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Not as much?

After all this time? Episode 107

I'm told you are quite close with Prince Kwang-hae.

Is this true?

You look after Kwang-hae and neglect my son?

No, Milady. I am doing all I can.

If we see no improvement your life is over.

Oh, hey.

What brings you here? Doing all right?

Sure. Is Jun...

I mean, Doctor Heo around?

As you know, he's busy treating Prince Sinsong right now.

Then could you give him this?

What is it?

He'll see. Will you do it?

Of course.

Doctor Heo.

What is it?

I have a letter for you.

Is something wrong?

Oh, just some personal business.

You should go.

I'll keep looking for a treatment.

Thanks. I'll be right back.

- Get that to the second floor. - Yes ma'am.

Well, well. Hello-o-o.

If you're so worried, go be a servant at Doctor Heo's house.

Who knows? Maybe you can pretend to be a doctor like Dol-swe.

Hush. You think this is a small matter?

You think his posing as a doctor is nothing?

Listen to His Lordshipity.

- Hello. - Oh, ahem.

How'd it go?

I didn't see him, but sent the note.

I've thought it over. We'll deal with him ourselves.

Huh? Us?

Don't you remember?

Back in Saneum when he chucked that stone mortar?

He'll kill you and me first.

I'll take care of it, so don't you worry.

Here we go again.

That's all for today.

- Off you go. - I came a long way.

I'm taking a few days. No more patients.

Yes, Doctor.

Well, well, Dol-swe. Doctor Dol-swe.

Is that right?

What is this?

We can do this the easy way or the hard way.

Your choice.

You think you can take me?

I've always know you're not one for talking.

Hey Yang-tae?

Yes, bro.

Do it.

- Get him. - Yes sir.

Let go, let go.

Well? Let go! Let go!

Go on, you first!

GO!

...Mother...

- Yes! - Doctor...

...Ugh...Ouch...

Where's Dol-swe?

They've gone to get him.

- Come on. - Come on, Dol-swe.

I got him myself.

Explain yourself.

Is it true that you were posing as a doctor?

My lord, I'm so sorry.

Sorry? As if being sorry is enough?

I failed to manage our staff properly.

Be merciful.

What are you saying? What could you have done to stop him?

Why did you do it?

What were you thinking?

My lord...

I didn't pose as a doctor, I only treated boils.

I never said I was a doctor.

What a liar!

All the patients that came to see you called you doctor!

But I... I never told them to.

Silence!

Clearly you haven't learned your lesson.

Yang-tae, slap him around some more.

Get up!

- Enough. - Huh?

Whatever you say.

You treated boils?

Yes, my lord.

Where did you learn it?

It was when you treated Young Master Kyeom for boils.

At that time I made the salve that you prescribed and put it on Master Kyeom.

I just it exactly as I did back then.

And the patients got better?

Yes, ma'am.

I didn't even take much money. I swear it.

Can I see your patients?

Yes, my lord. Of course.

You want to see them yourself?

How long did you have it?

Three months, sir.

The doctors said the rot had set in.

But he saved my life.

You?

A month or so.

But he healed me right up.

I can't believe it was just my salve.

It wouldn't treat a deep infection.

I know a trick to treating the older cases.

A trick?

What trick?

Welcome back.

I think I found a treatment for His Highness.

What is it?

I'm not sure yet.

I'll need to check the texts first.

Yes sir.

That's it.

I found it.

The treatment I'm looking for is right here.

You're here early.

Is Oh Keun here?

Doctor Heo.

We need to talk.

Well, how's that for fate?

I just dreamed about you.

We were fishing and caught countless ones as big as my arm.

What king of sign is this? Is it a sign of a baby on the way?

I need a favor.

What?

- No word? - Not yet.

Doctor.

- How did it go? - Here.

Thank you.

Go on, quick.

Right.

What was that?

A secret treatment for His Highness.

Secret?

There's a secret treatment inside that?

Yes.

What is it?

Um...

Spit it out.

What?

What's that?

Please bear with it even if it hurts.

I asked what that is.

What? Leeches?

Doctor Heo is applying leeches to the boils.

What are you doing?

Are you insane?

