Papapot! Papapot!

Jong-seok, who massaged Lee Mi-na's entire body with a spoon, took her hand off.

"Haah! Haah!

Lee Mi-na's whole body was burning red. Jong-seok hit everywhere except for the chest and front important places.

Anyway, Lee Mi-na held out well. And the director rushed to Lee Mi-na's appearance.

"Mina, are you okay?"

The coach was training the players in the pool when he ran to see Jong-seok beating Lee Mi-na through the lounge window.

And when she tried to stop him, Anjina stopped him. It's for treatment.

I didn't believe it at first, but Lee Mi-na was forced to stay still because she told me to stay still.

Of course, it wasn't because Lee Mi-na was out of style. He was receiving a lot of hits while enduring terrible pain, but the coach interrupted him and his eyes were flushed without even realizing it.

Of course because of the pain.

Anyway, at the director's question, Lee Mi-na clenched her fist as she looked at her hand while catching her breath.

"He's in great shape."

"Really?"

"My body has a moderate fever and tension..."

Lee Mi-na, who was stretching around as if she were checking her physical condition for a while, saw the director.

"Please time me."

Lee Mi-na literally left the lounge and climbed to the starting point of the swimming pool, which was followed quickly by the director.

Jong-seok and Anjina also went into the pool. Jong-seok is a patient who used his hands, so he wants to check how much his condition has gone up, and Ahn Ji-na came in hoping that Lee Mi-na's condition has returned to its original state.

Shoot! Shoot!

Jong-seok and Ahn Ji-na were watching Lee Mi-na as she went through the water without hesitation.

And there was surprise and admiration on Anjina's face when she saw such Lee Mi-na.

'Quick'

No, it wasn't just Anjina. Other swimmers were looking at Lee Mi-na as if they were too surprised and hardened.

Especially the director was screaming like crazy.

"Yes! Yes! A little more! Yes! I could have done it! Our Mina! Mina!"

Soon as I was watching the director following Lee Mi-na as she went out of the pool screaming, she touched the wall.

Taat!

"Director!"

As soon as she touched the wall, Lee Mi-na looked at the stopwatch that the director was holding, and saw her.

"1 minute....57:35! Mina! 57 seconds! It's 35!"

Lee Mi-na hit the sleep with her hands as the director shouted.

"Aja!"

Jong-seok laughed at Lee Mi-na, who hit the surface of the water with her hands like a man who was greedy.

But is this fast?'

When Jong-seok saw Lee Mi-na, An Ji-na saw Jong-seok.

"What happened to this?"

"What?"

"No... I got a spoonful of it, and it's similar to Mina's best record."

Anjina seemed very surprised.

"Is this player similar to his best record?"

"In the last Olympics, Mina's time was 1:57.26. Thirty-five is not even a 0.1 second difference. It's not even during the season, so I didn't build up my body. If it's this record now, how much will it go up during the season?"

Surprised, Anjina's voice was rough. Then came Lee Mi-na, who came out of the pool before Jong-seok opened his mouth.

"Teacher, my record is crazy."

"That's great. Now forget about all your hard work and work hard."

"But what did you really do? Did your grades get this much better just because you got a hit?"

Lee Mi-na said with a smile,

"I united the energy of the medicine I was taking with the body of this player so that we wouldn't argue with each other. The two forces have merged into one, and the energy has temporarily subsided."

Now, Lee Mi-na had two drug energy in her body combined into one and was spewing out strongly.

And with the muscles and blood vessels all over the body activated by the blow, that's why I've got good grades now.

"Temporarily? Then do you lose your energy over time?"

"As time goes by, it will be absorbed into the body and not as energized as it is now."

"Ah..."

Lee Mi-na was not the only one who nodded as if she was a rest. Even An Ji-na, who heard the story next to her, was sighing regretfully.

"Just in case, it's not good to mix medicine for energy. This time, I'm here to unite my energy, but I won't do it next time."

"Are you not going to do it?"

"A doctor is a person who treats people. But I don't want to treat people who are coming to me with bad health on purpose. And sports have to come out with sweat and effort."

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Lee Mi-na, saw Ahn Jin-na.

"Let's go, then."

"Yes."

When Ahn tried to take Jong-seok out, the coach rushed to him. And I asked Jong-seok what happened and asked him to treat the players.

"Put your heart out,"

Jong-seok smiled at the director's description of him as asking for a hit.

"This is a special case for this player, and getting a hit doesn't suddenly get better. Then."

When Jong-seok politely refused and Ahn Ji-na left, the director's face was filled with regret.

And Lee Mi-na took such a director back on the starting line.

