Chapter - 470 Episode 470. That's none of my business. (5)

One day passed and two days passed. But the situation hasn't improved much.


Baek Cheon looked at Dang-Soso with a worried face.

"Get some rest."

"It's still okay, Sasook."

"If a person who fixes a person falls down first, the rest of them will die immobilized."


"You have to be fine to survive."

"…then a little more."

Looking at the desperately hanging quality, Baek Cheon couldn't hide his sorrow and sorrow.

The sickest patients and children were lying half unconscious in the village's largest house. And Dang-Soso looked at them non-stop for a moment.

I fed the master medicine and kept drooling. But their condition did not improve easily.


Then the door opened and Chung-Myung went inside accompanied by Hye Yeon.

"There wasn't anything that seemed strange around me.”

"Are you sure?"

"I only have eyes. Oh, with ice.”


I looked at Hye Yeon just in case, but Hye Yeon only sighed with a heavy face.

"I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find anything to cause."

Dang-Soso sighed deeply.


Chung-Myung, who approached, held out the bowl she had brought to her.

"What is this?"

"A supplement I just mastered."

"……I've fed everyone here.

"No, you eat it, you."


"You look like the sickest man here right now. You eat it."

"It's okay……."


"Eat it!"

"Listen to me!"

Dang-Soso flinched and reluctantly accepted the medicine bowl as the death penalty lit up and shouted at once.

"Well, you can eat it.”

And I gulped down the medicine at once.

"…Wear it."

With her tongue sticking out, she looked at the death penalty with a slightly complicated expression. For the past two days, they haven't slept together if Dang-Soso stayed up all night, and they've helped together if Dan-Soso is busy moving.

I'm so sorry to hear that...I was encouraged.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Sitting in front of Dang-Soso, Baek Cheon spoke quietly.

"Yeah, do you have any idea?"

Dang-Soso shook his head weakly.

"I don't know."

"…do you have any idea?”

"……Yes, I've never seen a disease like this in the midfield.”


Yoon-Jong's face also became serious.

"If you don't know anything about it, it's hard to cure it."

"…I'm in a bad condition, but I'm not feeling well. People who don't have symptoms are all very hungry."


"I don't know if it's caused by bad health. I don't know if I'm feeling well because I'm sick."

"For now, we are handing out porridge with the grain we have brought, so those who are conscious will be able to get better."

"That would be great…….”

Dang-Soso, whose speech was blurred, wrapped his face tightly with both hands.

'Why am I so incompetent.’

I felt helpless and I was about to cry.

If I knew this would happen, I would have studied medicine harder. Things would have been very different if he was here, not his father, so Dang Gunnak.

No, it was clear that it would not have been this helpless if there was at least one lawmaker who had learned medicine properly without having to go all the way to Dang Gunnak.

"Don't blame yourself."

Then a cold voice is heard in her ears.

When I looked up, Chung-Myung stared at her with a serious face.

"If you do everything you can and it doesn't work, it's not your responsibility."“…….”

"Reversely speaking, self-blame is something you can take out only after you try everything you can. Did you really do everything you could?”

"……No, the death penalty. Not yet... Not yet."

"Yeah, then think about it when to blame yourself. Don't miss a little thing. Self-criticism relaxes the mind, but regrets weigh on people for a long time. Don't make me regret it."


Dang-Soso bit his lips and nodded.

However, the fact that there is no other option has not changed.

The Hwasan disciples, who saw her, racked their brains together and gave their opinions.

"…is it endemic?"

"The chief said he had never seen a disease like this before.”

"Then did the marches really spread the disease on purpose?"

"Uh…… I don't think so."


Everyone looked back at Chung-Myung.

"They're not that smart or good at catching. They're just crazy."


I don't know why, but somehow it was a reliable word. A madman recognizes a madman.

"Then what the hell……".”

Yoo-Esul, who was just listening, opened his mouth.

"No, plague."


Baek Cheon looked back at Yoo-Esul and asked back.

