The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 230

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 230

Episode 230 A disease that only affects nobles (2)

Middle-aged men are sad.

The same goes for middle-aged women.

When people get older, everything becomes no longer the same. The fatigue doesn’t go away.

When you were young, you could stay up all night and feel fine the next day, but after 40, if you want to stay up all night, you have to be prepared to beg for a few days.

It’s not just that. There is no need to talk about stamina. Eating right now is completely different from when I was younger.

First of all, I have trouble digesting it. Even if you eat just a little bit of sweet and fatty food, you will gain weight quickly. First of all, the gained weight does not come off properly.

Even if I exercise, my muscles rarely gain strength. No, it’s lucky if you don’t lose muscle.

Therefore, if you let your guard down just a little, you can live with a variety of adult diseases on the set menu.

Is it someone else’s business? never. This is a reality that even young people in their 20s, who are fresh right now, will experience as they are hit with their entire bodies after just a few days have passed.

‘But it’s not easy to avoid it. because. Because I’m busy making a living. Plus, my body didn’t deteriorate dramatically right away.

It’s like being trapped in a cauldron that is slowly getting hotter without you even realizing it. If you neglect to manage it, one day you will wake up and it will be too late.’

Most people ride that tech tree(?).

Almost everyone around me in Korea felt the same way. The patients who came to the hospital and even me were no different.

So what about the nobles here?

It will be much more.

‘Because the concept of health care is much thinner than in Korea to begin with. Moreover, nobles are people who eat well and do not lack anything, so it goes without saying.’

Excess is as bad as not enough.

Excess becomes a disease.

The nobles here would be exactly like that.

“So, send out invitations to all noble families in the imperial capital registered with the Noble House. “So that you can attend the banquet I host without missing a single thing.”

“If you do, Your Highness? Are you trying to secure noble patients through this banquet?”

“That’s it. “They will become my political support base.”

“Yes, Your Highness. Are they really…”

“Wouldn’t they doubt my intentions?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Sir Gardin nodded.

He spoke carefully.

“I believe your Majesty knows. “The reputation of our villa’s oriental medicine clinic has increased, and the number of patients visiting us has increased considerably… but the response from the central nobles is still lukewarm.”

“of course.”

Rakiel shrugged his shoulders.

It was as Sir Gardin pointed out.

Thanks to the efforts made so far, Byeongung Oriental Medical Clinic was now completely back on track. It was crowded with patients every day.

The dark circles of employed doctors also became darker. Even the werewolf nurses with iron stamina sometimes felt physically ill.

However, the reality was that there were almost no prominent nobles among the patients visiting the hospital. As for nobles, they were mostly small nobles from the regions near the imperial capital.

“No nobles from the House of Nobles, whose interests and influence are directly involved in the central political world, came to visit. Of course. They all probably have doctors hired directly by their families. “By hiring, at a high price, people who have achieved excellent grades in medical schools or students raised directly by renowned doctors.”

“That is correct. And I think there is another reason why they do not visit Byeonggung Oriental Medical Clinic.”

“Maybe it’s because of the political tightrope walking?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“that’s right. “Maybe that’s why.”

That was also true. Even though it is a hospital, this is definitely a villa where the crown prince resides.

But what if the central nobles come and go here? Those around you will see colored glasses when looking at that nobleman.

‘Ah, that nobleman must be holding a line against the crown prince.’

“There is no one more sensitive to tightrope walking than those central nobles. Of course, you would be reluctant to receive such attention contrary to your intentions. But it doesn’t matter. “After this banquet, everyone will be competing to become my patients.”

“Do you have a plan in mind?”

“…stratagem?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“….”

Rachiel looked at Lord Gardin with sullen eyes. Sir Gardin shrugged his shoulders.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“In a way. The same goes for Sir Gardin. Same goes for Damian. “I wonder what everyone thinks of me.”

“Of course, you are the noble and wonderful Crown Prince.”

“You’re planning a dark plan, right?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“….”

“Ha…haha… By the way, aren’t you tired? “You haven’t been able to rest properly even after returning from a long journey.”

“Would you like to try to change the subject?”

“….”

“That’s it. “Please hurry up and prepare the invitation.”

“I understand, Your Majesty.”

Lord Gardin hastily(?) retreated. The plan went smoothly. The banquet was also prepared smoothly.

A few days passed like that. In the meantime, familiar faces came to visit the villa.

“…It’s nice to see you here, Theodore.”

“Yes, brother. As soon as I heard the news from Kranos, my heart sank. “I’m so glad you came back safely.”

“Oh yeah. Thank you for your words. But-”

Rakiel smiled bitterly at the second prince, who was showing his joy all over. And then he cast his slightly embarrassed gaze towards the second prince.

Sylvia, the elf enforcer, was there.

“Executioner? “Why are you here?”

“…me?”

“yes.”

“I came here with a happy heart because I heard you came back safely.”

“No, I know that. “Why are you still ‘here in the ecliptic’?”

“…Why is that? Is something wrong?”

“yes.”

“What problem?”

Sylvia tilted her head.

Rachiel’s bitter smile deepened.

“Did you by any chance receive the letter I sent from Kranos?”

“Oh, that. “I received it.”

“Yes? You got it, right? “You probably saw what I wrote about wanting you to come to Kranos, right?”

“of course.”

“Then why are you here without even coming to Kranos or with any intention of leaving yet?”

