Chapter Eighteen: The Frightening Medicinal Bath

  Kim Jong-kook had a schedule to attend to, and Han Ahn-gong wouldn't delay his work for himself. Although he hadn't been in South Korea for long, through contact and understanding, he knew that the celebrity he had met had a very good reputation in South Korea. So, he quickly bid farewell to Kim Jong-kook and returned to the bedroom arranged by Choi's family to meditate and cultivate his energy.

  Feeling the yin and yang energy here, although it's not as prosperous as Longwang Village, it's much better than Li's place. Han Ankang also knew why there were so few people who had achieved success in their cultivation nowadays, and he understood why the Earth was now called the Dharma Ending Era. In this era of thin spiritual energy, it was indeed difficult to cultivate to a higher realm, harder than ascending to heaven.

  Fortunately, the Yin-Yang skill he was cultivating only required sunlight and moonlight to cultivate, so he didn't have to worry about not being able to cultivate. After sighing in relief, Han Ankang quickly entered a state of cultivation, absorbing the free-roaming Yang energy around him into his body, replenishing the Yin-Yang true energy that had been consumed by treating the illness earlier.

  When Han Ankang was interrupted by the knocking sound outside the door while practicing, he opened the door to see the nurse who had been taking care of Choi Jin-sung. The nurse humbly told him that Choi Jin-sung had woken up. Han Ankang didn't say much either, closed the door and followed the nurse to Choi Jin-sung, who was half-lying on the bed at this time.

  Seeing the young Chinese medicine doctor again, Cui Zhihao, who had entered a step earlier, had already told Cui's family that Han Ankang would see ten patients as a favor to their family. He reported this to the founder of the family. Cui Zhen felt that Han Ankang was indeed a benevolent doctor and also instructed his son not to exchange any benefits with those families because of this.

  Otherwise, once Han Ankang finds out about this matter, it is likely that the opportunity to deepen relations with him will be lost. Not losing sight of the bigger picture due to a small issue is the wise choice for the Cui family in this matter.

  Choi Jin-sung, who felt much better spiritually, smiled and said: "Thank you, Master Han. I haven't slept so comfortably in a long time. Thank you very much!"

  Han Ankang saw that Cui Lao was resting and his spirit had improved a lot, so he knew that his Yang Qi had an extremely ideal therapeutic effect on the treatment of Yin evil syndrome.

  Smiling, he said: "Cui Lao, from now on you can call me Little Han or Dr. Han, this title of Master is unnecessary. I only have a slight understanding of the art of Qigong, and I don't deserve to be called Master. If Cui Lao doesn't want to embarrass me, it's better to change your way of addressing me!"

  It's embarrassing for an old man like him to call himself a master, thought Han Ankang. After all, medicine has no end. He had only just taken the first step in his medical journey, how dare he claim the title of master!

  Han Ankang didn't want to accept this title, so Cui Lao smiled and said: "Alright, as long as you don't mind me being old-fashioned, I'll call you Xiao Han from now on."

  "It doesn't matter, Little Han is fine. Come on, let me take a look at your pulse again, Mr. Cui, and see how you're doing now!"

  For this old man who is about the same age as his grandfather, calling himself Little Han, Han Ankang doesn't mind. Soon he will focus his attention on taking pulses and diagnosing diseases again.

  After the first treatment, Han Ankang found that although the destruction of the yin evil energy had stopped, due to the late rescue and treatment, Choi Jin-san's physical energy was now severely out of balance. Therefore, more effort is still needed to adjust and regulate this energy in order.

  He quickly picked up the paper and pen prepared in the room, wrote out a string of Chinese medicine names, and handed them to Choi Zhihao to rush to buy. In the evening, he was ready to replace Lao Yezi again for another treatment, trying to clear away the yin evil energy on the surface of his body. As for his physical strength, it needed to be slowly adjusted like grinding tofu with warm water, and this couldn't be rushed.

  Considering Choi Jin-san's age, taking strong medicine would be unbearable, so when choosing a treatment method, Han Ankang chose a milder approach as much as possible.

  Holding the prescription written by Han Ankang, Cui Zhihao didn't trust others to buy it and went personally to find a professional to help him select the medicinal materials. After handing over the prescription to Cui Zhihao, who was in charge of Han Ankang's affairs, he quickly arranged for a servant from the Cui household to take care of him and hastily set up an outdoor stove.

  Along with a large iron pot that can decoct large doses of medicine, there is also a large wooden barrel for Cui Zhen to soak in medicinal baths. This unprecedented way of treating illness has also caused the servants and nurses at the Cui residence to start making arrangements in an uproar.

  When Choi Ji-ho arrived at the Choi's house with Dr. Lee In, who had personally selected the Chinese medicinal herbs for him, they were both surprised to see a temporary stove set up in the courtyard, along with a large pot and wooden bucket. Upon learning that these were prepared by Han Ahn-kang's orders, Choi Ji-ho didn't say much and quickly took the medicinal herbs and led Dr. Lee In, who had strongly requested to help and observe, to the sickroom where he handed over the herbs to Han Ahn-kang.

