TFSG 50

Chapter 50

The ones who suggested joining the Special Forces probably weren’t even serious after seeing Tak Minjae’s condition.

But after getting rejected, they must’ve held a grudge. There’s a good chance they leaked information to Sinion and Kanin.

While targeting Jeok Yoonha, they decided to take down Tak Minjae too.

‘If Tak Minjae dies, Jeok Yoonha’s mental state will be devastated.’

Even during this time period, Jeok Yoonha was a major figure in the market.

In the third round of my life, Jeok Yoonha and Uncle Unduk blamed the Black Clan, not knowing that Tak Minjae died early because of those people’s scheme…

And now I finally understood the truth behind the event that made them enemies forever.

But this time, Tak Minjae is alive and well—and he’ll stay healthy from now on.

‘So that pot-bellied Kanin was my enemy all along, huh.’

The incident where I became estranged from that sister and Uncle Unduk stayed with me my entire life.

‘It was all because of that bastard.’

I clapped my hands.

“Okay, I get it now.”

Then I smiled brightly.

“So in the end, all I have to do is make sure that bastard duo’s scheme fails, right?”

* * *

One week later.

A strange rumor began circulating in Heukrim.

No, at this point it had spread so widely that even the market vendors were saying, “You didn’t know that already?”

‘A miraculous genius doctor has appeared in Heukrim!’

And that wasn’t all.

‘If you meet this doctor, you’ll witness bizarre sights!’
‘Don’t be startled—just don’t get too close!’
‘Next to the doctor is a fearsome and beautiful…’

“Still, calling someone a goblin is too much.”

On the Eastern Continent, goblins were mythical creatures.

“So what? People say you’re protected by an ogre.”

“Ogre? That legendary monster?”

“Yup, that one.”

Gye-won oppa nodded as he handed me something. A small carrot.

“I’m not eating that. It’s bitter, I hate it.”

“Make sure you eat a balanced diet. If possible, eat fresh vegetables and fruit.”

“…”

“That’s what a certain doctor once said.”

Grinding my teeth, I ate the carrot. How frustrating…!

So much had changed in just a week.

First, I officially rented out the apothecary I had initially used and set up a proper clinic.

Jeok Yoonha complained that it was too small but still set up tents for the patients lined up outside.

He even dispatched people to manage the line and prevent cutting.

As a result—

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say every patient in Heukrim had come to me.

‘Well, I expected as much.’

“Alright, everyone here, write your name on the list. From here, the wait is 3 hours!”

“Four hours from this point!”

It felt like I had turned the restaurant reservation app I used in Korea into a human being.

“Oh, thank you so much, Doctor…! My back doesn’t hurt anymore! Thank you!”

“Please make your payment over there.”

As always, crowds meant incidents.

Especially with rumors about a little doctor partnering with Jeok Yoonha rising to fame…

The shady drug merchants and their cronies were bound to show up.

And sure enough—

“Hey, who gave you permission to do business here, huh?”

Some thug no one had ever heard of barged in.

“This guy here? He’s a big shot in the martial world! Move it! I said move!”

A group, including some decently skilled martial artists, stormed into my clinic.

People panicked and rushed out at first—

“Gaaah!”

Bang! Bang!

Like fireworks, people crashed to the ground.

‘Always a perfect hit.’

I rubbed my ear with my finger.

“Ugh, next time don’t let them even step inside. It’s contaminating.”

“Sure.”

This clinic I started in this life, a humble establishment, had a name.

The Heuk-Piyu Clinic.

…It’s not fair. I told them to name it “Piyu,” but the sign ended up saying “Pee-yu!”

The clinic was bustling with success.

Of course, I wasn’t making any real money, since it was mostly for publicity, but I didn’t mind.

‘I need to improve my skills anyway. It’s not a bad deal.’

Mentally, I’m mature enough, but this baby body just can’t keep up.

At least I no longer soak herbs like a beginner.

And in that time, so many thugs showed up—

‘Are you the unlicensed doctor of this area—ugh!’

I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve heard, “Who gave you permission to do business here?”

Do they teach these lines at thug academy or something? Their preparation is immaculate. The lines are always the same.

Once my dad started tossing out every thug who showed up, they couldn’t even get close.

So they changed tactics.

One of them tried to blend in among the patients and take a hostage.

‘So we’ve finally got one worth killing, huh?’

It took everything I had to stop them from drawing blood.

Apparently, Dad won’t kill for trespassing—but hostage-takers are fair game.

I can’t say I disagree. But still, killing someone in front of patients?

After that, our response became swift and decisive.

BOOM!

“Aaaargh! My hand! My haaaand!”

A man screamed in agony and collapsed unconscious.

He had just tried to take a patient hostage inside the clinic.

“Ah! Doctor, I did it! I finally took someone down without spilling blood!”

A bright voice rang out beside me.

Brown hair fluttered, and a boy with pretty teal eyes grinned.

“Sorry, I almost made your ears rot! Next time I’ll beat them up where you can’t see!”

…It was Tak Minjae, who had successfully latched onto me.

‘Let’s just pretend I didn’t hear that line.’

Gye-won oppa dragged the unconscious man out and handed him over to Jeok Yoonha’s men.

I grew a bit more serious.

“Something wrong?” Dad asked.

I turned my head.

“No, I just think… this environment is bad for the kids.”

Kids who should be growing up bright and healthy are busy beating up thugs!

“You mean your mental health? I thought we gave up on that ages ago.”

“What are you talking about? I’m mentally an adult already.”

“…Adults these days really do enunciate well.”

“Stop teasing me!”

I pouted and stared at the pretty boy who was smiling sweetly.

Then I pulled Dad close and whispered urgently.

“Him and Gye-won oppa—this is bad for their development!”

“Understood.”

…What did you understand?

“That their early education is lacking.”

Dad stood up, saying he’d fix it, and I hurriedly grabbed him.

“Fix what, exactly?!”

“Just throw them into the back alleys. Tell them to survive for three days.”

“What are you saying?! That’s child abuse!”

Dad’s logic was as follows: Both boys are born with powers and destined to become warriors.

So what they’re receiving now is excellent early education.

But if that’s not enough, he’ll give them extra training.

Sure. Great. We’re completely incapable of understanding each other.

I’m the only one here with a functioning brain…

Even Uncle Unduk, whom I trusted, teared up with pride when his son beat up a thug.

When I told him to stop his son—

‘Father… I’m truly happy. I love it here.’

And when Tak Minjae, with teary eyes, called him “Father,” he melted and came to me, begging me to respect his son’s path, sobbing again.

I later realized—Tak Minjae was also a bit… off.

The kid is far from normal…

‘Even in my past life, all my enemies were lunatics. Why is everyone I get close to like this too?’

Uncle Unduk seemed normal… but now I’m not so sure.

Anyway, back to the point—this wasn’t the only sabotage ordered by Kanin, the pot-bellied drug merchant.

‘This is the Administration Office. Do you have proper clinic authorization for this location?’

A government official suddenly showed up. Another day, a group came to ask if I’d paid taxes.

‘But I’ve been through all of this before, you fools.’

Where else am I supposed to use my third-life experience?

Especially since my third-life clinic failed for various reasons.

‘I wonder what the next sabotage attempt will be.’

Whatever it is, I’m ready.