When I heard that I had been to Shaolin Temple, Jong-seok hurriedly asked.

"Did you talk about me?”

"What story?"

"I learned martial arts from you.”

"Was it a story to hide?”

Jong-seok shook his head at Heo Yul's curious look.

"Not really, but... "My teacher just came out of Shaolin Temple..."

"I suppose so."

Huh Yul, who nodded, said with an apologetic look.

"I didn't think of it and told it to the monk of Shaolin."

Jong-seok shook his head at Heo Yul's apology.

"No, it's an old story. It doesn't matter."

"Yes, they didn't seem to care much either."

Jong-seok changed the subject when Heo Yul said.

He changed the subject so that Heo Yul would not feel any more sorry for what he had already said.

"So how was Shaolin?"

"It was like a martial arts school."

"A martial arts school?"

"Should I say it's a martial arts school taught by the victors? It felt like that anyway. Moreover, thanks to its influence, the whole city seemed to be a martial arts city."

"People from all over the world are gathering at Shaolin to study martial arts.”

Heo Yul nodded at Jong-seok's remarks.

"Anyways, I went and met some people called martial arts masters, and they were like history of power."

"Really?"

"When I smashed the stone plate with my fist, and hit myself with a baseball bat, I remembered the old country pharmacists breaking the bat."

Heo Yul said Jong-seok after thinking for a while.

"It's probably not an inner workings, it's a outer workings.”

"Excuse?"

"It's not about the internal organs, it's about training your body's muscles and skin."

"I see."

Jong-seok, who shared a few more words with Heo Yul, nodding his head, was lost in thought as he watched him go out.

'Sorimsa... I don't think that's what I thought. Are you sure your old self is gone?’

Jong-seok, who had been thinking about it for a while, nodded.

"I'll have to go there in winter."

Shaolin had already tried to go. I've been selling a lot of Shaolin Temple names, so I've been wondering what kind of place it is.

***

A month after Huh Yul went on a business trip to China, it became the day that customers from China decided to come to Korea.

Jong-seok was there to greet guests who were supposed to come from China.

Heo Yul had to come with him, but he couldn't miss the class today and sent Jongseok instead.

After a while at the arrival hall, foreigners began to show up.

To those people, Jong-seok was given a Chinese character name written on the paper.

Then six Chinese approached Jong-suk.

"Mr. Lee Jong-seok?"

Jong-seok bowed his head and said, "I already spoke on the phone when I left China."

"I'm Lee Jong-seok from the licensed clinic. Welcome to Korea."

"Thank you for your welcome."

"Professor Huh should be here, but he couldn't because he had a class today. Please come this way."

Jong-seok guided them to the airport entrance, dragged the van in the parking lot and picked them up.

As he moved with the Chinese in Ben, Jong-seok talked to them.

"I heard you learned Shaolin martial arts.”

When asked by Zo Yin, a Chinese medicine professor at Habuk University in China, Jong-seok nodded.

"When I was young, I learned martial arts from my teacher, Shaolin monk."

"I see. But I heard you had the inner workings.”

"Yes."

"Internal engineering... It's not something you can easily see in China these days."

"You must have seen it if it's not easy to see it?"

The curiosity about Jong-seok's face was dim at Joe's words. I haven't seen a warrior with inner workings other than himself.

Joyn nodded at the question of Jong-seok.

"I haven't seen a lot of them, but all the doctors I've brought in this time are people who have the experience."

At Joe's words, Jong-seok glanced behind them with a rearview mirror. They were looking out the window at the scenery, talking with curious eyes.

Jong-seok told him.

"Is this your first time in Korea?"

"This is the first time I've ever been on an airplane."

Joine smiled at the therapist's words.

"It's my first time to be in a city because everyone here has been training in Simsan."

"I heard you're a therapist. How do you treat people when you're in the mountains?"

"When people who know me come to me with an egg, they treat me in the mountains. Professor Heo also had a hard time going up the mountain to get treatment.”

At Joe's words, Jong-seok glanced at the rearview mirror and said,

"Then how do you train your flag?"

One of the therapists looked at the question of Jong-seok.

"Then what do you do?"

"I train my pupils and my mind together."

"What do you do with your pupils and your psychology?”

"The pupils are working hard on Sorim's Cheonyeop-su and the shaman's Taecheongsim-do."

The Taesungsim Act was the public sentiment of Doga, which was bought by a madman.

"Tae-cheong-sim law... I've never heard of it."

"The name suggests that the province is affiliated."

Jong-seok said as he watched the therapists talk.

"What about you?"

When asked by Jong-seok, said the therapist who first talked to him.

"I'm also building my skills through martial arts and breathing techniques."

Other therapists talked about their training methods at the therapist'

Of course, there were no exact training methods and contents.

I was just talking about the art of learning and the art of public interest.

And the story was interesting. I can talk to someone who knows about my work.

Besides...

'This must mean energy.'

When I saw the chiropractors I brought to Zoin, I felt something special about them.

And Jong-seok knew it was their inner workings.

It doesn't feel strong, but it certainly felt clearer and stronger than Heo Yul and Heo Pyung-ji, who are learning to play Geon-gon-gu.

How strong are they?

To build up one's inner workings, martial arts are more effective than just doing the trick.

Martial arts would be great for therapists who are this energetic.

'I wish we had a fight.’

When Jong-seok thought of that, Jo-in took a piece of paper out of his pocket and held it out.

"Will you please go here?"

At Joe's words, Jong-seok glanced at the paper. An address was written there.

"Master doctor?"

"Professor Heo said you have a good understanding of the internal pulse.”

