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Jong-seok and Heo Yul were leaving Tamra Oriental Medicine Hospital.

"Mr. Lee Jong-seok!"

Turning his head to the sound of calling himself, Jong-seok could see some reporters approaching.

"I've been waiting for a few questions about what happened at the conference earlier.

Jong-seok saw a bluff in the reporters' words. When Heo Yul moved to a small nod, Jong-seok told reporters.

"First of all, what I can say is that the internal medical treatment at Tamra Oriental Medicine Hospital is real. And as you can see, it works."

"Then the fake......that's the medical staff."

"Yes, 20 people a day can be treated with internal medicine."

Reporters asked several other questions and one person asked.

"Then I'd like to ask you one more question."

When Jong-seok looked at him, the reporter opened his mouth.

"Is Tamra Oriental Medicine's advanced skin-enhancing treatment, and is it possible for Dr. Lee Jong-seok and a licensed doctor?"

Jong-seok nodded at the reporter's question.

"The treatment at Tamra Oriental Medicine Hospital is an item that is already being treated under the name of plastic acupuncture. However, what's different from the existing one is to stimulate and pierce the blood more using the internal cavity to get rid of more waste and boost vitality. So with an internal surgeon, I can do my internal medical treatment at Tamra Oriental Medicine Hospital elsewhere."

"Then does the person who injects the inner ear only need to inject the inner ear? Can I have no medical knowledge?"

Jong-seok shook his head at the reporter's question.

"Half of the masters who have mastered the inner workings should be regarded as oriental medicine doctors."

"Is that so?"

"You need to be well aware of the whole body's blood in order to drive through the interior. I think if you're a master who can inject inner space into others, you know exactly what you're doing."

At Jong-seok's words, the reporter nodded and said,

"Internal engineering is a power, a superpower that has yet to be proven. But what do you think about treating and treating people with such unproven power? Some people are concerned."

At the reporter's question, Jong-seok saw him.

"What do you think, journalist?”

The reporter smiled and said to Jong-seok's question.

"We are the ones who hear and deliver. Our thoughts don't go out on the news."

Jong-seok nodded at the reporter's answer and said,

"The study of internal engineering has yet to be officially proven. And I understand that you're worried because it's not proven. But one thing...... I've saved and cured a lot of people with my inner workings. And once the internal organs are proven and people learn more, they will be able to treat and save more people in the future."

The reporter nodded at Jong-seok's remark.

"Just hearing about it, it's my work......you look good.”

"What happened here today was not a matter of internal skill, but of a person's desire to benefit from it. So please be a little considerate and write an article about it."

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who smiled at the reporter's favorable reply, reached out his hand.

"I'll have to bribe you to write a good article about my work."

"Bribery?"

When the reporter frowned at the word "bribery," Jong-seok smiled and said.

"What kind of bribes can an oriental doctor offer? I'm just trying to check your health."

Only then did the reporter reach out with a smile at Jong-seok's words.

"Then, let's get a pulse from the famous teacher, Lee Jong-seok.”

At the reporter's words, Jong-seok grabbed them by the wrist and checked their physical condition.

"You're a typical office worker."

"The state of a full-time worker?"

"Your liver is not good because you drink too much, your body is full of stress, and your stomach is not good because you didn't keep your mealtime......that's why I'm a typical office worker."

"Oh... ...that's true.”

Jong-seok said as he saw the reporter nodding his head.

"First of all, let me relieve your tiredness."

Jong-seok made the reporter turn around and rubbed his hands on the back of his neck.

"Wow! Uhh!"

The reporter's mouth was filled with groans that seemed to burst into the hands of Jong-seok.

When the reporters surprised him, he groaned.

"I love it."

"Okay?"

"It's so cool. It's so cool."

Seeing a reporter muttering the same word a few more times, Jong-seok took his hand off.

"Remember where I just pressed and press it occasionally. It'll be good for stress."

"It's so cool."

Watching the reporter twisting his neck and cooling, other reporters rushed to reach out his wrist.

Jong-seok gave them a proper amount of pressure and asked them to write a good article.

People should not have a bad perception of internal engineering because the article went wrong due to what would happen at the Tamra Oriental Medicine Hospital Society.

***

Jong-seok was renting a tour bus outside Gyeonggi-do with Moon Bang-woo's elders for the first time in a long time.

Kang Chul-jae asked us to go to exercise because of the nice weather.

Inside the tour bus heading to Gyeonggi-do, Jong-seok was searching for news on his cell phone.

Jong-seok, who came to Seoul after finishing the conference, has been watching the news about the Tamra Oriental Medicine Hospital Society.

I was worried that what happened at Tamra Oriental Medicine Hospital would create distrust in internal engineering and the news of fraud would come out.

Fortunately, however, what happened at Tamra Oriental Medicine Hospital was not much news.

It was said that only 20 people could receive treatment a day, while Tamra Oriental Medicine Hospital was performing a cosmetic procedure using internal medicine.

Fortunately, it didn't say fraud, but the comments bothered me.

In the comments, the names of places where people do training for internal engineering were being mentioned, as well as those who do not believe in internal engineering.

And Jong-seok was worried about groups that said he would train his inner workings.

In addition, there was a story about not only the training of internal organs but also the treatment of organs.

"You don't really teach because you have a lot of work to do you?...is it fraud?"

According to Jong-seok's experience, training in internal engineering is not easy in this era.