  Looking at Li Ren again, Han Ankang didn't ask why he came here. He smelled and identified the medicinal materials he had bought, instructed the kitchen to supplement some flow-made food for Cui Zhenshan to fill his stomach. Under Cui Zhihao's enthusiastic hospitality, he appeared by the newly built stove after dinner.

  Looking at the bright moonlight, Han Ankang immediately ordered the prepared servants to ignite the fire and boil the water in the iron pot. Then, carrying large and small packages of medicine, he poured them one by one into the big pot for decoction.

  When the air was filled with the smell of medicine, Han Ankang let the nurse take off the loose hospital gown on Choi Jin-san's body, and even the small underwear that wrapped around his sensitive area was gone. He was left naked and was helped to sit in a large wooden tub.

  When Cui Zhen Shan realized that he was going to be given a medicinal bath, looking at the pot of boiling medicine, even the usually fearless Cui Zhen Shan couldn't help but ask in alarm: "Are you going to use these medicines for the bath directly?"

  Han Ankang naturally knew what the old man was worried about, and smiled: "Don't worry, although you will feel some scalding later, it won't hurt you. The abscesses that have ruptured outside your body must be treated with strong medicine, otherwise the vital energy inside your body will continue to flow out through these wounds."

  "For this, I can only slowly adjust the missing vital energy in your body after solving the problem of vital energy leakage. Next, I will use silver needles to seal several acupoints for you, so that you can reduce your perception of pain. Trust me, if I'm not sure about something, I won't do it recklessly."

  With this reply, Cui Zhen Shan looked slightly embarrassed and said: "Alright, then everything will be troublesome for Little Han."

  Cui Zhen Shan had mentally prepared himself, and Han An Kang quickly gave him a few injections with the silver needle. After the injection was done, he asked someone to bring over a large wooden spoon, and scooped up a ladle of scalding hot medicine from the still bubbling medicinal broth.

  "With a gentle expression, he said: 'Old man, later you will feel a bit of scalding and pain, but I hope you can endure it. Once you get used to this temperature, please let me know in time so that we can proceed with the medicinal bath together. Can you do that?'"

  Some of the old men who were as bold as Cui also gritted their teeth and said, "Come on! I'm not afraid!"

  As soon as Cui Zhen Shan's voice fell, a scene that made everyone present look horrified appeared. Han An Kang seemed to be not worried at all, and slowly poured the scalding medicinal soup from behind Cui Zhen Shan's wound.

  Looking at the corner of Cui Zhen's mouth, which was still twitching, and the hot air rising from the medicine that had been poured down, the Cui family members who were standing by and had arrived in time, also did not dare to open their mouths to disturb him. The more emotional female members of the Cui family looked at the color of Cui Zhen's mouth and thought that this was the old man gritting his teeth and holding on, and they too let out sorrowful sobs.

  Looking at the Chui family members with a painful expression, Han Ankang could only smile bitterly and say: "You don't have to be so heartbroken, although some of the medicine spilled over and scalded, most of it seeped into the wound, causing pain for Master."

  It hurts means the medicine is taking effect. Don't believe me, ask old master, the actual discomfort of drinking this medicinal soup is about the same as when you guys start soaking your feet at night.

  After hearing Han Ankang's explanation, I indeed felt a painful feeling, not as intense as Choi Jin-san had imagined. He hurriedly said: "Alright, I know you're all worried about me, but what Little Han said makes sense, so there's no need to be too sad. This medicinal soup poured on my body really isn't as scalding as I thought, I just feel a bit itchy and painful at the wound site, that's why I gritted my teeth and endured. It's nothing!"

  With his words of comfort, the Chui family members felt a little more at ease. When Han Ankang applied the medicinal soup to Chui Zhen Shan's front and back, making him completely wet all over, he asked if he was adapted to this kind of pain. Receiving a nod in response, he continued. The servant who had been standing by to help also used a wooden spoon to quickly pour all the boiling medicine from the pot into the wooden bucket.

  As the medicine from the iron pot was all poured into the water, only Choi Jin-sang's head was exposed outside the medicinal soup. After a brief moment of pain, he suddenly changed his previous gritted teeth and instead showed a comfortable smile: "Huh? Why do I feel more and more comfortable?"

  Han Ankang smiled and said, "This is the medicine clearing away the evil Qi from outside your body. With the illness gone, you naturally feel more comfortable. However, you still need to soak in the wooden tub for a while longer until the temperature of the medicinal broth drops, then you can come out. Depending on the situation after treatment, I will decide on your next course of treatment."

  Choi Jin-san, who was shocked by Han Ankang's seemingly earth-shattering medical skills, said with an unusually relaxed expression: "Alright, you can treat me however you want, after all, it's you who saved my life. Don't worry, be bold and treat!"

  This remark made Han Ankang laugh and cry, and also brought a burst of tears and laughter from the Cui family members who were concerned about his situation. They felt that Cui Zhen Shan could make such a joke, proving that he really trusted Han Ankang's treatment completely. This also meant that the authority of the Cui family would no longer face the threat of death.