Jong-seok was taking Gauri to Sadang-dong, Seoul.

Vroom! Vroom!

Driving our P-company sports car, Jong-seok felt the eyes of people looking at the car.

'Certainly... ..the car's nice.’

The car we were riding was so cool that it was invisible to us as a real car.

Red and black with points......

Jong-seok, who stopped the car next to a building, turned off the engine and asked.

"How much is this?”

"500 million."

"Oh, no! You're riding a building.”

Jong-seok, who muttered a little, opened the door of the car and got off, and we followed him down.

We looked at the two-story building and said, "We were wondering."

"Why are you here?”

"It's where you're going to work."

"Work? I have enough money to make ends meet."

Jong-seok nodded at our words.

"I know you're rich. But people have to work. All you do is play and your mind is exhausted."

"But..."

When we looked at the building as if we were unwilling to do so, Jong-seok said.

"You can work only for a week, and quit if you don't like it."

"A week?"

"Let's trust him and do it for a week. If you don't want to do it then, do as you want."

"If you stop, I'll be angry.... aren't you going to pay?"

"Why would I be angry? I just made a suggestion because I thought it would be good for you. You'll be bored as long as you play."

Talking, Jong-seok looked at the building.

The best acupuncture master in Korea, Heo Yul's apprentice.

a licensed oriental doctor

E.T.A.A. is available.

On the first floor of the two-story building was a member of the royal family. As you can see from the billboard, it was the place where Hwang Hee-jin opened.

The House of Representatives was located in a rather remote area. Seoul is so expensive that it opened in a remote place where the store tax is a little low.

I'm just saying it with my skills. I don't see any good in the road.

On the opening day, Jong-seok opened the door, recalling Hwang Hee-jin, who was laughing loudly.

Dangling!

Entering inside with a friendly bell sound, Jong-seok could see several elderly people sitting.

Two nurses were sitting, and when they saw Jong-seok, a woman in her thirties raised her hand in surprise.

"Mr. Lee!"

Jong-seok smiled and bowed his head at the sight of a woman raising her hand gladly.

"Good-bye, brother-in-law."

The woman was a nurse Jang Mi-young, who worked in the bedding department at Kyung Hee University Oriental Medicine Hospital.

And now she was Hwang Hee-jin's wife.

"Welcome."

Looking at Jang Mi-young coming out smiling, said Jong-seok, who lowered his head.

"What about you?"

"I'm looking at a patient inside. Would you like a cup of tea?"

"No."

Jong-seok, who was glancing at the patients while talking, said.

"Can I help you?"

"That would be good for us."

With a smile, as Jang pointed to the doctor's office, Jong-seok nodded and took Ki Woo-ri inside.

"Is that Mr. Lee Jong-seok who just got in?"

"Yes."

"I heard that Hwang is a big mouth-watering man.... such a great senator?"

"Of course. The Chinese president is being treated by Mr. Lee, too.”

"Ai! Would the Chinese president be treated by a Korean Chinese doctor?”

"Really."

"Ay! Nurse Jean, aren't you bluffing too much?"

"Here, do you see the picture taken with the Chinese tin and Mr. Lee Jong-seok who just entered?”

"Oh? That's true."

"Yes, so adults are lucky today. Since Mr. Lee said he'd help you today...... Adults get medical attention from all over the world."

Outside, he let Jong-seok, who giggled while listening to Jang selling medicine to patients, stand beside Gauri and said,

"What you're doing, I'm watching.”

When we nodded at Jong-seok's words, Jang Mi-young opened the door and held out her head.

"Are they patients?"

"Sure."

When an elderly patient came in, Jong-seok smiled and pointed to his seat.

"You must have come to see Hwang, but I'm sorry to see you."

"The Chinese tin is also a healer, which is better for me.”

Jong-seok smiled at the old man's words and grabbed his wrist and was in a trance. Then he smiled and said,

"Do you come here once every three days?"

"How did you know?"

"You have a little bit of our licensed doctor's energy left."

