The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 168

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 168

Episode 168 Guillain-Barre Syndrome Treatment (2)

…Finch?

The patient’s big toe twitched slightly but surely. It was just a slight, insignificant squirm that would not have been recognized properly under normal circumstances.

but now?

It was a huge first step toward complete recovery!

‘Huh?’

The dean of Magenta Medical College opened his eyes wide. At first I thought I had seen something wrong. But at that moment…

I flinch!

“….”

It moved again. It’s real.

‘how?’

The dean’s gaze turned to the crown prince next to the patient. Of course, the crown prince did not look at him at all. Just carefully raise another thorn with complete concentration. Without any hesitation, he just sticks the thorn into the patient’s leg.

Tot!

The place where the thorn was inserted this time is the tensor faciae latae muscle of the thigh, the boundary point where the pelvis and thigh meet and make a depression when the upper leg is lifted. It was a non-invasive acupuncture point of the Foot and Yang Myeongwigyeong.

With the precise acupuncture, the patient’s big toe twitched again, sending a faint but clear signal.

‘What is this…’

Is this a simple reflex? Is this a temporary reaction caused by the thorn pricking me? Could it be that you are being deceived by such a trick?

I gathered up all the doubts from the bottom of my soul. Burning away the last doubts. But the dean soon had to realize that even his suspicions were wrong.

Wiggle… Wiggle… Wiggle… Wiggle…!

Now, the patient’s big toe continues to move even without the thorn. It looked like an unknown creature that had just woken up and stretched after a long winter sleep.

In the end, the dean had no choice but to admit it.

“Did you know, Kelod?”

He asked in a low voice, whispering, being careful not to disturb the crown prince’s procedure.

“Did you all know in advance that the type of treatment your Highness uses… would be so effective?”

“no.”

Kelod smiled bitterly.

“I didn’t know it would be that bad. “I just thought I would believe it for once.”

“Let’s believe it? Without any basis?”

The dean felt puzzled.

The Kelod he knew was an extremely realistic and rational student. But I thought I would believe in the crown prince’s baseless treatment without any basis.

“You made a decision that wasn’t like you.”

“Oh, that’s not it.”

“why?”

“Because I and the rest of the team saw it. “Your Majesty came here all night, thinking about treatment options so that he could look completely refreshed.”

“….”

“Actually, it’s still like that. “Look at your Majesty.”

Kelod quietly pointed to Rachiel’s profile.

“It looks like you’re going to collapse at any moment. If you look at it from the outside, you look more like a patient than the patient currently receiving treatment. His hair is bald, his complexion is pale and his eyes are sunken. “Now, rather than being the Crown Prince, that appearance is just… If you change his clothes, even the worst drunkard thrown out in an alley somewhere will look much healthier.”

“….”

The dean thought quietly. Is Kelod’s statement a compliment or an insult? Kelod’s calm words continued.

“But Your Highness thought about a treatment plan to make her look so shabby. And yet, rather than taking a break, he chose to treat the patient first. “Thanks to you, you now have a much more shabby complexion than before, and thanks to the sweating throughout the treatment, you look even more unsightly than a rat that just jumped out of a messy sewer.”

“….”

Looks like you’re immersed in it. The dean thought quietly. Should I stop this friend or not?

Regardless, Kelod’s statement of conviction (?) continued.

“That’s why. I decided to give it a try. I am referring to the will and attitude toward treatment shown by His Majesty. Although his complexion is as tattered as rags rolling around in an alley, he does not mind looking like a carpet that has just been dusted off about 10 years of old dust, and has the ability to put patients first…” “To…

” “Do you really want to get hit?”

Suddenly, Rachiel’s voice cut off Kelod’s remarks. Everyone’s heads turned. Rakiel was there, frowning.

“You think I’m so distracted that my true feelings are coming out?”

“….”

Kelod’s mouth fell shut. The dean and the other team members quietly distanced themselves from Kelod by one step. A stiff(?) Kelod asked.

“Are you in a bad mood?”

“uh. of course.”

“But that was my true intention.”

“huh. “I’m thankful that you thought you would trust me.”

A bitter smile appeared on Rachiel’s lips. It is true that he saw the person correctly. Kelod is the type of person who is very devoted to his work and duties. He can’t even think about flattering people or politics, so he’s the type you can trust and entrust with work.

It was like that a little while ago.

My heart sank when the dean burst open the door to the hospital room and came in. For a moment, I just thought I was ruined.

It could have been so. Since the hour hand was being kept in line with the energy pulse that was changing and moving in real time, the timing could not be off by even one second. But what would have happened if the dean kept talking to me next to me?

Concentration and everything else must have been broken. Even the dribbling(?) that had been done with great effort would have gone haywire. then? There must have been an Asari version of treatment or something.

However, Kelod stepped forward and prevented such a situation. Who would have thought that that old-fashioned honor student would stop the dean. It was something completely unexpected. A subtle joy appeared in Rachiel’s eyes as she looked at Kelod.

‘You won a job at an oriental medicine clinic.’

He said, hiding a sinister smile inside.

“Anyway, today’s procedure ends here. As you can see, the result was successful. “Because it saved some of my nerves.”

