The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 231

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 231

Episode 231 It’s a hospital because it hurts (1)

Gout.

A disease caused by excessive uric acid accumulating in the body. Gout is a hellish symptom caused by sharp uric acid crystals deposited mainly in joints, especially the big toe.

Gout hurts.

It really hurts.

Only people who have been sick know this.

Seizures usually begin at night or early in the morning while sleeping. I have nightmares. It is a dream of a wild beast, dinosaur, monster, etc. chewing off the toes with their fangs and turning them into rags.

At times like that, I groan because it hurts so much even while I’m dreaming. I wake up in a cold sweat. When I finally realize that the painful moment was just a dream, I try to feel relieved… but then I realize that the pain continues in reality, and I am horrified.

At the same time, I attain a devastating second realization. A distant feeling of despair that the pain I felt in my dream was just a tutorial for a sample.

That’s how painful gout is. Even once a seizure begins, it rarely ends. In severe cases, it can last for more than a week. It doesn’t matter whether you’re always healthy, a man with a lot of muscle, or the ultimate weapon on Earth. It hurts so much that even grown adults want to cry.

Of course, the same was true for the numerous noble men gathered in the banquet hall of the villa. In fact, the majority of them already had gout. Thanks to this, I also had a rich(?) experience of spending the night crying and soaking the blanket in tears without others knowing.

The cause was simple.

‘Everyone eats well and lives well.’

Rachiel glanced.

The surrounding nobles are looking this way. Most of the faces were plump and had a lot of shine. The same goes for the body. Even people who are relatively well-controlled are at least overweight. Most of them boasted a typical, mildly obese body.

You’ve probably enjoyed a rich and fatty diet every day. After the meal, you would have indulged in unlimited sweet desserts along with fragrant alcohol.

It was obvious even without looking at the exercise.

‘It’s probably just horseback riding or hunting. Even if it is quite intense, is it at the level of hobby-level swordsmanship? There are probably very few people who do full-scale strength training or cardio. ‘Because exercise that makes you sweat profusely is considered frivolous.’

In other words, most of the nobles gathered here had eating habits and lifestyles that were perfect for contracting adult diseases. The body that was immediately visible was proof of that.

The results of acupoint scanning were also similar. Signs of abnormality and deformation of the big toe joint were already seen in the majority of the patients. The result of the deposition of uric acid crystals was also captured as a disordered flow of energy and blood.

‘It’s just typical gout.’

The noble abbot in front of me was also like that. So I exchanged greetings with Director Noble and pretended to ask how he was doing while diagnosing the symptoms of gout.

Then?

As expected, the noble abbot’s pupils were shaking as he danced the hula. At the same time, there was also a hint of doubt.

‘You must be wondering how I know about your symptoms.’

The expressions of other nobles looking this way were similar. Everyone is secretly agitated. It was successful in attracting attention.

So what now?

I guess we should lightly spread more attractive rice cakes so that they can visit the villa’s oriental medicine clinic.

“Duke of Estoc? “That is the disease called gout.”

“…yes?”

The noble director was shocked.

Rachiel said without hesitation.

“In other words, it is called ‘Caesar’s disease’ that only the wealthy get, and in some far-off region it is also called ‘Yeokjeolpung (???).’ Anyway, it’s a pretty nasty disease. The causes are also quite diverse. “More than anything, it hurts like hell.”

“What is that….”

“To summarize, uric acid is the fundamental cause. “Uric acid is produced excessively, its excretion is impeded, or the uric acid concentration in the blood changes suddenly, causing uric acid to accumulate in the joints in the form of crystals, causing inflammation and causing pain.”

“….”

“Well, I can feel the signs of this disease as soon as I see the Duke. “Didn’t the Duke’s doctor always tell you things like this?”

“Oh yeah. Of course, I was advised to be careful several times.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Noble Abbot Estok smiled naturally and nodded. But deep down? I wiped away the cold sweat.

That kind of advice to your doctor?

Actually, I’ve never heard of it.

This was the first time I heard that uric acid was the cause of the pain that brought tears to my eyes at the mere touch of the blanket. So, his doctor had never pinpointed the cause of his pain! I just gave her painkiller-like medication every time the pain hit me!

