The Crown Prince That Sells dicine Chapter 325
Episode 325 Late Night dical Scandal (2)
“Hey, did you hear anything?”
“what?”
“You know, that.”
“what is that?”
“That is, with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Princess of Amboise.”
“Oh, that?”
“Did you hear?”
“huh. I heard it. why? “Didn’t you hear my brother?”
“Of course I heard it.”
This is the hospital room of Byeongung Oriental dical Clinic. An elderly patient about to be discharged whispered to an elderly patient in the bed next to her.
“No, but I couldn’t believe it even after hearing it. “I heard those two co out of the director’s office together every morning?”
“huh. “That’s true.”
“…Really?”
“uh. “I saw sothing.”
“You an you saw it?”
“yes. “Don’t you believe ?”
“no. I believe what you say. “Then, is that even real?”
“what? “Your Majesty the Crown Prince is being carried out exhausted?”
“Yes. “That’s it.”
“ah. “It’s not real these days.”
“What about these days?”
“For the first few days, he was helped by Sir Cayenne who was guarding the door as he ca out, but these days he seems to be sleeping right in the director’s office. “On the sofa.”
“…How much strength do you have to use?”
“Where would that power be used?”
“That’s right. “Have you heard anything from doctors or nurses?”
“Eh. Of course not, man. “The doctors and nurses here are so talkative.”
The elderly patient shook her head aningfully.
“Well, whatever it is, it’s clear that the two of you stayed alone in the director’s office all night and then ca out. “I was sweating profusely and exhausted.”
“Wow….”
“But do you know what’s even more exciting?”
“What is it?”
“In the anti, the princess of Amboise looks refreshed, doesn’t she?”
“…aha?”
“It’s perfect, right?”
“Yes, absolutely.”
The imaginations of the two patients unfolded freely in their minds. Misunderstandings(?) were not only created among patients.
The servants and maids of the annex oriental dicine clinic also chatter whenever they get the chance. The special forces and guards also looked at each other and said blah blah. If the annex oriental dicine clinic had a printer, the printer would have been able to print out the rumors on its own.
Even the phantom species were no exception.
“Little girl? “Kkossum?”
“Pobok? kiss?”
“Koh! Comong!”
“…Kukya?”
“Nuuuuu-! “Puruk!”
Kkosomi looked at everyone and asked. The immortal Pobok flapped his fla fins. The baby elephant Komong nodded with confidence. Baby Apiros Caterpillar Kukku tilted his head, not knowing what was going on. Urus let out a loud snort.
Everyone was happily convinced.
Ah, our crown prince has grown(?).
I always thought he was being corrupt, but I wondered when he would be able to act like a human being. Before I knew it, I had already grown so much. Now you have beco an adult that you can be proud to send out into the world. It’s truly a disaster.
“Rumors are spreading… Your Majesty.”
“Okay, so what is your Majesty’s reaction?”
“doesn’t exist.”
Damian answered and looked at the crown prince with strange eyes.
“But your highness? Are you okay?”
“huh? what?”
“It’s a false rumor.”
“huh. are you okay.”
Rakiel chuckled. And I stopped for a mont while enjoying my evening walk.
“After all, that’s what rumors are all about. That’s how everyone enjoys it. Chew, tear, taste and enjoy.”
It was true.
There was sothing I felt while living in the royal palace in the villa. In the noble families of this world, countless rumors appeared and disappeared like endless trends.
It was said that soone from a certain noble family was in a similar relationship with a certain lady. It was said that the second child of a certain family suffered from lovesickness. I heard that the son of so kind of family has developed a strange hobby, etc. etc.
Most of it was just baseless gossip.
There was a lot of absurd content.
Naturally, each ti the people involved in the rumor jumped up and down. No. That will never happen.
“Then people enjoy that response more. As if he had been waiting. That’s a mistake. You can’t just throw away rice cakes like that. “It’s like rolling up your sleeves, coating it with honey, and holding it out for you to bite?”
“So, Your Highness, are you planning to respond by not reacting?”
“uh. maybe.”
“But Your Highness.”
“huh. why?”
“I don’t think the rumor will die down as easily as you think.”
“Umm, for example?”
“I saw General Edouard of Amboise pondering the wedding invitation format.”
“…Det?”
“After the stomach ulcer treatnt was completed and I was preparing to be discharged. He was so happy chatting with the nurses. I think there will be a slope soon. He said he actively supports and supports it. “That’s why I’m worried.”
“Surely a wedding invitation form?”
“yes.”
“Aren’t you crazy?”
“It’s not just that.”
“…Is there anything else?”
“Of course. “The following is news from Sir Gardin.”
“Are you a news reporter over there?”
“Lord Gardin began scouring the mountains and fields near the imperial capital every night accompanied by his personal escort.”
“That again… why?”
“It seed like he was trying to find so herbs.”
“Are there a lot of dicinal herbs at the Byeonggung Oriental dical Clinic?”
“I am determined to find a special herb that is good for n.”
“no way.”
“What you think is probably right.”
“Are you trying to give a gift?”
“Yes definitely.”
“….”
“Here’s the next news.”
“Hey, wait a minute?”
“Your Majesty…”
“I heard your Majesty is not responding? “Didn’t you say that earlier?”
“You didn’t really react, but…”
“You did?”
“I heard that the amount of ti spent reading in the office has increased significantly recently.”
“Are you into reading? why? “What kind of book do you enjoy reading so much?”