You must be to try this!

I believe this will help...

Take them away.

Milady.

Get that away from my boy.

This is the only way we can save him.

Use herbs and acupuncture.

They rot is too deep for herbs and acupuncture.

So this is the solution you found?

You dare do this to the Prince?

If that's not an insult, what is?

I won't have it. Stop this right now.

We must continue.

What?

You dare disobey her command?

Milady, if we stop now he may die.

I am his doctor.

Allow me to see his treatment through. Please trust me.

- Clean the wounds. - Yes doctor.

There. See for yourself.

What do you think you're doing?

The leeches suck out the infected blood.

Silence. Using leeches to treat boils is absurd.

Leeches can suck enough blood to fell an ox or a horse.

This is the only way to reach the infection at this point.

He's insulting the Prince and conning us.

Stop him immediately.

This is not an insult.

This may save him.

You must act.

Who dares raise his voice before my sick son?

Sire, see our son?

He has fainted from the pain.

This is unpardonable.

We can't allow this quack to continue.

Pardon me, Sire.

Doctor Heo has the best interests of the patient...

Enough.

I've always thought of Doctor Heo as a fine man and a excellent physician.

But this is too much. I cannot allow it.

Using leeches to treat the young Prince?

How is that any different from some country quack?

I deserve death for upsetting Your Majesty.

But Sire...

I have no doubt that this treatment is the only way to save him.

If this be treason, I will accept your judgment.

But please allow me to continue the treatment.

If we don't it will be too late.

If not now, the infection will become too deep to treat.

He said enough.

How dare you try to con your King?

If you do not believe me, check his forehead.

He is burning up from fever.

He did not faint from pain. It was fever.

If it is not halted His Highness may very well die.

Please, Your Majesty.

Sire, please trust Doctor Heo.

I have read where King Jungjong's syphilis was treated with leeches.

It's true. It was that record that decided it for me.

You're sure?

Sire.

Don't interfere.

You're sure you can cure him?

Yes, Sire.

Continue Doctor Heo's treatment.

I'm trusting you.

My son's pain is my own.

Cure my boy, whatever it takes.

With all my heart, Sire.

- Ow! - Hold on.

Owie, ouch, ouch...

Well? Do your stuff.

It's time we saw if you're for real. Or not.

Go on already.

- EEK! - Oh my goodness!

Oh my! What are you doing?

- Icky...blech...UGH! - Oh my gosh it's moving!

...No-oo-oo!

Doctor Heo laid them leeches down and whoosh...

They started a-suckin'. Chomp-chomp!

- How? - Chomp-chomp!

Think about it.

These leeches are the size of your finger. How gross must it have been.

The palace nurses told me they couldn't stand to look.

Uh-huh, and you know who caught those leeches?

Me.

I waded into the fields and got 'em myself.

Just wait. When the Prince gets better...

...people will remember me.

Bwah-ha-hah!

- You. - Yes?

Out.

I nearly got a beating thanks to you.

Beat it before the Head Nurse gets here.

Scoot, scoot, scoot!

Go!

But leeches on boils?

I've never heard of that being done.

Who knows the workings of Doctor Heo's mind?

Just wait. He'll heal the Prince. Count on that.

BWAH-HA-HAH!

Something on your mind?

Not really.

You heard about Doctor Heo?

Yes.

That it even occurred to him to put leeches on the King's favorite...

Doctor Heo is a strange one.

He has sucked poison out with his own mouth.

He's not strange at all.

True. In retrospect...

...not strange at all.

I just hope the Prince gets better.

That's a big one.

Huge.

Hurry.

One or a dozen, get them with your best efforts.

My dream wasn't about fish after all.

It was about leeches.

Baby-shmaby.

Hurry!

Doctor Heo is waiting on these leeches.

- Yeong-dal. - Yes?

How's Jang-swe? Did the leeches help?

- I don't know yet. - You don't?

Hey there's one on your leg.

There, there.

I swear.

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Doctor Heo will serve as a royal physician.

I am unworthy.

It cannot be done.

'Cannot, cannot.' Who are you to dictate to your king?

Hear us, Sire.

Doctor Heo, come forth.