Jong-seok was lying with his sleeping bag under his bedclothes, leaning back against his car's tides.

It was a little uncomfortable, but it was much better than sleeping outside. At least there are no mosquitoes.

Maybe because they're living mosquitoes, especially tough ones.

Tap tap tap!

When Jong-seok was lying down, his grandmother's voice came along with the sound of knocking on the wall.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable, honey?”

"No, thanks."

"Sorry, we're the only ones sleeping like this."

"It's much more comfortable than sleeping outside, so sleep."

"Yes. Then good night."

"Yes."

When it didn't make any noise, Jong-seok supported his head with his hands.

Am I blessed? Everywhere I go, I meet good people.’

When Jong-seok was thinking about it, he heard a small conversation from above.

"She looks very nice."

"Right. You don't look like kids these days."

"You must have been happy to listen to your story."

Rather, it's good to give an interest in Chinese medicine. These days, I only learn Western medicine, and I only look for oriental medicine when I'm rejuvenating myself. In our bodies, it's our medicine."

"Who says that these days? You alone took me to a big hospital because I was sick.”

"It's because it requires surgical treatment. I can't cut your belly.”

"That's true, too.”

Listening to the voice of an elderly couple who chatted with a small smile, Jong-seok felt good.

I wish I could buy a car like this and let my parents go on a trip when I make money.’

It was nice to see a couple on a trip to a scenic spots.

After thinking about it for a while, Jong-seok opened his backpack in the driver's seat and took out his experience book.

Jong-seok with his car lights on wrote down what happened yesterday and today with a pencil. I couldn't write a diary because I slept with In-young and her friends yesterday.

Jong-seok tilted his head at the experience book.

'The play was good, but it didn't give me much experience.'

And it was strange because I only gave 100 experience to the elderly.

I gave him 500 times to meet his life advisor, In-young.

'Is it because you look normal?'

Although his grandfather was an oriental medical doctor, he seemed to have not been recognized very much because he was so ordinary.

And my grandfather told me this and that, but it was all about Chinese medicine.

'The acupuncture looked great, ·.'.'···.'

I only felt the saliva stuck in my head, but I didn't see how it hit me, so I didn't think it was great.

If I had seen it in person, I would have thought it was amazing.

Jong-seok, who was thinking about this and that, looked at his experience book.

'Medical, ······'

Of course, things like big diseases or cancer won't be curable. Not ignoring Oriental medicine, but there are many diseases that modern medicine has yet to conquer.

But,·····.

Even without herbs, it can be replaced by folk remedies such as green onions and garlic.

What my grandfather said was very impressive. The cost of the ingredients may not be low at all, but if you know how to treat the disease and just know how to prescribe it, you don't have to go to the hospital.

He looked good because he could help people with just one needle.

So Jong-seok was thinking about getting experience in Chinese medicine.

I thought about getting medical experience because of my parents' health.

But then I chose massage because I thought that medicine in the past wouldn't follow modern medicine that developed.

But if you think about it, Oriental medicine is different.

Chinese doctors still read and write Donguibogam written by Heo Jun hundreds of years ago.

In some cases, oriental medicine may be better than the current lawmaker in the past.’

In the past, only saliva and soup were used to treat diseases.

With that in mind, Jong-seok wrote in his experience book.

In the article in the Experience Book, Jong-seok's face was puzzled.

'So you don't know the names of the masters of my experience so far.'

The cook was a cook, and the scholar was a bachelor. The names of the people around them have been mentioned several times in the book, but his own name has never.

And Jong-seok had never thought of it strange until now.

'Why can't I have a name?’

Jong-seok, who wondered why, soon nodded. The experience of the former cursors in the Experience Book is in the form of a diary.

There is no reason to write your name while keeping a diary in the Experience Book. It's just enough for you in your diary.

For example, if Kim Young-woo calls himself Jong-seok!, he can write 'Kim Young-woo called me back' in his diary.

"So you don't have a name."

Jong-seok, who had been thinking like that, wrote again.

Jong-seok's appetite was stimulated by the answer to the experience book.

'You're smart about the book. Or was there someone who asked or reproduced the same question as me before?’

In fact, the reason why Jong-seok asked was similar to the answer from the experience book.

He searched the names of the former cursors given by the Experience Book and thought about inheriting the experience of the person who lived the most wonderful life among them.

Then Jong-seok laughed.

'Those who thought there was no answer in yesterday's life are still good.’

Jong-seok, muttered to himself, wrote while looking at his experience book.

Jong-seok, who wrote until now, thought for a while and began to write numbers.

Other experiences range from 2,000 to 3,000 units, so they invested heavily.

'It's a life-related experience, and you shouldn't save it. And we can collect the experience again.'

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

As Jong-seok wrote, the pages went over and the writings began to appear.

