Jong-seok took the white pig to the hospital and joined the bird that looked far away again.

The bird that looked far away was watching the thieves at the pawnshop. The thieves were crying and begging for their lives.

But the bird that looked far away just looked at them. Then the thieves couldn't control themselves in the strong wind, then fell and fell and rolled around.

When they see such thieves and then they roll away, the bird that sees far again catches them and throws them in front of the pawnshop.

As a result, the thieves had blood stains all over their bodies. But the bird that looked far away at such thieves seemed to have no intention of forgiving them.

The house on fire was a place to help, not a place to steal things.

That's why birds looking far away are more angry. Not enough fuel for the house on fire to steal.

Jong-seok said as he watched the thieves swing around in the wind, holding on to something and supporting themselves.

"I think I'll have to go somewhere else. Are you going to stay here?"

A bird watching far away at the question of Jong-seok banged its hand while looking at the thieves.

Argh!

The boomerang, bouncing from the hand of a bird in the distance, flew quickly into the sky and turned round, covering the thieves.

And when I tied them up with invisible lines, a bird watching from afar pulled its hand.

Fa'at!

Then the thieves were dragged away by the bird that looked far away.

There was no hard expression on the face of the bird that looked far away even though I pulled three adult men.

Jong-seok nodded as he was looking at a bird that was far away with strength that was incomparable to ordinary people.

It's certainly worth writing.

A bird with a distant view tied the three men to a nearby tree pulled out a radio.

"I caught three thieves in front of a white pig pawn."

Patrol cars are currently unavailable. I'll be there in ten minutes by fire truck.

A bird that cut off the radio with it approached the thieves.

Then he put his hands on the thieves' hearts without saying anything, and a bird that looked far away opened its mouth for a moment.

"If a white pig dies, or if he has a problem with his body... You'll have that kind of problem with your body."

The thieves' faces turned pale at the sight of the bird's words. Whether it was because of the blood or because of the rain and wind, the thieves' faces were definitely pale.

A bird looking far away at such thieves saw Jong-seok. Jong-seok nodded, closed the open pawnshop door and threw himself away.

Fa'at!

When Jong-seok jumped, a bird watching from afar swung its hand in the direction he went.

Paw! Whiz!

When the boomerang flew away, the bird's body began to stick to it.

Jong-seok wandered all over the foundation with a bird that looked far away.

I could see the broken houses in the trees and trash cans that flew in, and I could see the shops and shops that were being stolen like pawnshops.

Most tourists who come to the casino, not the people who live in the foundation, are stealing under the influence of confusion.

From their point of view, there's no one on the street, no police, and all the crime prevention devices have stopped, so it's probably the best environment to steal.

However, it was very dangerous to go out on the streets to steal when trees were pulled out of the typhoon.

Nevertheless, there was a thief who went around doing such a dangerous thing. And all the thieves had to roll around the floor, caught by Jong-seok and a bird far away.

Anyway, catching thieves, helping people in need, the bird watching far away from Jong-seok kept the earth as far as possible from the typhoon.

***

The typhoon scratched Kansas mercilessly for two days and died. It was a typhoon that suddenly appeared and disappeared so suddenly that I thought that if I were going to die, I would die in a deserted place.

"Move your toes."

Charlotte moved her toes slightly at Jong-seok's words.

"Oh! It's moving."

Jong-seok nodded as he looked at Jameson, who was amazed at the treatment.

"Your toes have moved. You'll be able to bend your feet sooner or later."

"Oh my God."

Seeing Charlotte move her toes around, Jong-seok said,

"Drink lots of water and keep your toes moving."

"Okay, I got it."

Watching Charlotte touch her feet around, Jong-seok spit in his bedroom and got up.

Jameson, who left the room with Jong-seok, said,

"I think it's really great that it's a needle."

"Western medicine and oriental medicine have their pros and cons."

"That's great, by the way."

Jameson, who was smiling and talking to Jong-seok, said quietly.

"You don't want to work at our hospital? I'll give you the best treatment."

"Here?"

"There are many adults in our tribe who have symptoms similar to Charlotte. Dr. Lee, if there's a condition you want, I'll try to"

"You must be in good condition."

When Jong-seok asked with a smile, Jameson nodded.

"Of course. Our hospital treats us much better than our big city hospital."

At Jameson's words, Jong-seok shook his head with a smile.

"I like Korea."

"Oh, no, I'm sorry."

laughed at Jameson's words, shook his head and said,

"And I need to talk to you about you."

"What is it?"

"I can't stay here long."

"I'm sure you are."

"But if I go now, Charlotte can't be treated."

"Ah!"

At Jong-seok's horse, Jameson saw a hospital room with Charlotte. Charlotte's paraplegic.

Jong-seok's treatment is bringing back the sensation of his lower body, and if he goes away now, he will be paralyzed again.

And when he's paralyzed again, Charlotte's hopes will be hopeless.

Jameson, who was looking at the hospital room with a serious face, saw the last stone.

"You're not leaving now, are you?"

"There's always a day or two. I was going to go, but I was stranded because of the typhoon."

"But if you go now, Charlotte will..."

At least he thought Charlotte would stay until she recovered. Looking at Jameson like that, Jong-seok said,

"So I thought about it."

When Jameson saw him, Jong-seok continued.

"I don't know if I hadn't, but I'm the patient I've touched, so I'd like to finish the treatment.

"Are you going to treat Charlotte?"

At Jameson's question, Jong-seok shook his head.

"I've thought about it, but... I don't think it's possible. I have work to do."

Jameson nodded as he was looking at Jong-seok.

"He's a human being, so he should live his life."

Jong-seok nodded as he looked at Jameson speaking as if he understood.

"But that's not exactly why."

