Friday afternoon nurse Chang was sighing. There were many players in her eyes.

Watching the players sitting on one side of the ice rink waiting for medical treatment makes me sigh.

It's... it's the same whether you're at the health center or here.

No, it'll be harder here. He's alone here, but other nurses help him at the health center.

Jong-seok smiled and said to the sight of nurse Jang sighing at him.

"It may be hard, but there are still a lot of handsome players."

Since most athletes are good-looking, it is a happy thing for women, regardless of whether they are virgins or virgins.

But, uh...

"Then what would you do? It's just eye candy."

"But where's the feast of snow? They're all heroes to watch on TV when the Olympics are held."

When Jong-seok approached the players with a horse, nurse Chang sighed and followed him.

"Hello."

Jong-seok greeted the players he knew and said to the people.

"If you're new to the clinic, this way, and if you've been treated before, this way. We're going to start with people who've seen you before."

When the players were divided, Jong-seok started to feel the pain from those who had seen medical treatment.

After seeing how much the situation has changed before and now, I treated him accordingly.

Most of the players here were in good health, even if it was a medical treatment. Since they are all athletes participating in the Winter Olympics, they have built their condition and body accordingly.

So what Jong-seok needed to see was muscle fatigue, indigestion, or insomnia caused by tension.

And detoxification of the players who ate the emperor soup. There weren't as many players as I thought who ate the emperor soup.

I was worried that I might have eaten a lot because it was recommended by Taereung, but there were not many rich players because it was an expensive medicine and an unpopular winter sport.

It was a small number compared to players in popular sports such as baseball and basketball.

In any case, Jong-seok gave patients who took the medicine a tingling, detoxifying saliva, and made them a tangerine.

Of course, Jongseok does not make it, but it can be commissioned by a nearby Seoul licensing clinic.

Next to Jong-seok, who was giving patients pain and acupuncture, Kim Soo-man and two oriental doctors from Taeneung were looking at the players who had either been watching or finished their medical treatment.

To know the difference in body before and after treatment.

Kim was not the only oriental medicine doctor in Taereung. There were six oriental doctors besides Kim Soo-man, as there were also players.

Since it is not known when the players will get hurt, the medical staff at the Taeneung Athletic Village will wait 24 hours a day and 365 days a year.

That's why the number of medical staff is high. Not just during the day, but for the 365 days of the day and night waiting.

Other oriental doctors are on a day off, but Kim Soo-man came with Jong-seok because he was very good at medicine, so he asked them to come with him because it would be helpful to see him from the side.

And as Kim Su-man said, the oriental doctors were amazed at Jong-seok's skills.

"This is a simple way of relieving swelling."

"I just did a little massage, but I'm definitely less tired."

"It's good for sprained ankles. My fever went down right away."

When Jong-seok touched it, the oriental doctors were surprised to see that Jong-seok's tiredness would be relieved and the painful spot would not hurt.

They were also oriental medical doctors who specialize in athletes, but this was the first time such a fast treatment had ever been done.

Kim Soo-man asked when he saw the oriental doctors talking to each other.

"Is what you're doing now related to your inner workings?"

Jong-seok nodded at Kim Soo-man's question.

"Everything I do is related to my inner workings. When you have a vein, you also inject the inner cavity to check for a deeper hidden pulse, and you also inject the inner cavity into your massage or saliva to increase the effect."

"I see."

Only Kim Soo-man, who nodded at Jong-seok's words, asked stealthily.

"Can we learn the inner workings, too?"

"If you go to the licensed clinic, you can learn how to study hard."

"Ah! Can anyone go and learn?"

Jong-seok nodded when asked if anyone could learn how to train his skills.

"Of course."

"That's great. Normally, I don't teach this kind of vision."

"Anyone can learn it, but it takes at least ten years to build a framework for inner workings."

"Ten years!"

Jong-seok nodded, looking at Kim Soo-man with surprised eyes.

"Anyone can learn, but not everyone can learn. So there's no reason to hide it."

Cooking a dry ball doesn't mean that anyone can get it.

I need that much effort and that much time. And it's not like it can hurt others... ...that's why Jong-seok teaches people.

