Doctor Goes Back To Joseon Chapter 72 - Cosmetic surgery [3]

Chapter 72: Cosmetic surgery [3]

Dolseok and the owner opened their eyes wide in unison.

A n.o.bleman came to the shop and asked to buy a s.c.r.o.t.u.m.

A s.c.r.o.t.u.m of a bull…

The owner asked again, “What did you say, sir? s.c.r.o.t.u.m?”

“Yes, s.c.r.o.t.u.m of a bull, but if you don’t have bull’s s.c.r.o.t.u.m, pig s.c.r.o.t.u.m is okay.”

“Eo…”

The owner was repeating “Eo…” as if he could not think of anything.

Dolseok was embarra.s.sed too. He talked about the life and death of a man, then he came to the butcher shop. It surprised Dolseok, to begin with. Furthermore, he’s asking for s.c.r.o.t.u.m.

“Sir, are you really looking for a s.c.r.o.t.u.m?”

“Yes. I do not have any methods other than this. This is the only solution I can think of.”

It was true.

He could not think of another bag for artificial breathing.

He had many silk pouches, but it could not hold air.

‘In the ‘Shui Hu Zhuan’, pig s.c.r.o.t.u.m was used as a football.’

s.c.r.o.t.u.ms were a kind of a bag.

It contained two b.a.l.l.s in it rather than water or air.

It might be good for artificial breathing considering its shape and material.

“What will you do with it?”

“I will let him use it…No. You will see it later.”

He could not explain it well.

“You will let him suck a s.c.r.o.t.u.m?”

“No, are you crazy? I will not ask him to suck it. We will blow it?”

“s.c.r.o.t.u.m?”

“Wait. You can see it later.”

Ganghyuk made him quiet by hitting his head.

It was not the best method, but it was a very effective one.

Ganghyuk could shut his mouth with this one blow.

“Anyway, do you have any?”

“Eo…Yes. I do. Do you need t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es?”

“No, I don’t need t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es. I need the bag containing the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es.”

“I have some…”

The owner murmured and searched for the shop.

Bag for the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es. He was the first customer who wanted it.

There were some customers who wanted t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es though.

It was said that t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es were good for a man’s s.e.xual stamina.

The owner was tempted so he ate some, but it was neither tasty nor effective.

“I found them, here you are.”

He cut a s.c.r.o.t.u.m from a bull.

“Oh.”

Ganghyuk received it with thankful eyes.

It was bigger than he thought.

It could replace the artificial respiration bag easily.

“Eum”

Ganghyuk made various experiments with the bag.

He poured water.

He blew it with air.

When he did that, the owner and Dolseok frowned further, but Ganghyuk couldn’t care less.

He was so happy to find a useful bag.

“How many do you have?”

“Ah, do you need more?”

“It’s really good. I think I’d them buy all.”

Ganghyuk asked, leaving several silk pouches on the counter.

They were such expensive items to trade for a hundred s.c.r.o.t.u.ms.

The eyes of the owner moved very fast.

He forgot about thinking as to who he was and where he would use the s.c.r.o.t.u.ms anymore.

“Ah, Yes! I will search for more.”

At least, He could get more than 10 bags.

The owner gave him some pig’s s.c.r.o.t.u.ms, but they were smaller than those of bull’s.

Dolseok asked, holding the s.c.r.o.t.u.m in front of his chest.

A mixture of annoyance and curiosity was present in his face and voice.

“Sir, why do you want to buy these…”

“You will understand later.”

“Ok.”

“Fellow.”

He took out a scroll from his sleeves.

It did not have much content, just a few lines.

However, Dolseok’s response on this was rather interesting.

“No, no, sir. Please help me. I want to live more.”

“Why do people tell me to help them when they see me? I have not killed anyone. Have you seen me in the act of killing people?”

He could swear that.

Ganghyuk did not kill anyone, even j.a.panese.

He almost killed sone, but in the end, they were killed by Yeoni.

“I have seen you beat someone to death countless times.”

“Ei, I have not beaten a person to death. When have you seen me doing that?”

“The scroll is the evidence.”

Dolseok pointed at the scroll with a troubled expression.

Now that he’s taking a closer look at it, there were some letters added to the lines.

Dolseok, Flail, Bandit 1, Bandit 2, etc.

Under the name were lines, and Dolseok had a few lines under his name too.

One for rolling in the straw mat.

“Do you want to have another line here?”

“No, no, sir. Please help me.”

“Ok. Then hold them and follow me without complaints.”

“Yes.”

Rolling in the straw mat in his house was not a big deal.

Makbong, Yeoni, and Ganghyuk tread on the straw mat once or twice.

It was different from that of other houses though. The person in the mat would not be dead.

However, it was painful.

Makbong and Yeoni were experts in giving pain and Ganghyuk was heavy and strong.

After the rolling, people tend to have their personalities changed.

They listened to instructions with careful considerations.

Like Dolseok now.

He walked with heavy footsteps holding the bags as if they were shrines.

“Eoheo. Be careful.”

He scolded a pa.s.senger when he almost b.u.mped at him.

‘Fellow. He is faithful, anyway.’

Ganghyuk moved his steps with a satisfied face.

When he came home, the newcomers were knelt down in the yard.

They tied themselves together like a dried yellow corvina in a string.

“Oh, did you examine and treat them?”

“Yes, sir. Miss Yeoju helped me.”

It seemed Yeoni treated them.

Yeoju helped her.

“I made them quiet. Hehe.”

