The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 362

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 362

Episode 362. Historical feat (2)

‘I have to… do it.’

There are many things you can’t do. There are many times when you are blocked by a wall that is impossible to overcome, regardless of your will. Everyone is like that. Frustrated, sick, broken, falling, struggling, but still living.

I don’t know for sure, but I think my parents were like that too.

‘I am…’

Boiling heat.

Goosebumps.

Inside, Rachiel was breathing heavily. I need to wake up. I need to open my eyes. I need to complete the decoction. I shouted to myself. But the more I did, the deeper my consciousness fell into the bottomless pit.

Falling into an endless well. Darkness covered everywhere. Numerous fragments of unconsciousness and memories passed by, grazing and scratching all over my body like shards of glass. Days where we laughed and talked trivially. Sometimes the days were painful. okay. There was a day like now when I had a severe fever and was in pain.

Suddenly I remembered.

“….”

The fever was boiling all night long. I couldn’t get up. But it was okay. Because every time I opened my eyes through a blur of consciousness, my parents were by my side. Because you stayed by my side. It wasn’t scary. Is that still the case? I hope so. I hope you at least give me a round of applause for the hard work I’m doing right now.

…match! Wow! match!

Did someone grant my wish?

Rakiel flinched in his clouded consciousness. Applause was heard from somewhere. At first I thought it was an auditory hallucination. But it wasn’t. A sound that continues to be heard. Clap clap, the sound that rings together every time our heart beats.

‘who…?’

I couldn’t figure it out. But somehow I felt energized. Is this what it feels like to be encouraged by someone?

‘You have to wake up.’

Rakiel reflected on his will. You can’t give up here. It was a miraculous situation in which the substance that could suppress the coronavirus was found in a mere sweet potato leaf. But what if you fail to take advantage of this opportunity? I don’t think I’ll be able to close my eyes even when I die.

‘I can still do it.’

Should be. You have to do it. I ground my teeth. In my dazed consciousness, my resolve burned. I clenched my weak fist. My whole body was shaking. My body, which wanted to lie down and rest like this, was at war with my will to get up.

It was difficult.

However, the applause continued without stopping. I tapped his shoulder. As if encouraging. As if giving strength. As if shouting that you can do it.

“…Ugh!”

Rachiel finally opened her eyes. I hit the floor with my fist. But surprisingly, the floor was soft. It was strange. A little while ago, this person fell on the bare floor. I fainted as I felt that hard, cold, rough texture on my cheek.

But why is the white, soft bottom of the sheet supporting me?

“Whoa.”

I swallowed my curiosity and took a deep breath. Then I realized that the sheets were all damp. Is it because I was sweating the whole time I was passed out? Next to me, I could see a wet towel wrapped around the bucket where I was standing. It looked like someone had placed it on his forehead.

…match! match! match!

The sound of applause is still heard from somewhere. A metallic clanking noise could also be heard mixed in between them. Rachiel raised her head, suppressing dizziness. Thanks to this, I was finally able to find out where I was. It was a bedroom.

“under.”

How much time has passed since I fainted? I may have been lying down longer than I thought. My condition was still terrible. In one corner of my vision, a red warning light kept blinking in an annoying way. It was a warning message that the coronavirus had worsened to a severe level.

“….”

But I can’t just stand around like this. Rachiel stumbled out of bed. Every step I took felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. A ringing tinnitus rang in my ears. Nevertheless, the applause from earlier was clearly audible.

What on earth are you talking about?

Rachiel left the bedroom. A hallway unique to Maryong Cave unfolded. The sound of applause came from one of the many doors lining the hallway.

kitchen.

This was the place where he repeatedly experimented with concocting herbal medicine before passing out.

‘Who on earth…’

is continuing to clap in the kitchen? Moreover, what is the clanking metallic noise that oddly matches the sound of applause?

Rakiel opened the kitchen door, feeling a surge of curiosity. And saw. Damian and Dragon King Berkis sitting on the kitchen floor and clapping hard. In front of them, Living Armor is breaking dancing with all its might to the beat of applause.

“….”

Damn, I’m not fully asleep yet.

Rachiel rubbed her eyelids and roughly washed her face. And then I heard his eyes become a little clearer. Thanks to you, I was able to witness it. The steadfast appearance of Living Armor, who turns the windmill as if possessed by a steel b-boy.

“…What are you doing now?”

Finally, I couldn’t bear it anymore and asked.

At that question, Damian and Berkis’ applause stopped. Living Armor also stopped windmilling and took a perfectly angled freezing position.

“What are you doing? “I’m making a decoction.”

The answer came from Dragon King Berkis. Before I knew it, I couldn’t help but notice the Dragon King’s expression as he turned towards me. Because he was wearing a mask, only his eyes were visible.

However, the Dragon King’s gaze was so calm. No, it was surprisingly serious. It was roughly like that, except for the posture in which he sat cross-legged on the floor and stopped clapping.

Rakiel tried to suppress the absurdity of going back down the gullet.

“Well… what is the connection between Living Armor breaking dancing to the beat of applause and brewing a decoction?”

“There is a connection. “Did you pour decoction ingredients and water inside it?”

