The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 348

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 348

Episode 348 I increase my height (1)

There is a saying that it is the inverse of square footage.

Anyone who has moved a lot will know this. When you move from a small house to a spacious house, you feel better. A new feeling fills you. But surprisingly, that feeling doesn’t last long. You will get used to it quickly. After living there for just a month or two, the larger area feels natural.

But what about the opposite case?

It’s a little different.

When you move from a spacious house to a narrow house, you feel a distinct sense of displacement. Discomfort fills you. Even that discomfort rarely goes away. I can’t even get used to it. Every time I feel cramped and uncomfortable, I miss the spacious house I used to live in.

And that uncomfortable feeling rarely goes away until you move into a larger house like before. As I live, I just keep thinking more and more about my uncomfortable and spacious house.

Every time, I get angry. I feel stressed every time. A feeling that makes you clenched your fists and promise yourself that someday you will move to a larger house again. That is the inverse feeling of pyeongsu.

However, this sense of adverse effect works similarly in almost all fields.

‘They say that even if you drive a luxury sedan and lower the class, you will feel a sharp change in ride quality. Or just take the KTX and then take the Rose of Sharon or Saemaeul train. Or, a person who only eats the spicy flavor of steamed ramen accidentally tries the mild flavor.’

In all cases, a sense of reversal is felt.

That is a natural human psychology.

But… I guess that also applies to the height of the body felt by the soul.

– narrow. It’s cramped. No, it’s short. oh my god. I wonder how a person’s legs can be this short. How on earth did you walk around the world with legs like these? Do dwarves live their lives in this way? It’s so uncomfortable that it’s surprising and interesting.

‘….’

stop.

– To get around with these leg lengths, you probably had to take three steps while others take two, right? Or maybe I had to force myself to lengthen my stride unnaturally. In any case, it wouldn’t have been comfortable, so you must have had a very difficult life.

‘….’

That’s it.

– That’s not all. The legs are short, but the waist is unnecessarily long. Should I say that is a fortunate thing? At least when I sat on the chair, I would have been at the same eye level as others. But again… haha, why is the neck so short? Why is the head so big?

‘….’

Stop it, you crazy person.

– But the biggest problem seems to be the length that integrates the entire body. Too short. I can’t straighten my legs or rest my neck comfortably. Having to bend over and fit myself inside this short shell, with such a short body, is this not a real torture or curse?

‘Uh oh. Mr. Real.’

Eventually, Rachiel could no longer bear it and stopped the prince’s diss.

‘I’m not short because I wanted to be born short. Let’s do it in moderation. yes?’

– But…

‘But what. what.’

– You’re excited. Was being told you were short really that insulting? I just calmly told it as it was.

‘That hurts more!’

I think it would have been better if it had been said with malicious intent. The prince’s soul was so pure(?) and he said those words so calmly, which made me feel even more deeply in my heart.

Rakiel spoke, trying to shake off the sadness of the past when he had to live as a hobbit.

‘But if I wear insoles, my weight is over 170?’

– …What is an insole?

‘There is such a thing. anyway! ‘That’s not important now!’

– then?

‘For now, I think I’ve found the cause. ‘The fundamental cause of the synchro-goza incident.’

– no way.

‘that’s right. I think it’s because of my natural short stature that you were complaining about so much just now.’

– also.

…As expected, it’s a mess!

Rachiel explained, trying to suppress the feeling of crying again.

‘Whew. listen carefully. Here’s what I deduced: When I lived as Lee Han, my body was 168cm. My soul was attuned to it. So when my soul entered your 176 cm tall body, I didn’t feel uncomfortable. No, it must have been quite comfortable. Because it’s wider. ‘It’s like moving from a small house to a big house.’

– I guess so. So… did I experience the opposite?

‘yes.’

That’s it.

The reverse experience of pyeongsu.

The uncomfortable feeling that comes from that.

A state of not being able to get used to the discomfort.

‘Your soul’s senses were attuned to your height of 176cm. For over 20 years. But in an instant, I was forced into a small body about 8cm long. So it’s uncomfortable. Like you said, I can’t straighten my legs or back and have to spend the whole time hunched over.’

Will I be able to get used to that discomfort?

no.

As time goes by, instead of getting used to it, it will become more uncomfortable and painful. As if being punished. It’s as if the longer you are punished, the more the muscles in your body become twisted, tense, numb, and painful.

The prince’s soul is probably in the same state.

‘I think that’s the fundamental cause of the lack of synchronization.’

– Phew. is it. So what should I do from now on? Is it really necessary to suffer and be locked up in this horrendously short prison forever?

‘….’

– This… this is so cruel. What crime have I committed that I have to suffer like this? What on earth did I do wrong to be punished like this? I have lived my whole life suffering from illness, so why on earth is this short physical prison tormenting me?

‘….’

– Tell me. And help me. Save me from this terrible punishment!

‘Ah-oh. Seed. There’s nothing I can’t say in front of the person who lived with that short body.’

– But…

‘But what. what.’

– ….

‘I think the crown prince has a problem with communication skills. Is it because I have lived my whole life being praised? ‘It seems like you lack awareness of how your words make the other person feel.’

– Is that something like that?

‘of course. So, when you talk. Also consider the feelings of the listener. ‘I’m short, my legs are short, just say things like that in moderation.’

– Were you very… offended because of what I said?

‘You call that a horse?’

– I’m sorry.