"Feeling good.

Hwang is also a hard-working person, so I put my energy into it when you're drooling. It's weak, but it's still in the blood, so I knew you were coming."

"Oh! Really?"

Jong-seok smiled and nodded at the old man's astonishment. When Hwang Hee-jin opened, Jong-seok gave him a inner belt as a gift.

Hwang Hee-jin judged that Jong-seok would not do anything strange with his inner workings because he had seen Jong-seok for more than a decade.

If you build up an internal cavity to treat a patient, the deeper the internal cavity, the better.

That's why I gave him an internal diagnosis to treat people well and to make the store well. Thanks to this, Hwang Hee-jin's career lasted about 15 years.

And there's a rumor that you're good at acupuncture because you'really, you're good at it.

When talking to the frightened old man about the symptoms, the door opened and Hwang Hee-jin came in.

"Jongseok."

Jong-seok said to Hwang Hee-jin, who came in smiling.

"Let's talk after the patients.”

"Yes."

At the words of Hwang Hee-jin, Jong-seok took the old man to the treatment room and gave him acupuncture.

Then he saw Gauri, who followed him.

"Can you pull out the tableware from your old knee?”

"Me?"

"Yes."

At Jong-seok's words, we nodded as we looked at the old man.

"Okay."

Jong-seok saw an old man on our horse.

"This is the attendant I met in India."

"Performer?"

"The skills he has learned are really good for the human body, can I treat you?"

"That's..."

The old man looked at Gauri with strange eyes. He is a strange foreigner, so he is anxious to leave his body to him.

Jong-seok told him.

"Once you don't have to worry, he doesn't touch your body."

"How do you treat me without touching my body?"

"You'll know once you've been through it. What's certain is that the pain in your knee that you've been working on is going to cool off as if you've poured cold water on it."

"Well... ...so you really don't touch my body?"

"Yes."

The old man nodded at Jong-seok's remark. He thought that the treatment without touching his body made him curious and that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Then give it a try it.

When Jong-seok stepped back at the old man's words, we put our hands together and stood in front of him.

Then, after a while, he reached out his hands and put his hands over the old man's body.

Let's do it's...

"Yes! Aah......That's good."

A cool groan began to flow out of the old man's mouth. Of course it worked.

Jong-seok opened his mouth while watching it.

"Don't burn too much chakra."

When Jong-seok spoke in English so that the old man could not understand, we looked at him in wonder.

"You told me to pull out the table?"

"How many patients would you see in a day if you did that with all that power? Treating people consumes more energy than harming them. Do as much as you can to reduce your tableware while giving your opponent comfort."

At Jong-seok's words, we began to control the way we nodded and pulled the tableware from the old man's lap.

I thought it was the last straw."

"Stop."

The old man said regretfully as we stepped back with a slight hand at Jong-seok's words.

"Is it over already?"

The body became very comfortable when we were pointing our hands at him.

"If you're going to handle a disease that's been going on for years with one gesture, you're too greedy.

"That's true, too. Thanks, young man, anyway. It was very cool."

Jong-seok, who nodded at the old man's words, set the timer and went back to the doctor's office.

Jong-seok and Hwang Hee-jin were talking in the waiting room.

"You want me to get this guy to work?"

"He's an attendant in India, and he uses a force similar to his inner workings."

"Chakra? Ninja?"

Jong-seok laughed at what Hwang Hee-jin said while looking at Gauri.

"You must have seen the ninja cartoon, too."

"It's famous."

"But not a ninja. And the chakra isn't written by the ninja, it's used by Indian attendants."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Then..."

While talking, Hwang Hee-jin saw Gauri.

"Then...... is the chakra similar to the inner workings?"

"Similar."

"So... ...is she a big stick, too?"

"Yes."

"How much?"

"In Korea, it would be next to me, and in terms of the world......”

Jong-seok, who was talking, saw Gauri. In the eyes of Jong-seok, Ga-ri's face was a little arrogant.

We also know how good we are.