I want to record again before I lose this sense.

Fa'at!

Shoot!

Lee Mi-na, who jumped into the water coolly, quickly began to cut through the current.

Jong-seok, who met several players while visiting Taereung, told Cho Hyun to meet him and began to walk to the restaurant.

Entering the restaurant, Jong-seok stood in line behind the people, and his eyes glistened when he saw the players standing in front of him.

It's Judo Kim Sun-beom and Lee Chang-gul.

The gold medalists from the last Olympic Games he was trying to meet lined up a little further from the front.

Looks like you're back from the night out.

When Jong-seok thought of it, I could hear the conversation between the two.

"Did you hear the baby yesterday who was in favor of the layman and broke his day?"

"I heard Jae-seok was such a baby... ...who is junior to Cho."

"I heard you're an oriental doctor in Pyongchang... I heard your skills are no joke."

"I heard that Jae-seok was a baby like that, and the director said it was a medal."

"You just said it. What do you mean, a normal person won't win a medal... Is the international competition a local game?"

"If you still approve and Kyung-il loses, isn't that great? They're one of those guys on National Sports Day."

"That is so. I didn't mean to be clumsy with the director. They would have done it using dragons, but if they lost, it wouldn't be a common skill."

"Anyways, the kids must have been broken up yesterday. Since the national university has been broken by ordinary people."

"I'm glad you weren't there yesterday."

"I know. If we were here yesterday, wouldn't the director have scolded us a lot?"

"You're talking about me."

When Jong-seok smiled at Jong-seok, who knew that the baby was about him, a new baby was heard.

"I heard Cho is going out of the Incheon Cup."

"You should get better this time..."

"Is that so?"

"What are you talking about?"

"That's... isn't it because of Joe that we can actually get good grades?"

"That's... That's right.

"Since Cho is not participating in the competition, we can comfortably ask him to fight and practice. You can't do that if you get a ticket to Cho's competition. Joe's got to practice himself.

"Well, Joe, every international competition, he studies the styles of his opponents and makes them look similar when they compete."

"Where do you get such a good sparring partner? I think the director's role as a partner in the national university is important to keep Cho in Taereung."

"But... If you work that hard on your senior's skills, shouldn't you step on the international stage at least once? After that, I think the director and we'd better try to persuade the coach."

"It would be good for Cho to give up quickly and go the way of the leader..."

"Can you easily give up on that skill? Speaking of which... ...you lose three out of ten times when you actually play."

"It's a shame, but... ...what's the point of not being able to compete in a competition?" Who knows if we try hard in our country? "Even if we lose four years, no one will give us a medal if we don't bring a medal at the Olympic Games."

Seeing Jong-seok, Kim Sun-beom was the player who just spoke. Kim Sun-beom was the gold medalist in 90kg at the last Olympics.

And Cho Hyun is of that weight class... ...

So, in terms of ability, you admit to being a gold medalist, and... You don't look like you're in Taeneung just for your skills.

Daryeon partner... He probably played a role in developing his skills by competing with the players who were about to compete in international competitions.

Like a pacemaker in a marathon.

Jong-seok, who was thinking about it, nodded at Kim Sun-beom and his party. What they say makes sense.

But it is also true that my mind is a little feverish.

"You guys, there are times when the pacemaker wins."

In fact, there was a time when a player who competed as a pacemaker won an international marathon in 2017.

Jong-seok stroked his chin and saw Kim Sun-beom and his party.

"Well, how can I treat Cho Hyun? It's not a physical illness, it's a mental illness... and I need a hammer to break the weight of my heart."

Thinking about how to treat schizophrenia, Jong-seok began to seriously think about it.

While sitting with food on the plate, Jo Hyeon brought Chansung and other juniors and sat down.

"I've been waiting,"

"No, then let's have a meal."

At Jong-seok's words, Cho Hyun and his party began to eat. Jong-seok, who was watching such a scene, saw Ahn Jin-na.

"I'll be in the judo team today and go to Pyeongchang. Ahn, you're on your own.

"Will you?"

"And I'm sorry, but may I come every weekend from now on?"

"Will you come again next week?"

"Some places I haven't seen... I'm going to see Joe until he goes to his competition."

"That's good for me. Can I ask you to take care of our players when you come to the painting?"

"Go ahead, then..."

Jo-hyun greeted An Ji-na, who stood up with a plate, and saw Jong-seok.

"My doctor? I'm not sick."

"As you know... ...you're going to be sick because you have a game schedule soon, aren't"

"Oh, don't say such a thing."

"Looking at your medical chart... ...it's not like you're just gonna happen to you."