‘That’s it. ‘Resolution is the priority now, so let’s focus on that.’

Rachiel drew a line.

Actually, it was better.

It’s much better now than when I was at a loss and didn’t even know the cause. At least we can devise measures tailored to the cause.

‘To summarize, the reason is the height difference. To be precise, the reason is that your soul feels the discomfort of reverse experience because my original body is short. So you just have to solve that.’

– how?

‘The best thing is for you to just change your mind and adapt. Is that possible?’

– no. never.

‘It’s nice to be honest. Then there is only one way left.’

– Something?

‘Increasing your height to the point where you don’t feel uncomfortable.’

Rakiel spoke clearly.

The prince’s soul was troubled.

– Is that possible?

‘perhaps?’

Rakiel shrugged his shoulders.

‘My original body height is 168cm. But now, because I’ve been lying down for four days, it’s gotten a little bigger. Thanks to you, I am currently 169.5cm.’

– Still, I don’t think it’s enough. About 6.5cm or so.

‘That’s right. But my body has always been a bit hunched.’

– Slouching?

‘uh. I don’t know if you know, but I used to be an Oriental medicine doctor. I sat in a chair all day studying. I spent a lot of time standing and hunched over inserting needles into patients’ bodies. So, the basic turtle neck is that the shoulders are rolled, the pelvis is twisted, and the spine is slightly curved. Well, it’s an occupational disease that almost all Oriental medicine doctors experience.’

– As I was listening, I felt like my legs were shaped like an X.

‘…answer.’

– Does this mean that if you straighten out those messy, curved parts, you will grow taller?

‘maybe? Of course, it doesn’t mean there are no problems.’

– What if it’s a problem?

‘My guess is that even if you straighten out all the curved parts and find the hidden height, the limit would be around 172cm.’

– Then, isn’t it still 4cm short? Moreover, the height that was temporarily increased like that would have decreased again. Am I going to suffer again?

‘You don’t know that. Once you are satisfied and in sync, you have to hope that you will get used to it from then on. Anyway, even if you increase it to the maximum, there is a way to make up for the 4cm shortfall in height.’

– The insole I mentioned earlier?

‘no.’

Rakiel shook his head.

Insoles do not work.

Because that’s not body height. Because now I need to stretch my body itself. So, in order to overcome the impossible limit of 4cm….

‘Just watch. ‘Because there is a way.’

Rachiel smiled meaningfully and ended the conversation with the prince’s spirit. And then I looked to the side. There were friends Wonho and Eunsu waiting(?) there.

I told the guys.

“I’m going to start treatment now, but I think I’m going to need a lot of your help.”

“How can I help?”

Wonho asked.

I smiled brightly at the guy.

“For now, let’s both of you hide inside the hospital, in the bathroom or wherever. Until night.”

“…uh?”

“why?”

Wonho and Eunsu are embarrassed.

“I think the three of us will have to hold on to my original body and do physical therapy. But you can’t get caught by the nurses. yes?”

“…Oh, right.”

“That’s right.”

“So you have to hide. They told me to hide somewhere until night and then sneak into the hospital room. “I’m going to start physical therapy secretly at night.”

“Really… is that okay?”

“Hey, what if we get caught?”

“Then I’ll write to the nurse. “A ticket to lies.”

Rachiel reassured her two friends, whose complexions darkened. There are only two Lie tickets left, so I want to save them as much as possible, but I will have to use them when necessary.

“So please help me.”

In the end, the two friends nodded. And each of them recalled the memories(?) of casting cloaking burrows while avoiding the eyes of the guards in their later days as sergeants, and moved around looking for a place to hit the ground running.

Time passed quickly like that.

Night has come.

When the two friends unpacked their burrows and crept back to the hospital room, it was long after the lights had been turned off in the rooms and only the nurses on night duty remained.

“Everyone worked hard. “Then let’s get started.”

Rachiel greeted the two friends warmly and gave them instructions in a whisper.

“Wonho. You are here. Go to the bedside and hold both arms. Are you Eunsu? “You hold on to your legs.”

“…eight?”

“leg?”

“quickly.”

The two friends moved to their respective seats. Wonho grabbed Lee Han’s arms at his bedside and ordered him to cheer. Eunsu grabbed both ankles.

Rachiel instructed.

“Pull.”

“uh?”

“Fuck, I’m craving it.”

“…uh?”

“hurry.”

“…!”

The two friends pull Lee Han’s body with all their force from both sides, without knowing why, but doing as they are told!

Eventually, Rakiel moved.

Your original body being forcibly stretched like a tug-of-war rope. I stretched out my hands towards that spine. And then the Chuna Technique skill was activated.

Ding dong!

[Skill: Chuna Technique (Lv.6) is activated.]

[Chuna Technique skill option ?: Lego Assembly skill is activated passively as well.]

[Skill-only option ?: Lego Assembly Technique – Manipulate the desired target’s joints to your heart’s content. You can. Dislocations and fractures become more skillful, and the power consumption required for Chuna therapy is reduced by 50%. When this technology reaches its ultimate level, it can be developed into spinal replacement surgery.]

Doo-gi-doo! Wow! Toot toot too!

The moment when the LEGO building skill option is activated.

Especially the moment when the ability to dislocate is demonstrated.

While sleeping, Lee Han’s spinal joints were carefully and minutely dislocated and began to slowly stretch like fried sweet and sour pork with sauce.