"If it's the Chief of Staff's death sentence......’

Among non-writers, the best writer is Jeong-myeong. It's comparing with him.

But soon Jong-seok shook his head. Chung Myung's skills are great, but in terms of Chakra, he is looking at five steps in the four-step master.

In other words, it's our victory. But even if you're fighting with a lot of experience......we, who have the experience of the former cursors as it is, may have more hands-on experience.

I don't like the idea of giving you a higher sentence than the death penalty, but......’

"Maybe next to me."

Hwang Hee-jin looked at Jong-seok with a puzzled look.

"What does that mean?"

" Literally... ... It's the second strongest in the world.”

"Ha!"

Hwang Hee-jin, who was smiling quietly at Jong-seok's words, frowned.

"Really?"

"Yes."

Although there are birds that see far away, his abilities are not much specialized in combat.

Of course, he is a superman compared to the eyes of the general public, but he cannot be compared to Gauri's Chakra.

Once we hide by hiding, the bird that sees far cannot catch him.

So... ...it was Gauri who was the second strongest after Jong-seok.

Hwang Hee-jin, who was staring blankly at Jong-seok's words, said.

"I don't know if I can let someone like this work for a lawmaker.”

"Just use it for a week and decide."

"Then what do you do with your salary?"

"Give me the right amount."

"The Indian would need money to stay in Korea...Do I have to pay you in advance?”

Jong-seok laughed at Hwang Hee-jin's murmur.

'This guy's gonna have to pay you in advance.’

said Jong-seok, muttering inwardly.

"Then I'll go, so let's get some work done from today.”

"But can I just get you to work like this? You don't have a license, do you?”

"The internal organs need to be touched, but Chakra is treated without touching the patient's body, so there's no problem. Chakra wasn't proven by science.

This is the same principle that Jong-seok was able to enter the operating room. When Hwang Hee-jin nodded, Jong-seok rose up.

"I have to go to school, so I'll get up now."

"Yes."

Hwang Hee-jin, who was coming out to see Jong-seok off, saw a sports car standing in front of the store and his eyes glistened.

"Wow! This is Company P's XM 700.”

"Do you know?"

"Well, you know, it's a dream car."

Then Hwang Hee-jin, who was taking out his cell phone and filming a sports car, frowned.

"But what kind of guy pulled over in front of the store?”

"Yes, I don't even tow a car like this."

It's such an expensive car that if it gets scratched while being towed away, it'll be a disaster. That's why tow companies can't even touch it.

Jong-seok pointed to Gauri when he saw two people looking at the car.

"It's his car.”

"We? This?"

"Oh, my! Is this yours?"

When the two men were surprised to see Gauri, Jong-seok took the car keys out of his pocket and gave them to Gauri.

"Call me if anything happens."

"I'm only going to do it for a week."

"Do as you please."

Jong-seok, who spoke, turned around and said Gauri.

"Brother, take the car."

The stalks turned right back to our words.

"Shall we, then?

At Jong-seok's words, we smiled at him and held out the car key. Jong-seok, who received the car key, told Gauri.

"Then how do you go home?"

"You can pick me up at the end of here. I want to eat what my brother cooked for me after a long time."

"Okay! Then later......I'll be back by 5:30.”

Then Jong-seok opened the car door and left the car.

Boo-woong!

Watching the car disappear quickly, Hwang Hee-jin glanced at Gauri.

"You... ...are you the son of an Indian conglomerate?”

"No."

"Then what's that car?"

"I'm not a chaebol son, I'm a conglomerate."

At Gauri's words, Huang Hui-jin looked at him blankly and said,

"But why do you want to work here? I... ...can't pay you a lot."

When Hwang Hee-jin hurriedly waved his hand, Ga-ri smacked his lips and looked at the oriental medical building.

"I think so."

"But why?"

"Me too... ...I think why."

Looking at the shake of his head, Hwang Hee-jin slowly gathered his hands and asked,

"But... ...how are you a conglomerate?"