Chapter 472
The members of the Baekrin Council who came with us frowned when they saw that scene.
“As expected, poor people are ignorant….”
“What is the need for you, Incinerator, to be like this in a place like this?”
“I didn’t even know how grateful I was to Lord Incinerator.”
At that time, Jin Cheon-hee slapped Uigakwon on the back.
“Let’s come to our senses. All humans are the same regardless of whether they have money or not. Even animals become desperate when they are hungry, but it is impossible for humans to do that. “Today I am the one taking care of him, but I don’t know what will happen to me tomorrow.”
The council members’ faces turned red at those words.
‘It’s an illusion to be good when you’re poor. People are just people.’
Even if the media doesn’t portray it, aren’t the poor scholars, poor farmers, and poor woodcutter in traditional fairy tales always good?
Although they are poor, if the family were always happy and full of affection, there would be no divorced families in this world destroyed by business.
‘Poverty is difficult. And when it’s hard, there are a lot of temptations.’
Of course, there are people who maintain their character despite treatment that does not exist.
They are amazing.
Jin Cheon-hee treated the patient without thinking while looking at the bare face at the aid station.
‘In my past life, there were a lot of kids who tried to steal relief supplies even after receiving treatment.’
If you get desperate, what can you do?
‘Still, I treated him, but no one is trying to get money by finding fault with him.’
That may be because the disparity in power between individual humans is obvious.
But on Earth, there are different cases.
Humans are multifaceted.
Daeju Manseon asked, looking at Jin Cheonhee who was silently doing her job like a machine.
“Lord Sogak, don’t you get upset if you don’t get anything out of what you’re doing?”
“What do you mean?”
“just. “Aren’t there people who do good things and take it for granted?”
“Ah, there are people who say thank you instead. “Mom was thankful that I slapped her on the back just now.”
“On the contrary, they might get angry and ask why I’m hitting my child.”
“Well… that could be true. “This is a powerhouse.”
“Aren’t you disillusioned with humans?”
“It’s me. Ugh.”
“But why are you doing this?”
“Hmm. And it seems that Grand Master Manseon only saw fragments of what I did when I helped the poor.”
“yes. what.”
“I don’t think you would have thought of something like this since you only saw people praising him as the White God Dragon and calling him a famous doctor.”
Jin Cheon-hee scratched her cheek and said this.
“If you ask me why I’m doing this… um…”
I thought about it for a while and chose my words, and then I guessed I came to a conclusion and said this.
“I do it because of my younger brothers. “This is exactly how they lived when they were young.”
“okay.”
“But they’re not bad kids, right? And because I was given the opportunity, I helped many people and went to a higher place. “They can do things I can’t do.”
“There are probably more people who aren’t.”
“What? I guess so. However, since I saved the three, I have enough reason to continue doing so.”
Jin Cheon-hee said that and smiled shyly.
Man-seon looked at Jin Cheon-hee for a while and then opened his mouth.
“I understand why everyone is trying to take care of Incinerator first.”
“Oh~ Are you in love with me?”
“Let’s just say I fell in love with his personality.”
* * *
Mornings at these relief centers are always the same.
It starts with boiling water and ends with boiling water.
Boil, boil, boil again, boil again.
There was no one in the slums who didn’t know that that was the first thing Kangho’s Souiseon did.
Then, children from the neighborhood and even grandparents come and fetch water together.
“So Uiseon looks healthy today as well.”
“Yes. “Your complexion looks good too.”
People in the Hangzhou slums know that screams were heard from the relief station until dawn the night before.
A patient’s screams of pain have the power to strike a person quite far and deep.
However, the young man in front of me just did the job in front of him without showing any signs of difficulty.
Here, Jin Cheon-hee was neither Byeok-an Gwang-ui nor White-robed Gwang-ryong, but Soui-seon.
And people who helped Souiseon always stayed by her side.
“The medicine prescribed at that time was good. “I lived because medicinal herbs were easily available.”
“Don’t overexert yourself, but if you feel even the slightest pain, resting is the way to earn money for medicine. “If you have a serious illness, you can’t make money.”
“It would be nice if we could do that. But if I rest, what about my family?”
“It’s good to eat something rich in nutrients, but…”
“That’s difficult, too.”
“Sleeping in a warm place to prevent even the chill from seeping into your body…”
“If I could do that, I wouldn’t live here.”
In the end, So Uiseon nodded.
“…Yes.”
Some say that poor people are poor because they are lazy, but from what I have seen, they wake up earlier than anyone else.
He wakes up earlier than the Hangzhou nobles, cleans up poop, draws water, and picks flowers.
That’s how you earn a day.
“That Souiseon went here?”
At the same time, Cheonwoo found his brother.
It wasn’t that difficult to find my brother’s traces.
All I had to do was stand still and watch people move.
Strangely enough, my brother was like a typhoon and people used to move like that too.
In particular, the story of God appearing in the Hangzhou slums and providing relief to the poor spread faster than words.
On the way down from Wudang to Hangzhou, I met Sima Xuan.
Although Ye Ha-ryun and Sima Xuan are not on good terms with each other, Tian-yu manages to see them both.
In particular, since the war with Sima Hyeon, we may have passed through life and death together, but we still stopped by in passing.
-Ah, damn it… It’s my hometown, but I can’t go. I can’t go!
The Golden King gave Sima Xuan a test.
I don’t know what the task is, but if I pass the test, Sima Hyeon will be able to get one step closer to my goal.
Because the Golden King is someone who doesn’t do anything without a reason.
Tian Yu became a messenger in the place of Sima Xuan and received various items.
The child passed by Tianyu and ran towards Qin Tianhui.
Then he put his hands together and put them together. Jin Cheon-hee quickly told the child to loosen his joints and asked if anyone was in pain.
Souiseon is becoming the religion of the slums.
It wasn’t easy to get through all these people and get to my brother.
Instead, I saw a lady who saw Cheon-woo’s expression and stopped him.
Does it look that ugly?
Cheonwoo used his eye patch out of habit and eventually spoke.
“brother.”
At that moment, Jin Cheonhee raised her face.
The face has more complexion than when it was pure white.
“Oh, Cheonwoo. Great. “Come here and get some water.”
Instead of saying it’s nice to meet you, ask them to do something first. This brother.
Still, Cheonwoo was glad to see such an older brother.
* * *
“How did you end up here?”
Carrying a lot of water, Cheonwoo walked next to his brother.
As we moved the water jars together, the people in the slums finally relaxed their guard a little.
It’s just a little bit, but it’s not a lot.
The child who made eye contact with Cheonwoo burst into tears.
Cheonwoo sighed inwardly.