Learning doesn't hurt others. And... ...if you're going to hit or fight someone, it's more effective to learn mixed martial arts than a dry ball.

"Ten years... it takes a long time."

"It's a healthy exercise if you learn it, even if it's not just to connect to medicine. Training in the morning and evening makes your body soft and healthy. If you learn for your health and develop an internal cavity, can't you apply it to medicine?"

"Is that so?"

"I don't know about anything else, but it's good for health."

"Then can I learn now?"

When Kim Soo-man said he wanted to learn, Jong-seok looked at him and said,

"I was supposed to have a ball, but I don't have one right now."

"Do I need a ball?"

"Geongongugong is a training technique for ball."

"The next time you come, you can bring the ball."

"You can do that, or you can learn by going to a licensed clinic and talking."

"I see."

The clinic also teaches health care to patients who are physically ill.

Proper exercise is good for your health and for your physical strength.

When Kim Soo-man, who nodded, thought of the permit clinic, Jong-seok and Jang began to organize the equipment.

There were a lot of players, but all the medical treatment was over anyway. As the two were cleaning up the saliva and splints they used, Anjina, who was asking the players about this and that, approached.

"The players are very satisfied with their health care."

At Anjina's words, Jong-seok saw the paper she was holding in her hand.

Several questions were written on the paper.

Questions were asked about medical satisfaction, such as whether it is effective after treatment and the difference between before and after treatment.

And most of the questions were checked with 10 points.

Ahn asked the athletes what they felt after being treated.

"They're athletes, so they're more effective."

Healthy people seemed to be better served by herbal medicine. Since herbal medicine has something to do with blood donation, it has good chemistry with good athletes.

Anjina, who was looking at the questionnaire at Jong-seok's words, looked at Jong-seok.

"Would you like to work at Taeneung?"

"Taereung?"

"Although I can't say that Daewoo is the best... ...it's rewarding to treat athletes representing Korea."

Jong-seok shook his head at Anjina's words.

"There are many professional teachers in Taeneung besides me, but I don't think there's a reason to go there. And I'm not in a position to be scouted because I'm a health doctor."

"I'm afraid I could report to my superiors and get a request from the Ministry of Health and Welfare if you're caught."

It's not easy, but it's about time for the Olympics, so if you ask for a competent health doctor to be sent to the Taeneung Training Center, you'll get permission.

Jong-seok shook his head again at Anjina's words.

"I know what you're saying... ...but if I go to Taeneung, the patients I see will not be treated."

An Ji-na looked at Jong-seok with regret. In Anjina's eyes, Jong-seok was good.

On top of that, Kim Soo-man and other oriental medical doctors say Jong-seok's skills are good... I was greedy.

For Ahn Ji-na, a member of the Taereung National Training Center's medical support team, good doctors look at the players and if they perform well, nothing is as rewarding.

But if the situation is like this... ...

"Okay."

As Anjina nodded and looked at the players, Jong-seok and Jang began to organize the medical equipment.

***

Jong-seok was taking a rest at the staff's quarters behind the health center.

The accommodation for health doctors and staff consisted of two rooms. If you only thought of accommodation, Dobong-ri staff's accommodation was better.

That's because it's wider and used alone. But Friday and weekend were a bit comfortable.

The health doctor who is used together is married man, so when Friday's treatment is over, pack up and go to Seoul.

Jong-seok was lying in bed reading the experience book. After two books of experience became one, Jong-seok read them whenever he had time.

And was paying attention to one's experience. It was more than two thousand years ago when a writer studied the experience book.

You wouldn't see this kind of experience if you were to. When there was only one book of Experience, I couldn't see how the former writers got them.

No, there was no content about the experience book. He also found out that Yu-jin got a book of experience from Japanese pirates by looking at his own records.

However, after becoming two books, I could read the experience books written by former cursors.

So Jong-seok was able to learn a little more about the experience book.

First, non-destructive and pollution prevention.

In other words, they were not destroyed, and they were kept clean even if they fell into the water.

Second, the Experience Book had a comfortable form for the human race of the time.