He pointed to the patient’s toes. At that moment, the patient’s toe twitched vigorously again.

The dean stepped forward cautiously.

“majesty? Could you please tell me a little bit about what kind of treatment this is?”

“I’m just telling you, it won’t be difficult. “We found and opened a bypass route to replace the existing nerve damaged by inflammation.”

“You mean a detour…?”

“Hmm.”

Rachiel nodded.

“To use an analogy, since the mountain road was cut off due to a landslide and collapse, a new small trail was created.”

“Is that possible?”

“It’s not easy, though.”

“….”

“It’s not easy to cut a new road in the mountain. We also have to cut down the thick bushes. You also have to choose land. Of course it’s not a big road. “It was a route that was cut in such haste that it will only move little by little for the time being.”

Rakiel shrugged his shoulders as he explained.

What he said was true.

The new route for the nerve pierced today was literally nothing more than a temporary trail. Even that wasn’t fully penetrated yet. The proof was that he could still barely move some of his toes.

“So the future is more important. “We have to turn the clock every day and clear more roads.”

“If I do this… will the paralysis go away?”

“maybe? “It will take approximately two to three weeks.”

Originally, there were cases of Guillain-Barré syndrome that healed naturally even after paralysis progressed. But it wasn’t this patient. The prognosis was too poor to expect natural healing.

“Probably, if you continue to receive treatment for about three weeks, you will be able to walk slowly. “After that, it will depend on the patient’s will for rehabilitation.”

“If it’s rehabilitation….”

“You have to keep using your newly developed motor skills. It’s the same as a mountain trail. Only when people continue to walk on it will the trail be maintained and become wider and flatter. On the other hand, if people stop walking…”

“The bushes will soon become thicker and even traces of the road will disappear. “I understand what you mean.”

“Thank you for understanding.”

Rachiel smiled.

He was a stubborn and strong dean. They must have great pride in the medical techniques taught at medical schools. How would such a dean view his acupuncture practice?

‘They will see it as a quack’s pseudo-trickery that will ruin the world.’

Nevertheless, the dean is now meekly accepting today’s treatment. This is probably because there are visible results, so we have no choice but to acknowledge them.

It was thanks to that.

The subsequent procedure was much more comfortable and easy.

The concerns of the medical school, including the dean, have disappeared. The process of activating neural pathways with the hour hand also became less difficult.

Tot! Thodot! Tot!

The patient’s toes, ankles, and calves twitched one after another due to the thorns being pierced every day. My nerves continued to revive day after day. Suddenly, I regained consciousness. Artificial respiration for the phantom species Komong was no longer needed.

And finally, on the 17th day after the first clock.

Tot!

For the first time, a brown thorn dug deep into the patient’s soft calf. At the same time, a fantastic 7-octave harmony burst out of the patient’s mouth for the first time since the needlepoint began.

“…Kwaaaaaak? Pudaaaayalgya!”

That moment.

A powerful message announcing complete recovery came to mind.

Ding dong!

[You presented a new method of basting that is tailored to blood vessels that change in real time according to a plan carefully designed through basting simulation.] [

Patient: Miguel suffered paralysis of the lower extremities due to Guillain-Barre syndrome and further suffered from respiratory paralysis. He was destined to die. However, thanks to your timely artificial respiration and needle techniques, his body not only escaped death from acute respiratory failure, but also succeeded in finding a new nerve path to replace the existing one.] [Patient: Miguel is

your Thanks to you, I am able to live a new life.]

[The medical billing (Lv. 2) skill is activated.]

[Patient: Miguel has benefited from a total of 31 years and 3 months of extended life expectancy through your artificial respiration and acupuncture treatment. received. Accordingly, you are settled a bonus life equal to 1/1950 of 31 years and 3 months.]

[A bonus life of 5.76 days was calculated.]

[The minimum unit of life to be settled is 1 day.]

[Bonus life to be settled This is rounded off.]

[A total of 6 days of bonus life will be settled.]

[Your estimated life expectancy: 357 days]

‘Nice!’

Rakiel clenched his fists as he looked at the certificate of cure (?) that appeared before his eyes. I did it. When I first found out that I had Guillain-Barré Syndrome, I was honestly a bit confused. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to treat it this well.

‘But I did it.’

This would have been unthinkable in Korea. What if you heard that Guillain-Barré syndrome was treated with acupuncture back in the day? The other person would have been viewed as a pseudo or quack.

Even if you were an Oriental medicine doctor, that was natural. This is impossible with simple acupuncture. Because it just remains in the realm of delusion.

‘But it’s different now.’

Qi and energy can be viewed through acupoint scanning. You can feel it in a vague way. You can use the hour hand while checking the changing energy and energy in real time. That small difference made something that could only have been a fantasy become a reality.

‘…If this had happened in Korea, I would have made a lot of money.’

Maybe he bought the entire building where his Oriental medicine clinic was located. He swallowed a bitter smile due to a strange feeling of regret. And then I looked up.

Ding dong!

A reward that would rival the dream of buying a building in Korea was powerfully emerging through real-time messages.