"What do you mean, Samae?"

"The plague is more contagious to the weak."

"That's right."

"Chief, you were fine.”

Baek Cheon's eyes were dimmed by the unexpected remark.

'Come to think of it...….’

The chief was a frail-looking old man, no wonder he collapsed tomorrow. But he didn't show any signs of illness.

If this is a plague, why avoid such a weak old man?

"Come to think of it, there were some healthy old men.”

Everyone nodded and agreed.

Baek Cheon looked back at Yoo-Esul in surprise.

You didn't seem interested in anyone else at all.’

In the meantime, he must have been looking around closely.

"Do you happen to have something in common between those old people?"

"I don't know, that."

Then Chung-Myung suddenly opened his mouth.

"Huh? I think I know."


Baek Cheon's head turned to break. This is more surprising than the fact that Yoo-Esul was looking around. I can't believe Chung-Myung was watching that.

"What is it?"

"You're talking about old people who aren't sick, right?”




Chung-Myung smiled and drew a circle with his thumb and index finger.

"There was a lot of money. In this town, it's all right."


Emotions ebbed out of Baek Cheon's face.

'That's right.’

'It's my fault that I'm expecting it.’

You should hope for something.’

Everyone gave up their expectations for Chung-Myung with a consistent mind.

"No, what's wrong with your faces?"


"Amitabul, what can I blame? It's a corporate thing that only pigs can see."

"So we're all bald in your eyes, aren't we? Huh?

"Oh, Amitabha! This is a push!"

"That's none of my business!"

Everyone took Chung-Myung's words lightly.

But only one, Dang-Soso, didn't slip the line.

"…You were rich?”

"Yeah, you seem to be doing pretty well. It's only a countryside...….”

"…Wait a minute."

Dang-Soso muttered something to himself.

"Being rich means you have a lot to eat. Then the nutrition...... No, if it's hunger, you're supposed to get better with medicine and porridge...….”

Then, he suddenly raised his head as if something had come to mind.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute!"


One of the villagers, who was still in good condition, looked back at Dang-Soso."This town, when we got here, they were all locked up."

"Yes, it is."

"Is that what it's been like since the monster went viral?”

"No, that's not it. It was like that before."


"……People have been missing and rumors have been circulating that there are black-clad demons outside, so people have been refraining from going outside for months."

"A few months ago? And before that?"

"Before that, as usual...….”

"What do you do for food?"

"It's winter now, so it's somehow coming out of roughly dried meat and grain that we've kept in stock."

Dang-Soso's eyes shook greatly.

"This, this…….?”

She opened her mouth slowly with a blank face. It also seemed absurd.

Baek Cheon asked a little hastily.

"Do you have anything.

"…I remembered, no……why is this for both people?"


Dang-Soso sprang up and looked at the details of the patients again.

"…Yes, this is right, isn't it? What's wrong with this?"

After reviewing each patient's body, she looked back at the death penalty with a puzzled look on her face.

"Sa, Sa-suk."


"Yee, this isn't the disease they're going to get, but the symptoms are the same.”

"What are you talking about? Say it right."

"This is... this is pulmonary disease."


Baek Cheon tilted his head.

Pulmonary disease, that kind of disease...….


But Jo-Gol leapt from his seat as if he had heard of it.

"Oh, no! Huh? What's wrong with that?!"


"……what's wrong with this?"

Baek Cheon, frustrated by just exchanging questions about why the two of them are, urged.

"What? Let's be surprised together!"

"Landscape disease, Lungkwan disease!"

"So what is it?"

"A disease that can be hung out by a person who's been closing it for a long time!"

"…is there such a thing?”

Jo-Gol thumped his chest as if he was frustrated.

"The prestigious tax, which is closed for several years after building up the walls, is a disease where the reviewers hang out once in a while at once in a while! You become as lethargic as a ghost, you bleed your nose, your gums fall apart, your teeth fall out!"

"…...the symptoms are exactly the same."