My father passed away,··· ??? ???, and my mother passed away before. Because of this damn dog disease, ········

No, this sick bastard took both my parents and my brothers away.

I'll risk my life to dry all the seeds of this bottle.

The writing on the page gave me a little goose bumps.

'? ???······ ?? ???.’

Each letter was filled with the anger and resentment of the former writer.

And the resentment and anger have been vividly conveyed to Jong-seok because of his ability to pursue experience.

Jong-seok, who had goosebumps just by reading a few lines, read again after a while.

I began to read the protocol at random. I followed a thousand li of famous names and met them.

They taught and followed them to cure a man.

And,······.

The more I read the article written by Rep. Jong-seok, the more goosebumps were rising over his goosebumps.

"What a madman!" Is this a congressman?'

When I read the experience book, I feel like the writer's feelings and memories are being conveyed. No, it's coming through.

And when you sleep, the memories and emotions come from dreams to reality.

But,····, Lee's little experience,··· ?? ??, was terrible.

When ten people were cured, one person died. Of course, it was limited to patients who were sick enough to die.

However, the lawmaker did something else to treat such patients.

There is an effective treatment called A and a similar treatment called B in the condition of A.

However, Rep. started with Z. It is to use a treatment that has nothing to do with it and study its side effects.

Side effects are the opposite of action, but they are symptoms of a single disease, like both sides of a coin.

Therefore, if I knew the side effects, I could learn more about the disease. Gentleman studied it in exchange for a man's life.

Nevertheless, many patients visited Rep. In the eyes of the people, the senator was saved more than the one who killed more people.

And the lawmaker's experiment with such patients continued.

Jong-seok felt like watching a horror movie when the images of patients suffering from the hands of Rep.

The only difference was that this movie felt so vivid.

And the movie will come true from a dream.

'Swallow! Should I see more of this?'

Jong-seok, who was looking at the experience book with a troubled face, tried to turn over the bookcase.

To pass on to the first page. But the bookcase was not handed over.

Do you mean you have to look at all the experiences you gave me?’

Jong-seok, who was reading the experience book with a stiff face, covered the book. And when I opened it again, the story unfolded more than before.

"Oh, my God, I've slept through the night.”

I looked at the experience book with a stiff face with this emotion and fear that I should see as reality in my dream.

'I can't help it. Read.'

It is an experience that has already begun. Although it is a terrible experience, if you don't read this article anymore, you can't get the experience you need in the future.

"Damn it."

Small muttered Jong-seok started reading.

Is there no cure for the disease? How many more people's blood should be on my hands?

······.

When I finished reading the book with a cold feeling behind my back, a new article came to my mind in Jong-seok's eyes.

Jong-seok, who gained 5,000 experience in oriental medicine and four experiences, covered the experience book.

Blame!

Jong-seok, who covered the experience book to the point of sound, looked out the window blankly.

'I'm tired.'

I was really tired. The feeling that the experiences I had while reading the book were embedded in my body was very tired.

Physically and mentally, ·····.

'?······ ?? ?······.'

Jong-seok, who gave his eyes strength to the fact that he had to dream of this scary experience when he slept, fell asleep as if he had passed out.

"Crrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Jong-seok's face was distorted with falling asleep.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A small sound came from above as Jong-seok muttered a sound that was not known whether it was groaning or out of his sleep.

"The student must have been very tired.”

"It sounds like a groan."

"Are you sure you drooled well before?"

"Well, that's weird. I can sleep well with the saliva I gave you earlier."

"Worried."

"Leave it alone. Maybe he's tired from walking all the way here from Chuncheon."

"Still."

"Don't wake me up. Even nightmares are sleep. It's rather bad if you wake up from sleep."

"Is that so?"

"And we're a bit of a posture too.”

Grandmother's voice was no longer heard from her grandfather.

Not knowing that the old couple was talking about him, Jong-seok groaned and began to talk in his sleep.

"No. If you stab him there, he'll kill you, ······"

***

"Didn't you sleep well?"

Jong-seok, who was looking out of the window blankly, nodded smallly to his grandmother's question.

"I had a little nightmare."

"You must have been tired. You look pale."

Grandfather said, driving at her grandmother's words.

"Mac's all right, so don't worry."

"Shall we stop somewhere and get some fresh air?"

Jong-seok shook his head when his grandmother seemed worried.

"No, it's okay. Thank you."

When Jong-seok snuck at her grandmother's hand, she smiled and held it.

"I wish we had a grandchild."

"Then take your grandchild. I wish I had a grandmother.”

As he spoke, Jong-seok, out of curiosity, touched his grandmother's wrist slightly.

'The congressman was a madman, but he had the skills.'

It is to write down the experience of Chinese medicine's vein.

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