"Yes."

"So I wanted to see it for myself."

At Joe's words, Jong-seok looked at him and said,

"There are many patients who have been admitted to licensed clinics."

"The patients there are the ones you know, so I want you to keep the new ones in line."

You want to test it out.’

Jong-seok nodded at Joe's words. I'm sure you're curious about Joe. How he treats people with his inner workings.

That's why I want to see it in person.

"Okay."

Jong-seok stopped his car on one side of the road, entered the address on the navigation, and soon moved the car to the master's seat.

The master doctor was in Konkuk University. On one side of Konkuk University, there was a place where many Chinese people lived, and they were sitting there.

When I pulled over in the parking lot of the master's seat, a person approached me with a smile.

"Professor."

Join smiled and raised his hand as a man, who looked about thirty years old, approached.

"Long time no see."

"Welcome in."

Join smiled at the man's words and pointed to Jong-seok.

"This is Lee Jong-seok, a licensed doctor, and this is a master doctor's bluff. He's also my disciple."

When Zoin introduced both sides, Jong-seok reached out his hand.

"Nice to meet you."

"You're a licensed congressman. I've heard of the reputation of a licensed doctor. I've heard that acupuncture is great. I want to go and learn."

Heo Yu and Jong-seok greeted each other and soon entered the master's office.

There were many Chinese patients at the Master's Hospital, just like the one run by Chinese medicine. And the interior was decorated with red traditional Chinese lanterns and patterns.

"As you said, we have a few patients here."

When Heo Yu opened a room in Rep. I saw five people sitting in it.

"These are patients who come to our clinic."

Jo-in approached the patients and introduced herself to the patients, grabbed them by the wrist, and had a tingling sensation.

And when Heo Yu saw the patient care table he brought, he nodded.

"You've been doing well."

"Thank you."

Joy saw Jong-seok when Heo-yu, who felt good about his teacher's praise, smiled back.

Jong-seok nodded at him and approached the patients and began to feel the pulse.

"You have diabetes. "You have a bad liver and lungs..."

"You have a bad back. "You have a bad bladder..."

"I've had a complication with my eyesight because of diabetes."

Joine's face was filled with admiration when he saw Jong-seok's patients.

'You have a good pulse.’

When Jo-in thought of it, Jong-seok stayed still for a while after suffering from an old lady's pulse.

Then he opened his mouth after a while.

"I think you should send this patient to a general hospital."

When Jong-seok spoke in English, Jo-in and Heo-yu looked at him and asked him in English.

"General Hospital?"

Then, Joy saw her grandmother.

"You're not a gastritis patient?"

"Initial stomach cancer."

Jong-seok is speaking in English because he is afraid that he will be scared if he finds out that the patient is cancer.

"Gastric cancer?"

Jong-seok's words seemed to be false.

"I know Grandmother Wang well. Cancer is ridiculous."

He is the doctor of Grandmother Wang. I couldn't believe that Jong-seok caught the symptoms he hadn't seen for years at once.

"It's a very early symptom, so it must have been hard to get a pulse."

"So you had an early stomach cancer with a vein?"

"We put a history in you to see your condition."

At Jong-seok's words, Heo Yu and Jo-in caught Grandma Wang's pulse on both sides.

Jong-seok opened his mouth at the sight.

"You'll feel the pulse of the top half if you take a good look at the pulse."

The two began to feel Mac with care.

I can't feel the pulse of the rock.’

When Joe thought of such a thing, the bluff caught his eye. And when Joe found out he was not holding the pulse, he nodded.

'Yes, it is.’

When Heo Yu inwardly relieved, Jo-in looked at Jong-seok.

"I can't get the pulse.”

"You'll feel a pulse in three breaths. Feel it carefully."

At Jong-seok's words, Jo-in breathed slowly and examined the pulse.

And the surprise was young on Joe's face, which had been on the pulse for about five minutes.

'I can feel the pulse.’

Although weak, I felt a pulse meaning cancer. Joine saw the last stone.

"That's great.

Unknowingly, he looked at Zoin speaking in Chinese, and he was surprised by the bluff.

"Teacher?"

Joy nodded at the false remark.

"Mr. Lee is right. The pulse is weak, but I feel it."

"I..."

"I've barely caught Mac too, so just because you haven't, it doesn't mean you're lacking in skills."

Then Joe saw Jong-seok.

"How did you catch this faint pulse so easily?"

"If you apply your internal organs to Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine, you can better understand the symptoms by putting your own history into a person's body. That's why we need to study the fusion of internal engineering and oriental medicine."

At Jong-seok's words, Jo-in looked at the chi therapists.

"What do you think?”

The wonder was young in the face of Joe, who was talking and looking at the chi therapists.

Chi therapists were looking at Jong-seok with a shocked face.

'Why?'

Jo-in, who was looking at the chi therapists with a curious face, opened his mouth again.

"What's wrong?"

At Join's question, the Chi therapists came to their senses, and bowed their heads to Jong-seok with a caption.

"I didn't recognize you."

Joyin's bewilderment at the guile therapists looked at them with young eyes.

What's wrong with them?’

The guillotine therapists were self-respecting and eccentric people. It is strange that such people suddenly showed an extreme example to Jong-seok.

If Jo-in was surprised by Jong-seok's ability to pulse, the Chi therapists were surprised by Jong-seok's inner workings.

As soon as Jong-seok pulled up his inner ear to contract the patient, the technicians felt Jong-seok's energy.

'It's great energy.’

'How much do you mean?

"How can such a young man be this energy..."

'I was a frog in a well. I didn't recognize the sky.’

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