The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 51

Episode 51 It was nice to laugh.

How scary can a man who cured illnesses and saved people become when he holds a grudge?

The man who proved it is Dokma.

I became stronger with knowledge about the body and medicine, and because that wasn’t enough, I studied poison. The two feet that were busy walking around in the hospital to help those suffering from serious illnesses have changed to the two feet that roam rough terrain looking for poison.

As if that wasn’t enough, Dokma decided that it would be difficult to kill Daenachal alone and tested the poison on his own body. The congressman, who changed as a person after repeated addictions and treatment, spent years counseling and eventually killed Daenachal.

Was the person who achieved revenge satisfied?

When we met in the past life, it was after the poisonous horse had already killed Daenachal. However, Dokma did not leave even Daenakchal’s disciples alone. They tracked him down and killed him, found him and killed him, and eventually found and killed all of the Twelve Gods, who had abandoned their identity as disciples of the Twelve Gods and were living normally.

When I met him, the poisonous demon hated not only strongmen, but also humans themselves. This is because he treated many sick people during that time. Even while he was going crazy, no one helped him because he was afraid of Daenakchal.

In this way, God’s Mo Yongbaek gradually seeped into Gangho.

I learned more about the source of that hatred while drinking poisonous horse and alcohol.

It is said that when he was an ordinary doctor, he treated Daenachal, who was seriously injured, and saved the life of the Twelve Gods, whose lives were in danger, on several occasions.

In the end, Mo Yongbaek went looking for these ungrateful patients and killed them all with poison.

The expression on the face of the poisonous horse I met was truly empty.

After killing them all, once the burning desire for revenge subsides.

What should I live for next?

The person you love is no longer with you, and the person you need to kill is gone.

Poison Demon studied poison and practiced martial arts without receiving an answer. He spent his days imagining that there would be those who would come seeking revenge on Daenakshasa.

I am grateful to this poisonous horse.

This is because he broke his oath to never save another person again and saved me from a poison spell using old medical techniques that he had not forgotten.

The man who was slowly going crazy seemed to have sympathized with me, who was already crazy. It’s like the feeling of mutual sympathy that only crazy people share.

As I sat alone in the waiting area, I couldn’t help but think about these old days.

* * *

After examining the patients, Mo Yongbaek sat down again and explained the patient’s condition.

“It is not a major injury. “Don’t worry.”

I wasn’t worried, but I nodded with a serious expression. It seemed that Mo Yongbaek thought that I was the guardian of the two patients.

Mo Yongbaek continued.

“Surprisingly, although their injuries are mild, they actually show symptoms of psychological instability. In particular, it looks like Hongshin Xinjiang hasn’t been able to sleep for several days. He keeps asking what the executioner is doing. He also said that he was suffering from diarrhea. “When you are in a half-asleep state, your words become this honest.”

Mo Yongbaek looked at me blankly as if asking me to explain how this happened.

“Is diarrhea a serious illness?”

“It depends on the time.”

“Which part?”

“Aren’t you in Gangho? If you face an opponent, you may lose because of diarrhea. “It is a serious disease because it is life-threatening.”

“hmm.”

I never thought I would go back in time and have such a deep conversation about diarrhea with the scary man once called Poison Horse.

Because I know Mo Yongbaek’s personality, I answered his questions.

“Actually, I tricked Sister Hong into thinking she was lonely and gave her laxatives. He ordered me to kill Nok-sul, Hwang-oh, and Baek-ja, the most tyrannical of the twelve gods. If Hongshin continued to resist me, I would have had no choice but to kill him like Black Cat Ark. So the antidiarrheal medicine is not killing Hongsin, it is saving him.”

I countered with Introduction to Diarrhea Studies.

After understanding the situation, Mo Yongbaek tried hard to suppress laughter and then fluttered his nostrils for a moment.

“okay. “Then, if I prescribe medication to stop diarrhea.”

I responded by snapping my fingers.

“It will add to your reputation as a cure for loneliness. “It’s amazing.”

“I decline that.”

“Anyway, since I took care of the green wine, I decided to treat her as promised. Teacher Moyong, please help me.”

