Dolsok and the shop owner opened their eyes wide with surprise.

They didn't expect that a fine gentleman like Kanghyok could blurt out such word.

The owner asked again, blinking his eyes,

“What did you say? t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es?”

“If you don't have a bull's t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es, I can do with a pig's t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es.”

“Ugh?”

Dolsok was as embarra.s.sed as the owner.

“Master, what the heck are you talking about? t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es?”

“Wait a minute. I can't think of any other stuff than this.”

That was true.

He could not think of any other replacement than t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es for artificial respiration.

Though he had dozens of silk pouches, they were just useless even as water containers.

A t.e.s.t.i.c.l.e was kind of a pouch, though it had two b.a.l.l.s instead of water or air.

“What are you going to do with a t.e.s.t.i.c.l.e?”

“Well, I'm going to put it on the patient's mouth and blow it… You'll see what I'm doing with that soon.”

He couldn't explain well enough.

“Are you going to suck the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.e?”

“Are you crazy? How can we have the patient suck it? I'm going to blow it.”

“t.e.s.t.i.c.l.e?”

“Just see what I'm doing later.”

Kanghyok silenced Dolsok by hitting him in the back of the head.

Though it was not a good method, its effect was guaranteed.

At least a t.e.s.t.i.c.l.e attached to the patient's mouth could prevent the patient from screaming.

“Do you have it?”

“Yes, I have some. Are you really looking for t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es?”

“I mean the pouches of t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es. Pouches.”

“Got it. I have some…” the owner slurred and then began to search for them.

Pouches of t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es? It was the first time the owner met a customer looking for them.

“Here you are.”

The owner found one without difficulty.

“Oh!”

Kanghyok received it in admiration.

The pouch was bigger and prettier than expected.

He could use it as a replacement for the artificial respiration bag.

Right at the spot Kanghyok began to test with the pouch.

He poured water in it or blew it like a balloon.

The more he tested, the more Dolsok and the owner's faces were distorted.

But he didn't care.

“How many do you have in stock?”

“Don't you need just one?”

“I am satisfied with the test results. Give me as many as possible.”

Kanghyuk put down several silk pouches on the stall, which were precious enough to buy more than 100 t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es.

The show owner's eyes popped out at that.

It didn't matter to him who Kanghyok was and how he would use them.

“Oh, let me try to find more.

Fortunately Kanghyok could get more than ten t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es.

Among them were a pig's t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es, which were smaller than a bull's.

Holding them with both hands, Dolsok asked in a curious and annoying voice,

“Master, why are you…?”

“You'll see soon.”

“Whew! Got it, master.”

“You're so annoying, man.”

Kanghyok took out a scroll from his sleeves.

Nothing particular was written there.

But Dolsok suddenly got nervous.

“Master, I'm sorry. Please don't kill me!”

“Why is everybody begging me to save their lives? Have you seen me killing anybody?”

Not a single time.

Even when the j.a.panese raiders stormed a village recently, he didn't kill anyone.

It's Yoni who killed them on his behalf.

“Well, I've seen you beating somebody soundly.”

“Dang it! When did I beat them?”

“Isn't that scroll of yours the evidence?”

Frowning his face, Dolsok pointed at Kanghyok's scroll.

In fact, there was something like stick symbols and names on the scroll.

For example, one stick symbol before a name indicated that person was beaten one time.

Dolsok's name was marked with one.

“Do you want me to check one more stick symbol before your name?”

“No way, master, please!”

“Don't complain then. Just carry them and follow me.”

“Yes, master.”

Now, Dolsok stopped grumbling and followed him, carrying the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es very carefully as if they were a treasure.

“Be careful!”

Dolsok even expressed anger at pa.s.sers-by who ran into him by mistake.

Kanghyok walked along with a satisfied look.

When he came back home, the members of the acrobatic team led by Yorip Chung were seen dropping to their knees.

“Oh, you treated them?”

“Yes, master. Yoju also helped me.”