‘But… the crown prince is looking into the cause of my symptoms? Without even examining you? ‘We just exchanged greetings?’

I got a little goosebumps.

It was strange. How did they find out about it when they had never been properly examined? It was so strange that I couldn’t understand it.

But… the problem was that the symptoms the crown prince described were very similar to his own. As if he had clearly seen himself suffering from pain.

‘Is that… possible?’

The noble abbot was troubled.

However, it was not noticeable on the outside. This was because he felt that if he showed surprise at the Crown Prince’s diagnosis right now, his future political actions would be troubled.

‘It’s obvious. You shouldn’t get caught up in the prince’s words. Ah. Don’t get in trouble.’

The moment he accepts those words, he will have to visit the villa’s oriental medicine clinic for the crown prince’s sake. But will the visit last just once? no. Absolutely not.

‘Once you receive a diagnosis at the Oriental Medicine Clinic… and receive a prescription… from then on, the relationship between doctor and patient is established. I will have to keep going in and out of the villa to get medical check-ups. then? Will others truly view my visit to the villa?’

no.

Absolutely not.

All nobles will give additional meaning to their visit to their villa. The head of the noble family officially supports the crown prince. They said they were standing in line.

‘At this point… that’s difficult.’

The noble director shook his head inwardly.

Of course, the crown prince’s position was stronger than before. He won the battle against the 2nd Prince and achieved enough achievements to receive praise.

But I wasn’t sure yet. When I think about whether the Crown Prince will eventually attain the throne… I started off thinking that I still couldn’t be sure.

‘The crown prince has been in and out of hospital for the past 20 years. It is said that he has regained his health quite a bit recently, but you never know when his old illness may come back.’

You may get sick again and faint. You could die without even getting the throne. But what if you were standing in line with the crown prince at that point?

It’s over.

His political standing is also at an end. They will be pushed to the outskirts of power. You will have to give space to your political opponents.

‘So now is the time to choose to watch from a reasonable distance rather than lining up for the crown prince.’

After completing the calculation, the Duke of Estoc, the noble abbot, bowed his head with a calm expression.

“I really don’t know what to do with Your Majesty’s grateful request and concern for my shortcomings. “However, the matter that Your Highness has informed us of is something we have already received attention from our doctor on several occasions and are working hard to manage.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, Your Highness. However, I am truly grateful that Your Majesty is concerned about my health and has once again awakened my awareness.”

“okay. “I am fortunate to have a competent doctor.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty. “If you do that, I’ll be done…”

The noble leader naturally bowed and withdrew, succeeding in relieving pressure(?). The other nobles also made an effort to act foolishly.

It was from then on.

The banquet went on as if nothing had happened, as if Rachiel’s diagnosis and remarks had occurred. The result was almost complete no response.

But Rakiel didn’t care one bit.

Rather, I took it for granted.

‘I knew it.’

I expected it to be like this. Smell power. funambulism. Because that is an essential skill(?) for nobles. It was natural that no noble would react naively to the amount of rice cake that had just been sprinkled on them.

But…

‘Is it really possible to remain unresponsive even when a gout attack occurs?’

Absolutely not.

For example, the noble abbot who is sipping wine right now is like this. This is true of a noble man eating top-quality shrimp next to him. A rough estimate could be made through acupoint scanning. Some of them will suffer from gout attacks within a few days.

‘I’m sure you’ve experienced the pain of a gout attack before. But… I already found out from me the cause of my symptoms that even my doctor couldn’t pinpoint… Will I really be able to endure it while relying on painkillers that don’t work as well as before?’

no.

There will be very few people who can do that. Rakiel raised his glass with confidence. He smiled leisurely at the nobles who were trying their best to pretend like nothing was wrong and put on poker faces.

“In the name of the crown prince, I command you all to enjoy your night.”

And see you again at the clinic in a few days.

confidence.

Or a clear premonition.

Of course, his prediction came true. It didn’t even take a few days.

?

“…Keuhum?”

It was the night after the banquet.