“Because you came back too early.”

“….”

I was dumbfounded by such a clear answer and was at a loss for words. Sylvia’s reply continued as if it was obvious.

“As soon as I received your letter, I hurriedly began preparing to go to Kranos.”

“So?”

“You came back before I could finish preparing.”

“….”

Ugh, this sloth-like species really.

After hearing the answer, I understand again. That elf was actually preparing to ‘start off quickly’.

However, the concept of quick preparation is far from that of humans.

“Whew. All right. But is it true that you have been staying in the second prince’s palace all this time?”

“uh. It did.”

“Why?”

“I sent a message to the elders and am waiting for a reply.”

“What answer?”

“The way you compensate for the forest you burned in Amboise. “I asked the elders about your mediation plan to compensate by sending money and manpower instead of providing direct service.”

“…Wasn’t that something you, the executor, could decide?”

“It’s true that I have the power to decide. However, due to etiquette and procedure, the intention must also be communicated to the elders. Of course, they will express their consent with the utmost respect for my authority as the executor. “It’s literally a formal procedure.”

“Then when will we get that formal answer?”

“He’ll probably be back soon.”

“Soon…”

…It will take at least another half a year.

Rakiel clicked his tongue. Now I have a complete feel for this race of elves.

Is there any other race in the world that is slower than this? If you get behind the wheel in Korea, you’ll probably be safely speeding along the Gyeongbu Expressway at 10km/h.

Anyway, I received a warm greeting from the 2nd Prince and Sylvia. We again worked hard to prepare for the banquet. Five more days passed.

The scheduled banquet was held. Most nobles who received invitations participated in the banquet.

Gorgeous chandelier.

Elegant music.

Fragrant drinks and food.

“His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is entering.”

Rakiel entered, attracting everyone’s attention. Eyes looking this way. I realized that the gaze that felt a little burdensome had changed from before.

‘Everyone is worried.’

Should I put the line this way or not? I could sense that they seemed to be in some kind of trouble. It wasn’t too much of a stretch.

Because this is the trend now. Nevertheless, the concerns that have accumulated over 20 years about this area’s health may not have been erased.

If I buy that apartment, will the price go up? Wouldn’t it be a good idea to buy this stock? Will this week’s lotto run automatically or not? The gazes had exactly the same feeling as if they were harboring such concerns.

But Rachiel didn’t care.

I was confident that sooner or later, those worries would turn into confidence. There was a plan. According to the plan, I first tightened my eyes.

‘Acupoint scanning.’

Scanning was activated.

Kiiiiing-!

The option was activated and the field of view changed. It was from then on. Nobles who come up to say hello and show respect. I scanned them one by one.

Particular attention was paid to their feet. The chaotic flow of acupuncture points entangled in the joints of their big toes was clearly visible.

‘bingo.’

As expected, it is as expected.

Rakiel swallowed a happy smile. Meanwhile, a flashy-dressed man with the look of a plump steamed bun approached me.

“Noble Abbot Estoc comes to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.”

An aristocratic leader whom I had briefly seen once gave me polite manners.

Of course, this greeting was said out of courtesy. This is also the moment we have been waiting for. So from now on, let’s turn our tongues towards the goal of hosting today’s banquet.

…Chulup!

I relaxed my lip muscles. It moistened my tongue. I fired off the prepared message with a big smile on my face.

“Oh. Nice to meet you. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you, and your vision has become clearer.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty. This is all thanks to the benevolent politics of His Majesty and His Highness.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, Your Highness. “If you do that, I’ll be done…”

After saying his polite greetings, the noble director tried to leave. But Rakiel did not give him a chance to retreat.

As soon as the Fexker sees the lost opponent’s support, he sets the kill angle and initiates. Or, as if a bus driver were to catch with an eagle eye a passenger who did not swipe his/her transportation card and secretly tried to get a free ride.

I caught him outright.

“But Duke? “Your spirit has become clearer, but you look like your health is not good for some reason?”

“…yes?”

The noble abbot paused. Originally, this was the time to naturally step down, but the crown prince continued to ask questions openly, so out of courtesy, I couldn’t do so.

Because the royal family asked. Shouldn’t you give an answer?

“What do you mean, my health doesn’t seem to be good…?”

“Perhaps. Don’t you sometimes feel extreme pain in your toes when you sleep at night?”

“yes?”

“As if an invisible devil was cruelly biting my big toe, it was hot and swollen, and the bone was throbbing as if it were being crushed. The pain was so painful that I thought it would be better to cut off the entire toe or even the ankle.”

“That…”

“On rare occasions, if you forget, that kind of pain will come up. Once the pain starts, it can last for three or four days or more in severe cases. Every time, I called my doctor and tried to heal him, but I couldn’t get any specific prescription. I barely managed to survive by taking medication to soothe the pain. Is that correct?”

“….”

Noble Abbot Estoc kept his mouth shut. It was exactly as the crown prince said. I got goosebumps.

I’ve never really told anyone about my pain. How could the crown prince know so much about it? Could it be that he bribed his doctor?

However, it was not only the noble abbot who felt goosebumps rising. The same was true for many of the other nobles around him.

While everyone was listening to Raquiel’s explanation of symptoms disguised as a greeting(?), I unconsciously touched the skin that had grown on my forearm.

And on the other hand, I thought, is that exactly my story? Called.