The Crown Prince That Sells dicine Chapter 242
Episode 242 A scary patient (2)
I’m going crazy.
This is definitely crazy.
Sir Gardin wanted to hold his aching backbone to the 16-beat Jajinmori rhythm. But I couldn’t do that, so I exercised all my patience.
“Phew, so you are the patient?”
“It’s Portis.”
“Is that your na?”
“It is true. “Please call Lord Portis, the armored dragon.”
“….”
Oh fuck, really.
Sir Gardin, uncharacteristically, almost swore. To be honest, it was a mont when harsh words were thrown off my tongue and I almost showed off a beautiful 810-degree deployer dive.
But he still endured it.
The treatnt room is a sacred place.
A aningful place that cares for patients.
It makes no sense to use profanity in a place like this.
“Hmm! Wow! Oh, so you’re a Fortis patient? “Could you please tell where the pain is?”
The angrier you get, the more polite you beco.
Because the other person ca because he was sick.
Be as gentle and kind as possible.
I asked, controlling my mind with all my might. However, the patient hardly acknowledged his feelings.
“I have nothing to talk about with people like you.”
“….”
“This great body must have been talking about it for a while now. “Bring the crown prince.”
“The patient over there? As I have said repeatedly, only those who are truly in critical condition or suffering from a serious illness can see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. So, first, tell about your symptoms and receive a dical examination. If you decide that it is really necessary, you will naturally be able to receive treatnt from His Highness the Crown Prince.”
“On the topic of Tardion, a miserable mortal. Are you trying to lecture this great body? Or are you trying to impose your petty, insignificant human rules on ?”
“….”
I want to cry.
Soone please take this crazy guy away.
‘majesty. What should I do?’
Sir Gardin truly enjoyed great embarrassnt. This didn’t make any sense at all. How many tis have I repeated the sa story from before? Even though I repeatedly told him that I couldn’t et His Highness the Crown Prince right away, this crazy guy showed no sign of understanding.
Besides, that ridiculous attitude.
‘Dragon? yourself? I think it’s really crazy.’
Sir Gardin was almost certain.
Honestly, who else would act like this in a villa unless they were really crazy? In a villa where no one else but the crown prince lives.
Thanks to this, since the opening of Byeolgung Oriental dicine Clinic, there have been very few patients who have complained about the truth. In fact, even the injured bully who was brought in could not do this. No matter how rough and gangster he was, he beca calm like a newly adopted rabbit when he was brought to the annex oriental dicine clinic.
This villa was a place where guards and knights were everywhere. Even the nurses were all werewolves. But who would dare to reveal the truth here?
Sir Gardin ca to his own conclusion.
‘Whew. It seems correct that this patient is ntally ill. Judging by his complexion and voice, he seems to have plenty of energy. It doesn’t seem like I have a fever at all. Breathing is also stable. So… this is ntal illness. Are you sure. ‘That’s a serious level of ntal illness.’
The sa thing happened earlier when he started talking about himself as an armored dragon and all. He seed to have no problem, but the attitude of telling the crown prince to co and go was also like that.
‘Is it galomania? Tsk tsk tsk, that’s too bad.’
Truth(?) Sir Gardin’s gaze towards the patient Fortis was filled with sorrowful pity. How did a young and seemingly sane person end up in such a miserable situation?
Sir Gardin’s voice when speaking to Natural Portis also beca much softer.
“Patient? “Do you have a headache?”
“head?”
“yes.”
“How dare you try to guess my condition on a mortal subject? “I guess I want to be reduced to ashes by the fire of fire right now.”
“….”
“What are you doing? “If you realize your mistake, you don’t kneel down and apologize right away.”
“…Keuhum! hmm! Hmm! Sorry I was a little surprised. “Hmm, then I will assign you a course.”
Relax again. Relax again. Because the other person is a ntally ill patient. Don’t get angry, just relax.
Lord Gardin cald down by recalling how His Majesty the Honorable Crown Prince usually treated patients. And he spoke even more kindly.
“Patient Portis, um, you can go see Dr. Marlena. “He will probably diagnose the patient more skillfully than I can and provide appropriate treatnt direction.”
Probably so.
Marlena, a doctor whom the Crown Prince hired(?) from the dical school, is skilled at treating patients with ntal illness. In particular, in front of her thoughtful and kind counseling skills, any ntal illness patient would feel calm as if it were a lie.
‘That teacher has a lot of muscles.’
It was like that.
Marlena is the only psychiatrist at Byeongung Oriental dical Clinic.
She had enormous muscles and body. There was a rumor that a wild boar was silenced with a single blow of honey chestnut. There was even a surprising anecdote, a rumor that was often heard, that even in an arm wrestling match with a transford werewolf nurse, the match ended in a draw.
Thanks to this, ntal illness patients who enter her clinic beco extrely polite as soon as they see her black eyebrows, strong chin, and fluffy white gown with buttons that are ready to burst.
Perhaps this patient is like that too.
Sir Gardin spoke with his own confidence.
“So, nurse? Please guide this person to Ms. Marlena. Please call the next patient.”
I called the nurse who was waiting. A werewolf nurse stepped forward to guide the patient as usual. However, this crazy patient showed an unexpected reaction again.
“…What are you doing now?”
“yes? Ah, as I just gave you guidance, in order to provide more appropriate treatnt to the patient…”
“So you are going to arrange for this slly furry mutt to guide this great body?”
“…Yes?”