And yet, if you're starting to have an internal training center or a place where you can treat your organs......there was a high probability that a few, or almost, were frauds.

The inner workings are not something that anyone can learn.

The base could have been shaken if swindlers were to cheat at a time when information about endangering treatments is being made known through Huh Ga-won and Seoul Hospital.

Besides, I was worried that people didn't know much about my work.

All people know is what's in martial arts novels.

Jong-seok muttered a voice and the principal sitting next to him looked at him.

"Are you worried about something?"

Jong-seok said, putting his cell phone in his pocket.

"It seems that the inner workings are known little by little."

"I've seen a few news reports that Mr. Lee treated people with his guts. But isn't it good to be known? I understand that what Mr. Lee wants is to help people by learning and learning because he is known for his skills.”

Jong-seok nodded at the principal.

"That's true. I think people with no inner workings are trying to do business with only their own signboards."

The principal nodded at Jong-seok's remark.

"There are guests at parties, but there are uninvited guests."

"I'm worried that people's perception of my work will worsen when my studies have not been established yet."

"Hmm...... certainly so."

Then the principal opened his mouth.

"It reminds me of the ramen situation before."

"Ramen situation?"

"There have been reports that ramen, which is normal, is fried with industrial cow oil. It was only later that it was known that everything was fine, but the company was almost on the verge of collapse."

The principal, who was talking, saw Jong-seok.

"Do you understand what I mean?"

"You're saying people's perception is a problem.”

The principal nodded at Jong-seok's remark.

"Yes, it's very difficult to fix the wrong perception."

When Jong-seok sighed at the principal's words, Cha In-beom, who was sitting in front of him, held out his head.

"In terms of internal engineering, it's a product."

At Cha In-beom's words, the principal saw him.

"I thought you were sleeping. Didn't you sleep?”

"You just woke up."

Then Cha In-beom looked at Jong-seok.

"If you think the product is a product, what you need to do is make people believe it."

"You believe me?"

"People buy products that they can trust, and they don't buy products that they can' But the problem now is that there's no standard for this product, and the people who sell it are all different."

"Then what should I do?”

Cha In-beom smiled and said to Jong-seok's question.

"The method is very easy."

"Is it easy?"

When Jong-seok seemed to be wondering, Cha In-beom nodded and said,

"It's all about unifying cheap wrappers."

"Do you unify the wrappers?"

Cha In-beom nodded at Jong-seok's question.

"There are a number of wrappers on the product called Naegong. It says that they sell products called "DaGongGong" but some of the wrappers are packed properly and some of them are fake goods. And Mr. Lee is worried about the fake items. I'm afraid the consumer who bought the wrong product might get fooled again, so he might buy a product called "Taegong."”

Speaking, Cha In-beom rose from his seat and sat on the armrest of the chair opposite the aisle.

Kang Chul-jae, who was dozing off in the chair, looked at Cha In-beom with surprise on his butt.

"What are you doing?”

"Mr. Lee seems to have a problem, so he's trying to solve it.”

"Thinking?"

When Kang Chul-jae, who was sleeping and did not know what Jong-seok and the principal were talking about, wondered, Cha In-beom glanced at where he was sitting.

"What have you eaten so much?”

The back of the steel chair was stacked with snacks he had eaten.

"Do you eat because you want to, or when you're on a trip like this, you just eat the jug for fun."

Cha In-beom, who shook his head at Kang Chul-jae's horse, took out some plastic bags of food and held them out to Jong-seok.

"Please hold on for a moment."

At Cha In-beom's words, Jong-seok grabbed the vinyls with both hands. Cha In-beom put a kimbap vinyl between his fingers and said,

"Geoam is not here now because it's full of content, but if you think it's stuffed......what do you think is in here?"

"That's gimbap."

"That's right. Anyone can tell that the package is gimbap."

Then Cha In-beom showed a piece of chocolate paper.

"Chocolate."

Knowing why Cha In-beom picked it up, Jong-seok, who answered, suddenly said to Kang Chul-jae.

"Those with diabetes shouldn't eat chocolate...….”

A small cough of steel to the attention of the stalactites said.

"So I ate something high in cacao."

When Kang Chul-jae said, Jong-seok looked at the chocolate bag and nodded.

"85% is fine. But this should taste similar to just hard espresso, right? Why did you eat?”

"It's worth it just by the way."

Kang Chul-jae laughed at his words. He wanted to eat it like this because he liked chocolate so much.

Then suddenly, Jong-seok came to mind. Cha In-beom is looking at himself.

When Kang Chul-jae, who has diabetes, saw him eat chocolate, he went somewhere else for a while.

"I'm sorry."

"No."

Then Cha In-beom threw a chocolate bag at Kang Chul-jae.

"What is it?"

"Take care of yourself. Is it chocolate, not a child?"

That's what he said, but he seemed to be upset when Kang Chul-jae made headlines.

Kang Chul-jae grumbled at Cha In-beom's words and gave him a bag. Cha In-beom, who was looking at such steel materials, saw Jongseok.

"What I'd like to say is that I have to pack it like this. A reliable package that anyone can tell is someone with experience."

At Cha In-beom's words, the principal looked at the bag and said,

"Like the KS mark of the Korean industrial standard.”

Cha In-beom bounced his finger at the principal's words.

Just like that's perfect!

"Yes, like the KS mark."

Jong-seok looked down at his hand for a moment at the words of two adults.

"Standardization of internal engineering...….”