“All right. “It’s not difficult, so leave it to me.”

Why did the atmosphere become so serious about trying to stop some guy’s diarrhea? I made eye contact with Mo Yongbaek for a moment and nodded once.

“Let’s end the poop talk here.”

“That’s right. “Anyway, it looks like Geumhae Xinjiang suffered from mental shock as well.”

I asked Mo Yongbaek a question.

“Do you know what he likes best?”

“I don’t mean to criticize you, but there are things like money, elixirs, and greed.”

“Good to see. “You lost quite a bit of your strength while competing with me, and your money was also taken away.”

“okay. People who were originally successful are more shocked by failure.”

I nodded and pointed toward the patient room.

“First, get Hongshin out of the quagmire and then come back.”

“I’ll be back.”

I thought about this as I stared at Mo Yongbaek’s back.

The saying that those who continue to succeed are more shocked by failure also applies to you.

But that doesn’t apply to me.

I very rarely remember success.

His guesthouse went bankrupt, he was kicked out by his employer while working as a tomb keeper, and he had a losing streak in non-martial arts gambling. While learning martial arts, he went down a bad path and suffered from a curse, and Hao Wen quickly went bankrupt as soon as he was created. Whether I was learning martial arts or taking elixirs, things were not always smooth for me.

A life full of failures, that was my past life.

Because his life was so ruined, he was chased by the Murim Alliance and the Demon Cult.

As a result, I ended up swallowing heaven… … .

I think failure is just a process.

The important thing is to endure without harming yourself.

Hongshin’s voice was suddenly heard from the patient room.

“thank you!”

It is true. All you have to do is live gratefully.

The hope that the diarrhea will stop and the expectation that a large poop will come out. The word “Teacher” seems to come out of Hong Shin’s mouth now.

Mo Yongbaek, who was so respected, suffered a terrible betrayal from his patients.

The nickname Sinui disappeared, and Dokma was born.

Therefore, Daenakchal must die by my hand before Mo Yongbaek goes crazy.

Anyway, as I was sitting alone and lost in thought, my stream of consciousness seemed to keep coming back and forth, so I calmed my mind.

Every time the pretty medical women passed by, they would slightly bow their heads to me.

My face was white and my clothes were pure white, but my head was full of shit, so I felt sorry for the medical women.

‘Ugly guy.’

Inside, Mo Yong-baek gave instructions to the medical women and then walked out again.

“Lord Mun, I think Hongsin Shinjang needs to get some sleep. It seems like the waiting time will be longer for the Geumhae kidney because the fortune-telling system will be longer. “I think it will be enough for you to come back tomorrow.”

“Are you busy, teacher?”

“Not really.”

I pointed across.

After seeing Mo Yongbaek sit down, I pushed the box containing Geumja and said, Mo Yongbaek asked while looking at the box.

“What is this?”

“Treatment costs.”

“Can I open it?”

“of course.”

As soon as Mo Yongbaek opened the box, he saw that it was full of gold coins.

“There are too many. How many in total?”

“Fifty pieces of gold.”

“I ask why you are giving me so much.”

“Actually, it’s time for me to have some luck too. “Please give me a quiet bed to wait for the priests to heal me.”

“It’s not difficult, but then.”

Mo Yongbaek took out three golden characters from the box and then pushed the box towards me.

“Even if you give me this much, it’s too much.”

A scuffle broke out for a moment.

“Take it.”

“I refuse.”

For a moment, I remembered that the poisonous horse from my previous life was extremely stubborn. Mo Yongbaek spoke to me with a somewhat relaxed expression.

“Mr. Moon, because I am a doctor, I treat people without distinction. However, I am also human, so I have my dislikes and likes. Use this money for whatever you want to do. “I received fifty, but I am returning the forty-seven to be used as military funds.”

Earn money and spread it like flower petals.

Mo Yongbaek swept up the petals and sprinkled them on my face again.

Also, if you look at the meaning of the words in detail, it also contains the meaning of using Daenachal as money to kill.