Sir Gardin froze. And then I glanced at the nurse. just as expected. The nurse’s expression hardened as she heard the untily verbal abuse of ‘hairy mutt.’
The nurse’s touch on the patient’s shoulder was also similar.
“Let’s go, patient.”
Before I break a bone.
Why does the word… sound like an auditory hallucination?
Pop!
The werewolf nurse placed her hand on the patient Portis’s shoulder and gave a gentle squeeze to his hand. A patient trying to cause a ruckus? Normally, I beca polite enough quickly enough to do this. I thought it would be like that this ti too.
But it wasn’t.
“dare. Put your hand on the shoulder of this great body on the topic of mutt? Moreover, you continue to ignore the words of your body telling you to call the crown prince? I can’t possibly put it into words. After all, the miserable mortal Tardions.”
Portis’ complexion turned cold.
At the sa ti, strong mana energy waves began to radiate from his body. It swept around in an instant. Lord Gardin and werewolf nurse were no exception.
“What?”
“Crung!”
A vortex of mana rushing in in an instant! Lord Gardin’s feet floated in the air. The werewolf nurse hastily transford, but also floated in the air. It was hanging upside down. I struggled as hard as I could, but it was no use.
“Ugh! “What are you doing?”
Surprised Sir Gardin shouted, hanging upside down in the air. Is it because that cry leaked out? At that mont, the guards who were passing through the hallway rushed into the treatnt room. I witnessed the horror(?) inside. And the guards ended up in the sa situation as Sir Gardin.
“Uh huh?”
“Ugh!”
In the sa way, it flutters upside down in the air.
Portis’ eyes turned blue-gold as he looked at them.
“This body has said this over and over again. Bring the crown prince. “For only he can treat .”
A voice filled with the power of mana shook the entire villa with a quiet and solemn force. Of course, Rakiel and Damian heard the voice too. No, I was already sensing Mana’s force even before I heard the voice.
“…What is this?”
An eerie sensation that tingles my entire body.
Rakiel, who was basting on the patient’s back, almost had an accident. He looked around, startled by the trendous force of mana he felt throughout his body.
Damian was there.
The guy shook his head with a puzzled expression.
“Not . “Inside … not even that.”
“uh. Probably not. It’s you next to . The direction I can feel this is….”
“Over there.” “I think it’s Lord Gardin’s doctor’s office.”
“Let’s go.”
“But your highness? Mana’s montum is unusual…”
“What if I run away from my villa? let’s go.”
There was no ti to delay.
I asked for permission from the patient I was needing and rushed over. Arrival was quick. Is it because everyone sensed that there was already an uproar? The hallway in front of Sir Gardin’s dical office was crowded with nervous knights and special guards.
“majesty? “It’s dangerous!”
He rejected the dissuasion of Sir Theodore, the commander of the Royal Guard. opened the way I entered the entrance to the treatnt room. The sight inside was no joke.
“…sigh.”
Even the treatnt room was completely ssy.
Docunts and furniture flying in the air.
Lord Gardin hanging upside down, etc.
Nothing caught my eye.
There was only a man with navy blue hair sitting in the center of the treatnt room. As soon as I saw him, my eyes were fixed. I couldn’t look anywhere else.
Overwhelming presence.
This was due to the even more overwhelming force of mana.
‘Sothing like that.’
I reflexively turned on acupoint scanning.
The scan results were even more surprising.
Rachiel swallowed dry saliva.
‘People… is this possible?’
A proud river?
no.
It felt like a huge ocean flowing along the acupuncture points. The level itself was different from the rippling stream flowing through the acupuncture points of an ordinary person. The scale was also different. Javilon, who was a sword master? Compared to that man’s mana, it didn’t seem like it was even at the level of a chick.
A conclusion ca naturally.
not a person
“How did you co here?”
Rachiel asked cautiously.
Dragon Fortis looked at him.
“Are you the crown prince?”
“Yes, that’s right. This is a place where patients are treated. “But what brought you here?”
“I ca to get you dical attention.”
“For ?”
“okay.”
Portis nodded.
“I am Fortis, the great dragon. I recently heard a strange rumor about you. “They say you can work a miracle to heal a patient’s pain with just a simple touch?”
“…So?”
“That’s why I ca to see you.”
“Dragon person… you an?”
Write it.
This is fierce.
Rachiel shrugged her shoulders.
A dragon ca to visit.
But how on earth did a being the size of a dragon co to see because he was in pain? I couldn’t sense it. It was burdenso. If it was a disease that even dragons couldn’t cure on their own, he wondered how he could cure it.
‘If you say that treatnt is impossible, aren’t you just making a fuss? Then I don’t think I can handle it.’
Please don’t let that happen.
I asked, hoping and hoping.
“So, the dragon patient… where on earth did he co to see because he was in pain?”
“Hoo. “Are you saying you want to treat ?”
“Because this is my oriental dicine clinic.”
“Good. The place where I hurt is…”
…Gulp.
Where is it?
Where does it hurt?
I hope this is a place where I can heal.
We sincerely hope for it.
The mouth of Portis, the armored dragon, opened.
“It’s appendicitis.”
“…yes?”
At best?
With that?
A dragon?
The mont he felt doubt, Portis’ complexion beca slightly depressed.
“But my diamond scales are so hard. Even with the Sword Master’s aura, they can’t even make a scratch, so I can’t perform surgery…” “
….”
Sothing like this.
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