Jong-seok, who finished his trip, soon started school. After summer vacation, high school seniors were really busy.

It was a mock test nationwide soon after the school started.

The national mock test in September was so difficult that it was called the preliminary CSAT.

Through this mock test, I was able to predict this year's CSAT.

And Jong-seok missed one of the whole questions in math.

Jong-seok, who received his report card, was lost in thought.

Math is a little difficult, as expected.’

It was a matter of knowing and formula, but I couldn't adapt because it was a modified problem.

Other problems could be solved by focusing on textbooks. However, the textbook alone was not enough for math.

The only answer was to solve many types of problems.

However, at this rate, it will not be difficult to get to Kyunghwa University and Oriental Medicine University.

Although the school seemed to want to go to Seoul National University's medical school or law department instead of Kyunghwa University, Jong-seok decided to go to Kyunghwa University's oriental medicine department.

The decision included the fact that Kyunghwa University's oriental medical school was famous, ···, and the desire to attend school with Lee Soo-mi.

Jong-seok, who was thinking like that, took out his cell phone and took a report card.

Number one in the whole school. It must be one problem.

Give me the prize.

I sent a text message to Lee Soo-mi with a photo attached, and the answer came a moment later.

Lee Chang-sik approached Jong-seok, who smiled smallly at Lee Soo-mi's text message.

"Oh! No matter what the difference is, the first place in the school is different. Other people are busy studying, but are you busy dating?"

"How can you survive if you don't have anything like that in your senior year of high school?"

"Survivor."

Among the survivors, ????······ ???, the only person who played with him on that day was Jongseok was the only person who developed into a lover.

So Kim Young-woo and Lee Chang-sik called Jong-seok survivors.

Boom!

The door suddenly opened and the passing teacher thrust his face in.

"What's so noisy about a senior high school classroom!"

At the sight of the teacher shouting, Lee Chang-sik hurried back to his seat.

***

After class, Jong-seok, who met Lee Soo-mi for dinner and enjoyed a date, returned home.

And Jong-seok felt good. Lee Soo-mi gave him a light kiss because it was an award.

'Oh, I can't wait to become an adult.’

Then we can make some progress. With that in mind, Jong-seok entered the house.

"Mom, I'm here."

"Yes, you did a good job today.”

Jong-seok held his report card in the hand of his smiling and welcoming mother.

"Mom's favorite gift."

"Oh!"

At Jong-seok's words, his mother smiled brightly and showed her report card.

And,······.

"Oh!"

The mother, who spat out a pleasant sound, approached her father and showed him her report card.

"What do you like so much about a good test?"

"Of course it's good. The September mock test is similar to the CSAT."

"It's not the same thing. Don't make such a fuss."

Then Dad said to Jong-seok.

"You must be tired. Wash up and eat."

"I ate rice after eating it outside."

My parents knew about Lee Soo-mi, too. Jongseok is so close to his parents that he talked about his girlfriend.

Hold still!

Mom looked at Jong-seok's horse.

"Your college entrance exam is just around the corner. Did you meet a girl?”

"I just ate."

"However,·····"

Took!

said the father, who hit his mother lightly with his hand, with a smile.

"Yes, it's tiring just to study. Sometimes you need to cool your head by dating your girlfriend. Good job. Talk when you run out of pocket money."

"Yes."

When Jong-seok put his bag in the room and went into the bathroom, his mother looked at him.

"No, what time is it now? I'm seeing a woman.”

"What's the occasion?"

"The College Scholastic Ability Test is just around the corner, ·····"

Sweep!

Dad showed me his report card.

"When my son worked hard and brought this report card, isn't that what it is now? Or are you jealous?”

"What's that, .".".".".""

"Why do you say there are so many women like that these days? Jealous to your son's girlfriend?"

"You man! What do you think I am!"

Jong-seok tilted his head while listening to the sound outside with the water on in the shower room.

'Are you jealous?

Come to think of it, talking about Lee Soo-mi reminded me of something I didn't like.

'Is it real?'

Jong-seok, who was thinking like that, lost his appetite.

"Ha! You're not even married, are you already in high-value conflict?"

Jong-seok, who was thinking like that, began to wash himself.

After washing clean, Jong-seok looked at his father.

"I have some money to spend.”

"Money?"

"I have some things to buy."

"What are you going to buy?"

"weak and drug-making equipment."

"About herbs and equipment?"

"Yes."

"What are you going to do with the herbs?"

"I want to study herbs before I go to oriental medicine."

Knowing that Jong-seok was already aiming for Kyunghwa University's oriental medical school, his father took out the card without saying much.

"Thank you."