“I feel like they will keep rejecting me, so I feel bitter.”

“yes.”

“But I have to accept this.”

The second round has begun.

I handed out the box containing the four roots of Baekyeomcho to Mo Yongbaek. Preparing a counterattack no matter what he says.

“If you are healthy, you can save many people.”

Mo Yongbaek laughed without even opening the box of white salt vinegar.

“Lord Moon.”

“Tell me.”

“In order for me to completely absorb this white salt herb, I have to adhere to the fortune-telling diet for more than ten days. There are patients who come to me every day, so I can’t afford to eat this and leave. Isn’t this the medicine that Lord Mun needs? I am grateful that you look favorably on a humble local council member. “If you take it right here and start the fortune-telling breakfast, I will prepare a soup to help Moonju quickly regain his body’s balance.”

I am this kind of guy.

I lost the argument, too.

“… … .”

While he was at a loss for words to answer and was thinking about something cool to say, Mo Yongbaek called the medical women and ordered them to do various things.

“Take Lord Moon to the innermost part. “You will be eating fortune-telling after taking the elixir, so be especially careful.”

“yes.”

“And put up a sign saying I will be away until tomorrow morning and close the door early today. “I also have work to do.”

“All right.”

While the doctor and the medical staff worked together, I remained as still as a patient.

“Lord Moon? Please go in. now.”

“I was wondering if it would be okay to pay three gold coins for this.”

Mo Yongbaek said with a smile.

“It’s actually good for us because we got to know Gosu, who is stronger than the Black Cat Ark, as a guest. I hope to go along well. Lord Moon.”

In the end, the man with the poop on his head followed the pure white maids inside.

* * *

Mo Yong-baek, who was left alone for a moment, looked at the medical women busily walking around with his back to him and then entered the office.

Mo Yongbai took off the sweaty headband, washed his hands and face, and then wrapped the clean headband around his forehead again.

Next, he took out the ingredients one by one from the drawer where various medicines were stored and placed them on the table. In the meantime, I thought about Hao Wenzhu’s tone of voice, eyes, complexion, and breathing, and thought about ingredients that could neutralize the energy of White Flame Herb, and muttered to myself.

“… … “I think you basically have a temper tantrum.”

Mo Yongbaek’s opinion was that the patient’s words were not completely believed.

Some of the ingredients had to be ground finely into powder, so Mo Yongbai sat down at the desk, took the utensil in his hand, and began to finely chop the ingredients himself.

It is also a fairly time-consuming task.

However, the efficacy of the medicine can be further increased by these small actions and sincerity.

It was something I usually left to the medical maid, but today, for the first time in a long time, I prepared the medicine myself.

Naturally, I had no choice but to think about the patient’s condition while making the medicine.

In Mo Yongbai’s opinion, Hao Wenju was an impressive person with a very narrow range of emotions. He cracks a lot of jokes, but that’s just his appearance.

I thought that, in essence, he was a cool-headed person who was never very happy or angry.

Mo Yongbaek thought of Hao Wenju like this based on what he had studied, the human groups he had seen in various books, and his own thoughts.

A man who will turn the world against him and start a war if things don’t work out.

A man who, if things go well, will lead and protect many people.

The point was that whether he was waging war or protecting, he was never a normal, quiet man.

If we were to classify this into human types, it would be a man at war, that is, the general type.

No matter how it was resolved, he was a leader-type person who led an army.

So Mo Yongbaek worked harder to prepare the medicinal ingredients.

I hope that Hao Wenju will spend his money on more meaningful things, overcome his temper tantrums better, overcome mental demons that may develop in the future, overcome Daenacha Temple, and continue to win to protect our Moyong family… … .

We collected good medicinal ingredients and carefully ground them into powder.

Mo Yongbaek, who had been concentrating for a while to prepare the ingredients, suddenly had the corners of his mouth turn up slightly. Eventually, Mo Yongbaek, who burst out laughing alone, had no choice but to take a break.

“Ah, I keep thinking about that damn diarrhea story. “In trouble.”

The man who had been a poisonous horse in his previous life smiled brightly.

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