"Then what more trouble do you have?"

"It sounds like I'm showing off, but... When Charlotte recovers, more people will come. Jameson wanted to introduce other patients to Charlotte looking at the road."

"Yes, it is."

"In addition, my treatment doesn't cost much money. I don't know how much bedding therapy costs here in the United States, but... It's a single saliva treatment, so it won't cost you much, right?"

"Isn't that right?"

Jameson doesn't know how much money he gets because he doesn't have a bedding department in the hospital. But as Jong-seok said, I don't think he's going to ask for that much money.

"It's a low-cost and effective treatment, so it'll attract a lot of patients."

Once there is a rumor in this world today, the rumor is spreading quickly on the Internet.

That would attract patients suffering from paralysis from all over the United States.

"That doesn't end with a single Charlotte. I don't know if I'm a good doctor or a bad doctor, but I'm not a doctor who can leave a patient who needs me."

"Then what have you been thinking?"

"From what I hear here, Sky Tributes pay for all their medical treatment from the Sky Tribal Foundation. And I've heard that the lack of heaven is very rich."

"Our Sky Tributes receive full medical and educational support through the Foundation."

Jong-seok nodded at Jameson. What I felt during my stay here was that the lack of heaven was so rich.

The foundation provides all the support for housing, medical care, and education.

If I want to study, I apply not only to college but also to graduate school, and if I want to study abroad, I apply to all of them.

All the Indian medical workers here were back from med school with the support of the Heavenly Tribes.

In addition, when you come back to your hometown, you can even support your residence. The only things Indians were paying for were food and electricity bills.

There was a lack of money in heaven to even that, but it made me earn my own money.

A world where you can live without doing anything makes you lazy.

That's why heavenly tribes seek to live in a world where work is not enough.

"Can you send Charlotte and her patients to Korea?"

"Korea?"

"There is a licensed doctor in Korea. We're going to treat Charlotte and her paralyzed patients there."

Jameson nodded while thinking for a moment at Jong-seok's words.

"Healing is important. It doesn't matter where you do it. That's a good idea."

"Will it be possible?"

"I'll have to talk to you and decide, but I'll have to."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Jameson, took out his business card from his wallet.

said Jong-seok, who took out his own.

"Please let me know when the work is done."

"I'll do so.

Jameson, holding his business card, suddenly saw the last stone.

"But... are you going now?"

"I'm going to leave now because of the typhoon."

"Did you say hello to the chief?"

"I said hello yesterday."

"That's too bad."

"Come to Korea with your patients. You'll find it helpful to learn about Oriental medicine in my clinic."

"Okay. And... I will not forget the lack of heaven, including myself, for helping our city this time."

"It's what doctors have to do. I'll see you next time."

When Jong-seok reached out his hand, Jameson shook hands with him.

After greeting Jameson, Jong-seok got into the car parked in the parking lot and left.

Vroom!

After leaving the parking lot, Jong-seok slowly began to go down the road of the foundation.

Tortan's road was left with the remains of the typhoon. Trees pulled out, broken poles, etc.

Jong-seok, who was moving away from such debris, raised his hand for a moment. Something flew through the open window.

Blame!

The stone slanted its head at the sight of a piece of silver iron in hand.

Over there I saw a bird looking far away, mending the road with its workers.

Jong-seok, who was looking far away, nodded and looked at the boomerang in his hand.

"If you're going to give it to me, I'll give it myself"

Small muttered Jong-seok giggled and waved at the bird that looked far away.

***

On the plane to LA, Jong-seok was reading a book of experience. And when I read them all, I began to think of a new article.

Jong-seok's face was slightly surprised by the article in the book.

"It's a better experience than I thought."

To learn about the Indians, Jong-seok invested 5,000 times in the energy of life and the energy of things spoken by birds far away from the plane.

Originally, we were going to invest only about 3,000 won, but since it was an experience that a bird watching far away told us to get it, we invested 5,000 won in honor of him.

And both experiences were deeply related to Indian culture.

It was an experience deeply embedded in the Indian world.

It was Indian culture that treated and respected stones and trees with meaning as well as having life.

It was the energy of life, the energy of things that came from that culture.

You can sense life in a certain space of the writer.

Literally, you don't have to look at it with your eyes to feel life in a certain space.

This showed more clearly than felt with chi. To read the feelings of existence.

The number of lives was able to contact itself and reclaim the imprinted creatures.

There was a limit to the distance, but now I could know exactly where it was if it existed within 10 kilometers.

When the Sky tribe was murdered by someone, it was thanks to this experience that someone had to be killed.

No matter where you run, if you know someone who's got a life-spirited experience, you're tracking him everywhere.

And the sharing of life was a kind of Indian-style therapy. It was about treating others by converting the power and energy of the writer into vitality.

And in the energy of things, object detection was similar to life classification and life tracking.

Both were to discern and detect things. And with this ability, the Haneul tribe sought gold mines and collected gold to achieve their present wealth.

And the change in Seoul was able to make changes such as strengthening or weakening the properties of matter.

Like alchemy, they could not turn stones into gold, but they could make iron harder or softer.

Even small boomerangs, which are handled by birds that see far away, were small but strong and sharply changed through changes in things.

Jong-seok, who thought it was a greater experience than I thought, frowned at the moment.

As you gain experience in life and things, the energy of things and people around you begins to feel dizzy.

"This... this hurts my head."

Frowning at the sudden energy of people and things, Jong-seok slowly began to comfort himself.

It's going to take practice like an internal skill.

Just as you listen to what you want to hear by focusing on your eyes, these two experiences should also be practiced so that you can only feel what you want.

Jong-seok, who was soothing him and killing the energy he felt, frowned.

I'm starting to feel a few of the things that bother me about people around me.