Dad shook his head at Jong-seok's horse and said,

"And you have the card.”

"Me?"

"Yes. If you need anything, buy it from now on, and pay for it when you're dating."

"Sumi and I don't need a lot of money.”

"These days, kids say they're going to split the cost of dating separately, but it's still a man's job to buy food."

"Who says that these days?"

"But if you need anything, do it. I don't know anything else, but a man's wallet needs a car."

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who raised himself, came into the room.

After a while, Jongseok took out his cell phone and called Im Aehee.

"Grandma, how are you?”

Oh, it's Jongseok. I saw him last week. What's going on?

After the vacation, Jong-seok kept in touch with Im Ae-hee. I called you once every three days, if not every day, and I visited you once last week to say hello and give you a massage.

"It's nothing else, but I'm going to buy some herbs tomorrow.”

Herbal herbs?

"Yes, so I'm calling to ask which herbal market I should go to."

The herb market, ???·· ? ? ?! Then let's go together.

"Aren't you tired?"

If you're tired, Jongseok can give you a massage.

"Well, I'd love to, but..."

That's okay. I'll pick you up at six tomorrow morning.

"6 a.m.? Isn't it too early?"

You have to go early to buy a good herb.

"Okay, then."

Jong-seok, who hung up the phone with it, took out an experience book, wrote a diary, and lied down.

It was convenient to go to bed early to get up at 6 a.m. tomorrow.

***

The next morning, Jong-seok was entering a herbal market in Gyeonggi Province in a car driven by Hepyongji.

When Heo Pyung-ji, who parked his car in the parking lot, got off, Jong-seok helped Im Ae-hee.

"It's nice to be here after a long time.”

Lim Ae-hee nodded at what Heo Pyeong-ji said as she stretched.

"Yes, that's great."

"It's been a long time since you've been here."

At Jong-seok's words, Heo Pyeong-ji said, moving toward the herbal market.

"Sometimes it comes, but these days, the vice-president takes care of it."

The vice-president was referring to a falsehood.

"I see."

"Let's go."

Perhaps because it's been a long time since he came to the herbal market, he looked happy. And so was Lim Ae-hee.

He did not come back after he was sick, but when he was young, he remembered buying medicine at a herbal market on weekends with Heo Pyung-ji.

As He Pyung-ji entered the market, drug dealers who recognized him smiled and greeted him.

"The director's here.”

"Yes, how have you been?"

"It's hard these days because of the recession."

"When was it not a recession? Don't be a crybaby.”

"Hahaha! That's true, too."

While smiling, Heo Pyung-ji saw something and stopped.

"That's good,······"

Jong-seok glanced next to Heo Pyeong-ji, who looked at the herbs to see if there was any favorite medicinal herbs.

"You dried the scarlet flower."

"No?"

"I know it's effective for ischemia, joints and women's diseases."

"You know very well."

At Jong-seok's words, Heo Pyeong-ji glanced at him and looked at the dried scarlet flowers.

The pharmacist smiled and said,

"You must be your grandson."

Lim Ae-hee nodded at the pharmacist's remark.

"My grandson.”

"As expected, it's the grandchild of Rep. You seem young, but you know the flowers."

Lim Ae-hee held Jong-seok's hand as if she was proud of the pharmacist's words.

Jong-seok, who held hands with Lim Ae-hee, looked at the flowers and looked at other medicinal herbs.

'Clearly the scarlet flower looks good. It's dried well, too, and then mostly red flowers.'

I came here to buy some herbs, but I didn't really decide what kind.

If I had a favorite herb, I was going to build a healthy ring or a potion based on it.

Of course, I wasn't going to give anyone else, but I was going to give it to my parents and me and Lee Soo-mi and her parents as gifts.

It's Chuseok soon, so it's a present.

Anyway, Jong-seok began to carefully choose the medicinal herbs that matched the flowers while looking at the medicinal herbs.

The pharmacist looked at Heo Pyeong-ji as if he was impressed by Jong-seok's choice of medicinal herbs.

"Sonju knows the medicine very well."

"Is that so?"

Looking at Heo Pyung-ji speaking as if it were nothing much, the pharmacist nodded.

"Our store's medicines are all the best, but they're all a little bit in bad shape, so we're picking out all the good ones."

"I see."

As the pharmacist said, Jong-seok was moving up and down the medicinal herbs, containing only the best of them.

The stalactites, which collected some of the medicinal herbs, held them out to the pharmacist.

"I'd like this, please."

"If I do this, just give me 120,000 won."

When the pharmacist looked at the Heo Pyung-ji, Jong-seok took out his wallet and put out his card.