Makbong bragged that he did something.

He did not have any talent in medicine.

He was good at sword fighting and waist moving, but not medicine.

He compensated this by being diligent and faithful.

“This one and that one were especially noisy.”

Makbong pointed at them one after the other with a desperate look.

Ganghyuk realized that he wanted to be praised.

He was quite a delicate person, unlike his look.

“Good. I have no worries because you are here.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“What is the fellow in the room doing?”

“He is sleeping.”

“Sleeping?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Heo.”

He might have a strong heart.

He slept beside the blowfish poison.

Ganghyuk went into the room shaking his head.

As Makbong said, he was sleeping, snoring loudly.

“Will you wake him up?”

“Yes, sir.”

Dolseok slapped his cheek leaving the b.a.l.l.s in the corner.

“Wake up.”

“Who is it? Fu**, sorry.”

The man was quite smart.

As soon as he saw Dolseok and Ganghyuk, he bent his body.

“The work is not important. Just get acupunctured and that’s it.”

“Acupuncture?”

“Yes. Do you have a part you are not satisfied with on your body?”

“Eum”

He thought about it thoroughly and then pointed at his genitals.

“Here?”

“Oh my G.o.d”

Ganghyuk sighed.

‘I am a man, too, but I really don’t understand why all men in Joseon are the same.’

They always think of their d.i.c.ks.

Maybe they didn’t have things to entertain themselves other than that.

“The purpose of this acupuncture is to make it small. Do you want it?”

“No. sir. Not to make it small. Never.”

The man jumped forgetting that he had his leg injured.

“Then, which part don’t you like?”

“Eum…smaller…I don’t know.”

“You don’t know? Then I will choose some useless part and make an experiment.”

“But not my d.i.c.k, sir.”

“I see. Don’t worry.”

To inject Botox in the d.i.c.k?

It would be terrible.

Even the bravest among all soldiers would confess national secrets in that kind of torture.

“Dolseok, roll up the trousers.”

“Yes, sir.”

Dolseok rolled up the man’s trousers quickly.

There, he could see his strong calves.

“It is good. I will inject here.”

“Au…Eum…Yes.”

Dolseok cleansed his calf, making strange sounds.

Ganghyuk placed a one-millimeter poison in the syringe.

‘The poison was five-milliliters and I put it in a liter of saline.’

He diluted it for about 200 times.

He would not die with this dose.

However, he was worried if it would not make any effects.

“It may be a bit painful.”

“Yes, sir.”

The man turned his head in a different direction.

Pock!

The poison was injected.

“Eaaaaaa!”

He screamed.

Botox was notorious to give pain, but it seemed this one was stronger.

He injected it without anesthetic, so it was no wonder why his screams are filled with utter suffering.

“Ok. Let’s see.”

Ganghyuk murmured.

As it was a small amount, he should wait for an hour to see the symptoms.

He was willing to wait.

However, it did not go as planned.

“Sir…Ke…Kek.”

The man’s p.r.o.nunciation turned slurred in a matter of minutes and he could not breathe well thereafter.

Dolseok looked at Ganghyuk in confusion.

Although he had seen many patients, this was the first time he saw this sort of reaction.

“Sir!”

“Give me the s.c.r.o.t.u.m.”

“Don’t play a joke.”

“It is not a joke. Give it to me.”

“Eo…Yes.”

“Blow it and give them to me one by one.”

“Blow it?”

While Dolseok asked back, the man stopped breathing.

It was a strong poison.

“Hey, he would die. Do it quickly.”

“Yes, sir.”

It is cheap to order someone in front of a man treading along life and death.

It had been used until now and there was only one reason why it was so popular.

This was all because it was the most effective method in the world.

Hu hu!

Dolseok blew the bull’s s.c.r.o.t.u.m with all his might.

Then Ganghyuk received it and used it on him so it could blow air to his airway.

He maintained his airway by pulling his chin.

Through this, the air could come through the airway and reach his lung.

The first two were easy.

It was not very difficult to blow the bag.

However, when repeated, Dolseok’s face became red.

“Hek…until when should I blow it?”

“Until he recovers.”

“How long does it take?”

“An hour?”

“An hour!”

“Call others, too. Makbong, Yeoni, Flail.”

They came to him at the shout of Ganghyuk.

They hesitated to come in after seeing the strange sight.

“What the…”

“Blow and give it to me. He may die without it.”

“What is this?”

“It’s bull’s s.c.r.o.t.u.m.”

It was unusual for Ganghyuk to shout, and he said a man could die.

Yeoni rushed in and took a bull’s s.c.r.o.t.u.m.

She hated the rough texture of the s.c.r.o.t.u.m, but she had no other choice other than to keep blowing.

She must follow his order.

Huuk!

It was not the day before someone’s birthday.

However, there were sounds of balloons being blown here and there.

The good thing was it worked.

He did not die.

“Eu…”

He started moaning.

“Oh, he is recovering.”

At the remark of Ganghyuk everybody stopped blowing.

Yeoju who joined in the blowing at the last phase showed relaxed expression on her face.

She had never done such a thing in her life.

It was something even a butcher refused to do.

“Help me.”

He murmured with a frightened expression.

Blowfish poison did not haze him.

It paralyzed the muscles.

Therefore, he felt the fear of not being able to breathe while he was fully conscious.

It was natural for him to shudder on the thought.

“Hugh. You’re fine. I’m sorry. The medicine was too strong. I will use a weaker one on the next person.”