“…yes? “Inside Living Armor?”

“huh.”

Berkis’s next answer was even more shocking.

“Salamander is in there too? So, I’m boiling a bubbling decoction inside over an open fire.”

“….”

I was at a loss for words.

At that time, as if he had just heard the Dragon King’s explanation, a loud reply was heard from inside the Living Armor from a demonic beast presumed to be Salamander.

“Deodeok! Deodeodeok! Ufufu!”

“….”

There was nothing more to say.

It was then that Damian cautiously opened his mouth.

“Anyway, Your Highness, are you okay?”

“no. It’s not okay. Both body and mind.”

“My heart… why?”

“Would you feel at ease seeing something like this? “It’s not like you make a decoction like this.”

“But this is the method suggested by the Dragon King himself.”

“….”

“He said that if you boil the decoction at a high temperature and shake it vigorously for a long time, the medicine will come out better.”

“….”

“I referred to your Majesty’s repeated research on herbal medicine.”

“Are you planning on continuing my research?”

“yes. “I think it’s almost time. Please take a look at the results.”

“haha.”

Rachiel laughed, feeling both absurdity and gratitude. However, as Damian said, it would have been impossible to analyze the decoction made with Living Armor and Salamander on his own. This was because he did not do it himself.

‘The decoction preparation skill can only analyze the ingredients of the decoction that I made myself. Then….’

How can we analyze the ingredients of the decoction made with Living Armor? I thought for a moment. The answer came out without difficulty.

“How long has it been since you were a master?”

“yes? Umm, I think it’s about two hours.”

“Then it might still be a little lacking.”

“yes?”

“I think I need to boil it more.”

Rakiel responded calmly and sat a little away from Damian. Then, I took a clapping stance and looked at Dragon King Berkis.

“Can I put in the beats?”

“Do whatever you want?”

“yep.”

match!

I applauded.

Living Armor responded to the sound and relaxed its freezing posture as if it had been waiting.

match! match! match! Clap clap!

“Squeak! Squeak! “Squeak!”

“Deodeok! Deodeodeok! “Deo deo deo deo deo deo deo!”

“Oh my, you are doing well. Clap clap!”

Living Armor got excited and started break dancing to the applause beat that started again. The Salamander who was riding(?) inside also increased his firepower.

Clapping so hard. The herbal medicine preparation dance continues. In the middle, the Dragon King looks towards us and clicks his tongue, saying, ‘You were a bitch.’ What am I doing right now? I’m feeling a little confused. Finally, the message I had been waiting for came to mind.

Ding dong!

[Your sincerity and effort, including the enthusiastic applause beat, were effective.]

[Your efforts have been recognized as having made a sufficient contribution to the Living Armor style herbal medicine preparation process.]

[Your name has been officially added to the list of herbal medicine dispensers . It is registered as.]

[Decoction preparation skill option ?: Qualified to use ingredient analysis has been obtained.]

I did it.

The intention worked.

Rakiel secretly clenched his fists. He believed that if he participated in the preparation in any way, his name would be registered as a decoction preparation and his ingredients could be analyzed. So I tried it and it worked just as expected.

Of course, he did not have high expectations for the results of the ingredient analysis.

‘Well, it’s strange to have expectations like this from a decoction of woodang stew.’

But there must be something different.

Let’s take a quick look at the results.

Let’s continue my research again.

“ruler. I think that’s enough. Living Armor? “Can I see a little bit of the decoction that was made?”

“What? “Beep!”

Living Armor stopped the dance and brought out a treat. Then he opened the helmet slightly and tilted it like a kettle.

Squeak!

A light brown decoction flowing from the helmet and filling the bowl!

Amidst the still high fever and chills, Rakiel came to his senses. And without much anticipation, I stared at the decoction in the bowl.

Ding dong!

[The decoction you participated in was detected.]

[Decoction preparation skill option ?: Would you like to activate ingredient analysis?]

[YES / NO]

Of course, the choice was yes.

Soon the results came to mind.

[Yongwangbaegil water soup]

[Active ingredients: iron, beta-carotene, blah, blah, etc… This and that… Fenofibrate]

[Appearance: Light brown liquid]

[Efficacy and effect: Jayun blood pressure (????) Clearing blood and lowering blood sugar levels Interferon organic action Suppresses COVID-19 by interfering with the binding between the body’s ACE-2 receptor and the protruding protein of the SARS-CoV-2 virus]

As expected.

Up to this point, there was no significant difference from the experimental results so far. The effect of suppressing COVID-19 makes your heart flutter just by looking at it. But the problem was next.

‘Because the dosage was always 10,000 liters or something like that.’

It was a challenge that had not been overcome until now.

Of course, this time is no different….

‘Nothing… huh? ‘Huh?’

Rachiel, who was looking down without thinking, opened her eyes wide without realizing it.

[Dosage: Take 1 liter at a time, 3 times a day after meals]

“…Huh?”

wait for a sec.

1 liter?

It’s a bit much, but…

‘Is it worth drinking?’

I did it.

I did it.

With a sudden realization, Raquiel’s ears filled with cheers from all five organs.