"But this is known as a kind of coin mouth, why are these people...…?”

Baek Cheon looked at Yoon-Jong with a confused face. Yoon-Jong also had a similar face. The two exchanged glances and nodded at the same time.

I don't know what you're saying.’

I'm just going to stay still.’

Whether you know how they feel or not, Dang-Soso and Jo-Gol began to have a heated conversation.

"But pulmonary disease is a disease that only happens to young people, right? like a posterior."

"No, no, no. Come to think of it, the older person who closes the hall may not get sick because he's just a master.”

"Oh, you'really! 'Cause these people don't learn martial arts!'

At that time, Chung-Myung tilted his head as if he had thought of something.

"Is that a disease?”

"Yes! It's also called Sega-byung by another name."


"If you have a lot of bricks and jerky and you can close it for years, is there only a prestigious tax?" So it's a disease that only the latecomers of prestigious tax families get...….”

"Oh……. It's a disease. It was a disease.”

Chung-Myung stared out the window with a subtle look.

I said I don't have grit.’

I'm sorry, priests.

I didn't know....

Why didn't you say something?’

No matter how much I said, Chung-Myung wouldn't have been able to hear it then.

"That's not the point, anyway. So, is there a cure?”

"Yes! It's very simple."

"What is it?"



Dang-Soso's face was now full of joy beyond the brightness."This disease is dangerous enough to kill a person, but the treatment is too easy! You can feed them fresh vegetables, raw food, or fruit!"

"Oh…. Is it that simple?"

"Yes! The treatment is very simple. I got better just by eating.”

"…but how do you know vegetables are medicine?"

"The only person who came out and ate meat to take care of himself is dead."


I didn't even know that.….

There was a bit of guilt on Chung-Myung's face.

"I don't know if the bottle is exactly the same, but it's worth a try!"

Dang-Soso shouted in an excited voice. It was worth it because it was the moment when deep worries were finally solved.

But Chung-Myung's face was so sour to hear that.

"Oh, really?"


"But where do you get those vegetables?"

The movement of Dang-Soso, who nodded passionately, stopped.


Chung-Myung pointed out with his chin.

"This winter?"


"In this field of snow?"


"If I went all the way to the middle ground, everyone here would be dead.”


Dang-Soso's eyes shook violently.

"Oh, no...….”

It would be better to catch a criminal. Where in the North Sea do you get enough vegetables or fruits to feed many of these people in this winter?

The hope that I had found at the most was quickly thrown underground.

No, it's better not to know the disease. Where else is there a more desperate situation than I know how to treat it, but I can't use it'

"No, you can't do this...….”

Dazed Dang-Soso murmurs with a disastrous look, Yoo-Esul, who had been silent, blurted out.



"Therapy, again."

Dang-Soso stared blankly at her and muttered helplessly.

"Vegetables and fruits."

"Not that. What else?"


"There was one more. You said it."

Dang-Soso is startled as he tilts his head.

"Raw food!


Dang-Soso opened his eyes wide.

Pulmonary disease is a disease that can only be seen in prestigious tax families, so most lawmakers are not familiar with it. However, she, a former member of a prestigious party, was a must-know disease.

Most treatments are made with vegetables or fruits, so raw food is only memorized as written in the Dangga's medical books.

"I, if it's raw food...….”

"You know, there."

Yoo-Esul's hand pointed over the window.


There was a vast lake in the North Sea.

"Fish is raw, if not baked."


Everyone's head turned to one place at a time.

Receiving those passionate, hot eyes, Chung-Myung smiled pleasedly.


"Hurry up and get him.

"A lot! As much as you can!"

"You have to be fresh, so somehow get him alive! Somehow!"

Chung-Myung looked up at the ceiling with a bright face.

Death penalty. Long sentence execution.

Now these things make me so natural. What do you think?

Is it okay for Hwasan to go backwards like this?

Don't waste time. Go get him, man!

……I'll wait and see if I go to Seongye.

I'm sure I'll pull out all that beard.

For sure!