“I did my bit, master. I silenced those who were resistant,” said Makbong.

Makbong was not good at learning medical skills, but excellent in brandis.h.i.+ng a sword or pleasing women at night.

“Good job. It looks like everything is going smoothly thanks to your help, guys.”

“Thanks.”

“By the way, what is the guy inside doing now?”

“He's sleeping now.”

“Sleeping?”

“Yes, master.”

Obviously that guy had nerves of steel as he could sleep with the poison of fugu on his side.

Shaking his head, he went into the room.

As Makbong said, he was snoring in his sleep.

“Wake him up!”

“Yes, master.”

Putting down the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es in one corner, Dolsok slapped him on the face and said,

“Hey, get up.”

“d.a.m.n it, son of a b.i.t.c.h! Oops, sorry.”

The moment he noticed Dolsok and Kanghyok, he instantly lowered his head.

“Good. Let me give you a shot, if you don't mind.”

“Shot?”

“Yea, tell me which part of your body you hate most?”

“Hmmm….”

Thinking it over for a moment, he pointed at his lower body.

“Right here, sir!”

“Whew…” Kanghyok let out a sigh.

And then he continued,

“The purpose of this shot is to make something small. Do you want me to make your pennis small?”

“Really? No way, sir.”

“Any other area on your body?”

“Uhhh….make it smaller? I have no idea, sir.”

“Let me give a shot to a useless part of your body, then.”

“Not my pennis, never!”

“Don't worry. Roll up his pants, Dolsok.”

“Yes, master.”

He quickly rolled up his pants without any objection.

“Good. Let me give a shot here.”

“Yes, master.”

While Dolsok was wiping his calf with alcohol cotton, Kanghyok injected 1mm of toxic fluid into a syringe.

'The poison amount of fugu was 5ml, which was put into 1 liter…'

Roughly speaking, it was diluted by 200 times.

“You will feel a p.r.i.c.k in it.”

“Yes, sir.”

While the guy turned his head, Kanghyok gave him a shot quickly.

At that moment the guy screamed with sharp pain.

As he was given a shot without any local anesthetic, he naturally screamed.

Kanghyok expected he might have to wait for about one hour to see its effect.

But in no time the guy couldn't p.r.o.nounce properly, and then couldn't breathe well.

Embarra.s.sed a lot, Dolsok looked at Kanghyok.

He's seen a lot of patients, but this was the first time that he observed such a patient.

“Master!”

“Give me that t.e.s.t.i.c.l.e.”

“Don't play with it, master.”

“Give it to me quickly after blowing on it first.”

“Blow this?” When he asked back, the guy had then stopped breathing.

The toxicity of fugu was stronger than expected.

Dolsok reluctantly blew into the bull's t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es quickly.

Then Kanghyok took it and blew it into his airway.

“Huck, huck… how long should I blow this?”

“Until this patient wakes up.”

“How long, sir?”

“About an hour.”

“An hour? I can't believe this..”

“Let me bring some more helping hands. Hey, Makbong, Yoni and Dorikke!”

At his shouting they quickly came to Kanghyok.

“What the heck is going on here?”

“Hey, you guys, blow this and give it to me one by one.”

“What is that?”

“It's a bull's t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es. Just blow it quickly now!”

Kanghyok rarely shouted at them, but this time he shouted at the top of his voice.

Yoni was the first to blow it, though she didn't like that rough texture of the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es.

Fortunately that guy was still alive, with feeble breathing now.

After some time he began to stammer.

“Oh, he is coming to his senses now.”

Everybody stopped blowing the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es at Kanghyok's remarks.

“Please save my life!” said the patient with a terrified look.

The poison of fugu didn't make his consciousness blurred completely.

It only paralyzed his muscles.

Accordingly he stayed alive all along, but had to go through the terror of not breathing well for dozens of minutes.

Naturally he trembled with fear.

“Whew, he's been saved his life. Sorry, I think the medicine was too strong. Let me test the next guy with an injection with less dosage.”