In the Stone Age, stone tablets are then shaped like wood or bamboo, and papyrus or paper.

Third, writing is not only possible with writing tools. They said that if you think about what you want to write and pretend to scratch your experience book, it becomes a record.

The writer of the experience he is reading now has done various research on the experience book and has recorded the experience.

And Jong-seok was reading it now.

Research Report on Experience Book 32

This time, I was able to get a big research result on my experience book.

It was the sharing of information between the writer and others about the experience book.

I tried to tell Arion, my brother and my teacher, about the experience book.

I thought a philosopher and scientist, Arion, would be able to work with me on this experience book.

But I couldn't tell Arion about the experience book.

As soon as he tried to tell Arion about his experience book, he was saying something wrong, not something about it.

Jong-seok tilted his head to the research on the notebook left by the writer.

"You can't tell anyone about your experience book?"

I never thought about this part.

Of course, I've never tried to tell anyone about my experience book.

Preserve the experience book to Jongseok. Who would I speak to about such a treasure?

Jong-seok, who was reading the article in his experience book for a while, read the next one.

Questioned whether I should not let anyone talk about my experience book, I wrote it down elsewhere.

But what's interesting is that I could leave something about the experience book in other documents.

You can't talk to others, but you can leave a record. How strange is this?

So I was able to make one deduction. Perhaps the inability to speak to others is one way to protect the experience book and the writer?

And the only thing that can leave a record of the Experience Book is inference that if the Experience Book is hidden by the hands of the former writer, people may want to find it and come back to the world.

Jong-seok stroke his chin on the former writer's writing.

"The writer can't talk about the experience book, and he can leave a record. Stop them from being taken away, and when they're hidden, you want someone to find them through records?"

I'm starting to think it could be... ...but something was sloppy.

Certainly, the former writer must die before the writer of the Experience Book can be changed.

As long as the former writer is alive, no new writer will be registered.

However, if someone sees the record while the writer is alive, he or she will naturally be targeted.

If you don't want to let others know about you in order to protect your handwriting...

"I hope there's no record left. Or... ..what kind of risk should I take? Don't let your experience book disappear from the world?"

With that in mind, Jong-seok began to read.

Thinking that I could get more data on my experience book if I had a record left, I went on a trip.

And I was able to find data about experience books while traveling around the world.

The writer went around the world looking for a book of experience books of experience. So the writer's experience... ...

These were the four.

For the first few minutes, Jong-seok knew something. And as soon as I saw a little more, I began to see the experiences that the writer had gained from studying the experience book while traveling.

In the murals painted on the wall, the pieces carved on any unknown temple, the writer could see what seemed to be a book of experience.

Some were stone tablets given by beings who appeared to be gods in the sky, and the other was pointing to the sky with their hands holding papyrus.

It seemed, in a way, to carve and draw a myth, but the writer knew it was about the book of experience.

Both the stone plates and papyrus were painted like magic lines unique to the book of experience.

And one more thing... All the writers of the Experience Book were honored for their achievements or for their divine existence.

Maybe it's natural. If it is the ability to gain through experience books, it would be possible to gain absolute power at that time.

When I read the experience book about research, Jong-seok closed his eyes slightly.

Then a clear picture of murals and sculptures was drawn in his head.

"Hmmm... receive from God and become God."

The murals exist in different places in different shapes, but if you think about the meaning, this is how they continued.

Of course, it doesn't mean I'm a real god. And it doesn't mean I got it from God. ...

If you think about people's culture at that time, it means they are considered divine beings.

It will. Agriculture, medicine, combat and fighting... ...any man with a book of experience will be able to build up any skill he wants.

"But... who really gave it to you? Are you a god or an alien?"

After thinking about it for a while, Jong-seok began to read more about the research on his experience book.

The experience of 'Experience Book Exploration' was literally an experience of exploring experience books.

It was such a misgivings that Jong-seok could pass by without knowing, and if he saw any small hints related to experience books, he recognized them immediately and checked them.

And Jong-seok also earned 3,000 pieces of misgivings left by him, who studied the book.

Misgivings are memories and diaries he left behind. If we gather such misgivings, we might be able to learn more about them.