"It's my treat."

"No, I'll buy you this."

Heo Pyung-ji, who paid the bill instead of Jong-seok, held out bags of medicinal materials.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm just buying you this.”

"Thank you."

When Jong-seok accepted the bag, Heo Pyung-ji moved toward other drug dealers.

The drug dealers that He Pyung-ji took were all handling good medicines.

Moreover, they were well-written and could be used immediately.

He bought some medicine.

'You can make a filial piety team for your mom and a positive heart for your dad. And it would be nice to have a life-saving squad, ···, · ?, and ? ? as an emergency first aid. You don't have that, do you?’

Hyosimdan is good for older women, and it enhances men's energy.

You can think of energy as being used only between couples at night, but it will give you energy by using energy in everything.

And the life-saving squad was a life-threatening first aid.

The medicine was strong enough to keep people alive for at least an hour before they died.

However, the drug's effectiveness will be much lower than that made by a crazy lawmaker.

There are no medicinal herbs used by a madman here.

Donguibogam didn't use any of the candles that were used by the madman, but are they only in China? Or is it extinct?’

It won't be without eternity. Because he dealt with the eternity in his dreams through the experience of a madman.

But Donguibogam had no records of similar herbs.

Thinking for a moment about the medicines used by the crazy lawmaker, Jong-seok entered the store that was guided by Heo Pyung-ji.

This was not a medicinal ingredient, but a place where Chinese medicine doctors sold the utensils and supplies they needed.

When the welcoming drug dealer brought out warm tea, Heo Pyeong-ji and Lim Ae-hee sat down and drank it.

Then Jong-seok went around the store and started buying equipment he needed.

There were acupuncture needles in Jong-seok's eyes as he was choosing what he needed, including a bowl, scissors for cutting herbs, and even going.

On one side were saliva used for disposable purposes, and next to it were saliva contained in antique trees or bamboo barrels.

Jong-seok's eyes, as he was looking at the saliva, saw it wrapped in paper.

'This, ···.'.'.'

Unlike the others, Jong-seok, who saw the sting wrapped in paper, glanced at it.

Jong-seok nodded while looking at the saliva wrapped in a glass case.

"Good."

The saliva looked all the same, but from Jong-seok's perspective, it looked a little different.

"Why do you like the saliva?"

"I think I'll have to touch it, but it looks good."

At Jong-seok's words, Heo Pyeong-ji looked at him and called his owner to open the glass case.

When the owner opened the glass case, Heo Pyung-ji said.

"Touch your saliva."

The owner's face was troubled by Heo Pyung-ji's words. When Heo Pyung-ji shook his head in a small way, the owner relished his appetite and stopped talking.

Jong-seok, who couldn't see it because he was looking at it, took out a spit from the paper and picked it up.

'I have a good center of weight.’

I often touched my saliva while traveling with an old couple. Once you've used it, you have to disinfect it.

However, the saliva felt like it was well balanced, with a tight grip on the hand.

It felt like a saliva used by a madman.

"Good."

"Do you want it?"

"Yes."

"I don't care about the needle until I'm good at it's okay. Promise me and I'll buy you one."

"I can buy it.”

"No, I'll buy you one."

"Then I'll take it."

The bedbugs with price tags on them had to be expensive, which cost about three to four thousand won, and the disposable ones cost less than 20,000 won for a thousand.

So I decided to take this saliva with my heart because I thought it wouldn't be too expensive.

"Then have tea with your grandmother. I'll order some things that the owner here needs.”

"Yes."

When Jong-seok went to Im Ae-hee, Heo Pyeong-ji said to the owner.

"Is the price still the same?"

"Yes."

"Then give me a set of silver in the bin."

"Maybe it's too much for your grandson."

"That's what the grandson will do."

"Okay. Then I'll pay you 5.1 million won."

If Jong-seok had heard it, he would have given a flag. It's only 5.1 million won for 20 saliva.

Saliva cost 5 million won and silver bottle cost 100,000 won.

However, the saliva is made by a single acupuncture expert in Korea and is made by efforts such as horse harnessing.

a horse-riding needle (( The effort to grind axes and make saliva.

Huh Pyung-ji frowned at his master's words.

"Oh! I will not cut this man, ···, · ?, ."100,000 won."

"Leader, I have to make a living, too."

"Cut 100,000 won."

The owner nodded his head as if he couldn't help it when he said that he was determined.

"Then cash, ·····"

"I'll do that. Then I'll send the money to your account."

"Okay."

The owner carefully lifted the saliva from the drawer and put it in.

Tap tap tap!

'Anyway, more people do it.’

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