Cho Hyun's face hardened at Jong-seok's words.

"So far, but not this time. I'm in good shape and..."

"You know, this has nothing to do with my condition. It's a matter of your mind."

"That's, uh..."

When Jo-hyun bit his lips, Chansung touched Jong-seok. Jong-seok glanced at Cho Hyun's approval and turned his head toward Cho Hyun.

"You're done with your meal, aren't you?""

Jo Hyeon pushed the plate to Jong-seok's horse. I didn't finish eating, but hearing these stories has made me lose my appetite.

He was struck by the last straw.

"Let's go together. I have something to show you, something to say."

Chansung and Kyungil also stood up as Jongseok said whether Cho Hyun-ah would rise.

When Cho Hyun came out, Jong-seok took out his coffee from the vending machine and put it out.

Jo Hyeon shook her head at him.

"It's diet paper these days, so I don't eat coffee or anything."

"You think I'm gonna have a stomachache?"

"Yes."

Cho is also as careful as possible because he is worried about getting sick before the game.

From eating to sleeping moved according to the set rules. Of course, things have happened on the day of the game, even if we've been like that until now.

At Cho Hyun's words, Jong-seok picked coffee and stuck it out to him.

"I'm an oriental medicine doctor. What are you worried about? And... what's there to eat if you're going to have a stomachache from eating this? Help yourself."

Jo-hyun looked at Jong-seok's words and nodded and drank it.

"Crowl! It's good to have it after a long time."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Cho Hyun's words, bit more and gave it to his juniors.

"First of all, as a doctor, I'm going to speak directly to my brother. So please understand and listen."

"Okay."

"You know, your problems are mental."

"......."

Jong-seok opened his mouth when he looked at Cho Hyun, who nodded silently.

"It's too much pressure for your body to handle, so... the cure is simple."

"Simple? How is there a way?"

Jong-seok nodded at Cho Hyun's words.

"You know what?"

"What is it?"

"If you get sick... ...you can treat it."

"Healing... ...that's the way?"

He was treated if he got sick before the game. But the drugs didn't work until the game was over... ...how do I get treated?

Jong-seok looked at Cho Hyun, wondering, and said,

"Do you know it's internal engineering?"

"Internal engineering? It's in martial arts fiction."

"The cure I'm going to give you is an endometrial cure."

"Internal study?"

As much about internal medicine and medicine is not known yet, only oriental medical doctors know about it, but it is not known to the public.

Jong-seok reached out his hand when he saw Cho Hyun wondering about him.

"Brother, you're confident in power, aren't you?"

"That's... that's right."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Cho Hyun's words, looked around and entered the grass on one side.

Jong-seok, who was watching players resting on the grass, raised Cho Hyun's hands and put his hands in front of his upper body.

"Hold on, please. Don't be pushed back."

Jo-hyeon looked at Jong-seok's words as if he was wondering, nodded his head, lowered his position and tightened his guard.

Jong-seok, who was looking at such a sidekick, agreed.

"He's holding up behind you. Tighten your strength so you don't get pushed out."

"Yes"

I don't know what's going on, but Chansung gave me strength behind Cho Hyun.

Looking at those two people, Jong-seok concentrated his efforts on the palm of his hand and focused.

'Don't get hurt as much as you can.'

A muttered inside, Jong-seok gathered his inner workings and shot them out.

Bang!

When Jong-seok blew out his inner space, Cho Hyun and Chansung were pushed back. No, it just bounced off.

Boom boom!

When the two men who had fallen behind rolled over the floor, Jong-seok rushed to them.

"Are you hurt?"

He wrote that he cares, but Jong-seok was surprised because the two of them went too far.

Cho Hyun and Chansung looked at Jong-seok with surprised eyes.

"I'm not hurt anywhere."

Jo Hyeon was really surprised. Jong-seok was just touching his arm, but he and his approval flew away at the same time.

Jong-seok opened his mouth while looking at Cho Hyun with surprised eyes.

"It's the power of internal engineering."

"Internal study?"

"I'm going to treat you with the strength of this inner workings. So just trust me."

Cho Hyun's treatment that Jong-seok thought of... ...the hammer that broke the weight of the mind was an incredible ability, an internal attack.

The inner workings are incredible abilities for the general public, and if Cho Hyun believes in them, he can break the burden of his mind.

So I was going to appeal to Cho Hyun as much as I can to his inner workings. It makes me think that Cho Hyun is great and great that he is an internal engineer.

The more you believe in Jo Hyeon's work, the more you will believe in Jongseok's treatment, and the more weight you can lose.

The illness of the mind had to be treated with faith.