“I heard you started secretly reading books on the latest fashionable wedding styles, information on honeymoon destinations, wedding customs of royal families in each country, the best baby nas for a lifeti of luck, etc…” “
Ah, these people are real.”
…Stop it, you crazy people.
It’s just dical treatnt.
It’s called Chuna therapy.
However, because the patient was a princess, it was impossible for others to see her entire body twisting and bending as she was being treated, so in order to preserve her dignity, she had no choice but to perform the procedure in the director’s office.
‘In addition, the special mode, which is an optional Chuna therapy, can only be used at night…’
That was just the reason.
For those reasons, the procedure was perford alone in the director’s office at night. Damian and head nurse Anis? I had them guard the front door. It was to relieve the princess of sha and embarrassnt by showing her receiving treatnt.
But people around are already taking a bowl of kimchi soup.
‘Once upon a ti, he told he wanted to sleep with … and then started talking
about erectile dysfunction…’ And now, about sothing that has suddenly beco a problem.
“….”
Rakiel took a mont to control the rising sadness(?).
“Well, there’s nothing I can do about it. “But I can’t disclose what kind of treatnt my patients receive, right?”
“Is that so?”
“uh. “It is sothing that must be kept absolutely.”
It’s true. Patient personal information cannot be disclosed. That is the basic of basics. Even in the sa case as now, the sa is true.
“Anyway, once the princess gets the treatnt, she will conclude the negotiations and return to Amboise. Then, the scandal that briefly blood will subside on its own. “By then, attention will be focused on other new rumors and everyone will quickly forget about these nonsense.”
“Indeed… is that so?”
“maybe?”
Rakiel shrugged his shoulders.
The good news was that the princess’s shoulder had been improving faster than expected over the past two weeks. The performance(?) of the special mode was clear. The recovery of damaged cartilage and ligants was very good. It was also positive that the princess was active in rehabilitation treatnt.
That wasn’t all.
Thanks to the ‘Lego assembly technique’, which is an option for the Chuna treatnt skill I recently acquired, the Chuna treatnt itself has beco more comfortable.
‘The phantom species are also of great help.’
Of course, there was Kkosomi who provided thorns every day. Bbobok, the immortal bokchi, gave him a thermal compress with his warm fla fins.
What about baby elephant Komong? I took a deep breath next to the princess who was undergoing rehabilitation training. That alone slightly raised the oxygen concentration in the room. Oxygen treatnt, which increases the human body’s regenerative capacity, was carried out automatically.
In addition, Kukku gave psychological comfort to the princess who was receiving physical therapy by hugging her. What about Urus? I prayed for my disciple(?)’s recovery and chewed the cud hard.
“So, I hope that the princess will recover completely and return to Amboise as soon as possible.”
If this continues, I think I can be completely cured faster than the originally planned 12 weeks. I hope so. Because it’s true that this also has a hard ti every night.
“Anyway, what about you?”
“yes?”
Was this question unexpected? Damian’s eyebrows rose slightly. Anyway, I naturally tried to change the topic to relieve pressure and asked again.
“How are you these days? Condition.”
“ah.”
“are you okay?”
“Yeah, okay.”
Damian nodded.
“I’m a little thirstier than before these days, but it’s not that bad. “Maybe it’s because it’s sumr and you sweat a lot.”
“Are you not particularly dizzy or anything?”
“yes. Just-”
“Just?”
“I lost so weight.”
“Hmm, now that I think about it, my jaw line has beco a bit slimr?”
“yes. “Very slightly.”
“why? “Do you have no appetite?”
I felt worried for a mont.
In fact, among the people around him, Damian is the one he needs to pay the most attention to. Because the Demon King is sleeping inside him. If his life is in danger due to a serious illness, the Demon King will imdiately snatch his body.
Fortunately, Damian smiled with one side of his mouth as if it was no big deal.
“That’s not true, I think it’s because I’m lacking sleep because of your highness.”
“because of ?”
“yes. I had to guard the door of the director’s office while His Majesty was treating the princess. everyday. Overnight.”
“Uh… sorry…”
“It’s okay. Thanks to that, I had a small conversation with Ms. Anis and beca a little closer to her.”
“uh? Are you getting closer?”
“It’s not what you think.”
“Huh? Denial is strong? “No way?”
“Not really.”
“Really?”
“no.”
“Yeah?”
“ah. Nip. you. all.”
“Hmm, okay. Since it’s not you, I’ll just keep that in mind for now.”
“….”
“But. “Is that how I feel these days when I hear nonsense?”
“Did you cast that on ?”
“huh.”
“….”
“It would be unfair if I were the only one to suffer, wouldn’t it?”
“….”
“You are my escort, so wouldn’t it be a valuable experience to feel the pain of the person being escorted?”
“….”
“ah. There is no other escort object like this. Experiential education that equips you with the mindset of a true escort. Training that makes you feel alive and alive. Who else but would you want to experience this precious experience? is not it?”
“….”
“I’m sorry if you felt bad.”
“….”
“hey?”
“….”
Did I get upset?
Damian had no answer at all.
‘Huh. ‘A tough guy.’
He smiled and stopped walking. I looked back at the guy. I saw Damian lying on the grass three or four steps behind .
“uh?”
weird.
That can’t be possible.
It’s so sudden. Is he playing a nasty prank?
“Damian?”
But there is no answer.
Like a doll with broken strings.
Or like a patient in critical condition.
“…Damian!”
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