impossible. Can't it stop the one who comes?"

"He is, but... Is there any reason to go all the way here with a mind other than a mind to be honored?"

"There's a Buddha who's in hell on his own to save those who have fallen into hell."

Seeing Hong-ryeong smiling, Jong-seok said with a jealous eye.

"It's not good to speak during the hour."

"Okay."

When Hong-ryeong closed her mouth, Jong-seok paid attention and began to needle.

When Jong-seok was drilling, he heard a loud voice from outside.

"What are you doing now!"

Jong-seok, who was acupuncture on the ancient voice of the monk Hearing, frowned and looked at the door.

Then he finished the procedure and said to Heo Pyung-ji.

"Wait a moment..."

When Heo Pyung-ji nodded, Jong-seok slowly rose up and opened the door and came out.

After opening the door, Jong-seok looked down the hall. Three men in black suits were confronting four monks in the precinct.

"I'm just saying hello, but isn't that too much?"

"The eldest monk said he was not well enough to meet people. Stop going back."

"I just saw my kids enter the big monk's room... Isn't it too much to ask for us alone?"

"It is those who have ties to the great monk."

"We come here every day, so we can't say we're meant to be."

Jong-seok went down the stairs and approached them, looking at those who wanted to meet the great monk and those who said no.

"What's the matter?"

Men and monks saw him at Jong-seok's words. Then the hearing shook his head, joining hands.

"The Lord is in."

One of the men's faces hardened when Jong-seok looked at him at the words of his hearing.

'Why is that... monster here?'

One of the men in suits recognized Jong-seok. And Jong-seok recognized him, too.

Some of the men are staring at themselves, so they are blinded.

'Huh? Isn't he from Daedeok Construction?'

I don't remember his name, but when he was an intern last year, he was next to Wang Daedeok at Daedeok Construction.

Jong-seok, who thought of his name for a while, soon found his memory and opened his mouth.

"Isn't that Chief Ko Sung-sil?"

When Jong-seok pretended to know, Ko Sung-sil's face began to turn white.

It is still clear that Jong-seok blows the car with his palm in the memory of the ancient castle.

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