In the early morning, when the dusk had not yet begun to set in, the noble abbot was asleep, drenched in moderate intoxication.

felt good. I also liked the long-awaited banquet. The food was to my taste and the alcohol was fragrant. Although I was a little concerned about the crown prince’s subtle tricks, I didn’t mind because such psychological warfare was commonplace in this area.

Thanks to you, I had a pleasant dream. The whole world was colored in pastel colors. I flew through the beautiful light purple sky. A childlike laugh came out. happy. Until a sudden pain bit my foot.

…Kwajak!

“Okay?”

It was a sudden pain. I looked down in surprise. I saw a shark. He was biting his right foot with his awl-like teeth. No, I was chewing it. Feet that have already become rags. Tattered flesh and exposed bones. Fresh blood pouring out in tears.

The shark shook its whole body. The raw flesh was torn into a thousand pieces. crashed. Under. further down. The beautiful pastel sky was already gone. There is only the endless sea of blood threatening to swallow you up below.

with a plop!

“…Ugh!”

A sea of fear soaked in blood, the depth of which cannot be measured. The moment the red-hot waves hit him, the nobleman woke up screaming. I suddenly raised my upper body. Cold sweat was already on my forehead. I let out a rough breath and pulled away the blanket. He looked at his right foot first.

It was fine.

It was a dream.

It was the moment when I was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

“town?”

A sharp pain that I was not aware of hit my right foot. No, I tore it open as if tearing raw flesh. It was a terrible pain that made my spine cringe.

“That ugh?”

The noble director felt goosebumps rising all over his body. That’s the pain. It is a hellish pain that I have already experienced several times. Nevertheless, it is such a painful pain that even the attending physician cannot find the cause.

‘What… oh…!’

He took a deep breath. Even the moment the blanket touched my feet, it hurt. I felt like I was being cut by a knife. Even my exhaled breath hurt my skin! Tears and moans naturally flowed alternately. My whole body curled up like a chrysalis and I groaned.

My wife woke up from her sleep.

“honey? honey!”

The Duchess was horrified. I realized it at the same time. It was the sight of my husband, whom I had seen several times. What did you do before at times like this?

She tugged at the bedside rope. A clear bell rang loudly. The bedroom door opened. The butler who was on standby in charge of the night hurriedly came in.

“What’s going on? Should I call my doctor?”

The Duchess tried to say so.

But it was that moment.

“no!”

Duke Estoc, who was groaning, shouted and waved his hands. Then he gave an unexpected command.

“Get the carriage… carriage… ready.”

“yes?”

The butler tilted his head.

A carriage?

this time?

Why are you so covered in cold sweat?

“A carriage? Where are you going to visit at this late hour?…”

“Villa Palace… To the Oriental Medicine Clinic.” “I’m going to see Your Majesty, so hurry!”

The Duke of Estoc shouted, breaking into a cold sweat.

The pain makes me want to cut my foot off. This pain that I don’t even know the cause of. But if I call my doctor… will this be solved?

‘no.’

Probably not.

As usual, your doctor will only give you a strange potion made from crushed herbs that are said to be effective in pain relief. Then, you’ll still be suffering as usual and relying on painkillers that you don’t know if they’re effective or not.

I didn’t like that.

I hated it even more because I had experienced it.

I was just so sick of it.

But what was the crown prince like at the banquet hall earlier?

‘You pointed out my symptoms in detail as if you had looked into them. Even the cause.’

Point out the symptoms.

Infer the cause.

If that were possible, wouldn’t it be possible to treat it? Or at least, wouldn’t it be possible to liberate oneself a little from this hellish pain?

‘Besides, since it was such an ambitious time… it actually worked out well. ‘My entry into the villa won’t be noticed by anyone!’

There shouldn’t be any.

I wish there wasn’t one.

No, it doesn’t matter.

I feel like I won’t get sick if I go to the villa. Political calculation? Tightrope walking? I feel like I’m going to die from pain right now, so what’s the use?

In this way, the noble abbot, Estoke, succumbed to the immense pain caused by a gout attack and decided to make a surprise move to starvation.