The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 460

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 460

Episode 460 Cause of crooked posture (2)

“Your Majesty, aren’t you suffering because you have a super-ultra pimple… or rather, a pustular boil on your right buttock?”

“…What?”

flinch!

Emperor Asterion Testarossa Magentano flinched without even realizing it. I couldn’t help it. Because I hit the nail on the head. Because I can’t think of anything to refute. Because I didn’t know that my eldest son would match his symptoms.

‘This… how?’

The emperor’s face opened slightly. He suddenly remembered. This terrible and annoying disease has been secretly tormenting me since the second half of last year.

At first it was just a minor rash.

Right buttocks.

It’s a little inside(?) there too.

That’s why it’s really embarrassing to show off to others.

For some reason, a fairly large pimple appeared there. I wondered what was going on. I also thought that I was really unlucky. So I just left it alone. To your doctor? Didn’t even inform me. It was funny to make a fuss over just a minor pimple, and it was also manly because it was a small area.

‘When the pimples got a little ripe, I wanted to cut them, but…’

I held back.

No, I gave it a try.

But it failed.

The depth of the pimple was deeper than I thought. So no matter how much I pressed, it didn’t squeeze. I just felt sick for no reason. So I put it back. I thought that if I left it alone, like the pimples that appear on my face, it would grow and subside on its own.

That prediction was correct.

The ripe rash was a bit annoying for about two days. I just held on for a moment and it soon subsided. Then I thought that was it. And forgot. The very existence of the pimple that had sprouted on the inside of the buttocks. I firmly believed that I would never see him like that again.

‘But…’

That was just a hasty reassurance.

My prediction turned out to be wrong.

It’s only been about a month since the rash from before has subsided. A pimple appeared again in the same spot. It ripened red like the apples that warm the hearts of farmers during harvest season.

But there was a strange fact.

The size of the pimple that had sprouted in the same spot… felt like it was slightly larger than before.

‘Until then, I thought it was a simple illusion…’ But

that thought was also spectacularly wrong.

It wasn’t an illusion.

The pimple was more swollen than before. It became more annoying and painful. But I still couldn’t think of squeezing it out. This was because the pimple was located much deeper than the skin.

However, I didn’t even inform my doctor. Since it was a place where even the anus could be slightly visible, I didn’t have the courage(?) to make it known.

So I endured it. Fortunately, the rash lasted about 3-4 days and then subsided on its own. Only then did I relax. I comforted myself by thinking that I would never again fall victim to such a nasty coincidence. And about 3 weeks later, I was forced to realize it when I saw a slightly larger rash in the same spot again.

This is no coincidence.

It’s inevitable.

“….”

It was from then on.

The emperor had to suffer pain that could not be revealed to anyone because of the pimples that gradually grew and sprouted in the same spot every three weeks to one month. Even, each time the pimple was resurrected(?), the period of its heyday became longer. It became more uncomfortable and painful.

Thanks to you, now it’s been about half a year and my seventh pimple has sprouted? It got to the point where I couldn’t even sit upright in a chair. It hurt. I felt like I was going to go crazy just by the chair touching the rash area. no. To be honest, I felt like I would scream if my underwear even touched me!

“…Actually, I went through that process.”

“So you’re saying you’re still in that much pain?”

“That’s right.”

“….”

The emperor’s gloomy expression reveals his story(?) only after being bitten on both the left and right! Only then did Rachiel become convinced that her guess was correct.

“Whew. “It looks like it’s not just a pimple.”

“I guess so. What did you say earlier? Super ultra….”

“It’s not a pimple, it’s a pustular boil.”

“Pustular… boil?”

“That’s right.”

Rachiel nodded.

And he spoke to the emperor, who was still sitting crookedly, unable to even put one of his buttocks on the stool.

“To put it simply, it is an infection caused by anaerobic bacteria and excessive development of the sebaceous glands, resulting in an inflamed pus pocket forming inside the skin.”

“Pus…pocket?”

“Yes, Your Majesty. The cause of occurrence is different from a simple rash. Moreover, once a pus pocket has formed, it never disappears naturally.”

“So the boil got angry repeatedly?”

“That is so, Your Majesty.”

Rachiel nodded.

Pustular boils.

To be exact, a sebaceous cyst.

This isn’t just a pimple. In fact, it is a much more serious disease. Above all, the worst thing about this disease is that it is almost impossible to treat by simply taking medication.

‘Usually people think it’s just a pimple and try to pop it at home. But that’s pretty much impossible. The sebum sac itself is often located under the dermis, so it is very deep. Besides, salting it doesn’t solve the problem.’

Even if you go through a lot of trouble at home, there is almost a 100% chance of it happening again. No matter how much you squeeze, pus will form again. This is because the sebum sac itself, which causes pus, remains inside.

And the truth is, the more you make it, the worse the situation becomes. This is because the sebum sac and nearby blood vessels are damaged during the clumsy squeezing process, causing secondary infection.

But what if you just endure and do nothing?

There is no answer to that either.

The pus pocket grows larger and larger, eventually burrowing into the muscle layer below. Along with extensive damage to the muscles, pus and bacteria spread into the blood. You may suffer from high fever and, in really severe cases, die from sepsis.

‘So there is only one fundamental solution.’

Go straight to the hospital and have surgery. In reality, most patients who suffer from serious sebaceous cysts go to the hospital because the pain is so severe that they can no longer endure it after going through all sorts of hardships.

‘In that case, go to the surgery, not the local dermatologist. If, like Emperor Lee, the area is on the buttocks, especially near the anus, inflammation and pus due to hemorrhoids may be the cause, so you should definitely go to an anal surgeon and get an ultrasound examination.’

That is the truth.

Also, because there was no such treatment, many people had to die from these sebaceous cysts in the past. Only the powerless and moneyless people? no. The king also died.

‘Something comes up sometimes when you study Korean history. Gyeon Hwon of Later Baekje died because a boil on his back burst. It’s also in the Annals of the Joseon Dynasty. There are countless records showing that Munjong, Seongjong, Hyojong, and Jeongjo died of boils, and that 12 kings, including Sejo and Gwanghaegun, suffered from boils.’

It was a disease for which even the kings who received the best medical care of their time had no answer. In the past, pustular boils and sebaceous cysts were common yet scary diseases for which there was rarely an answer.

‘You must have worked hard.’

Rachiel clicked her tongue inwardly as she looked at the emperor. But a pity is a pity. Now I need to give you some harsh words.

“your majesty. “May I dare to say something?”

“Hmm? “What did you say?”

“Why are you so irresponsible?”

“…what?”

The emperor was startled.

What did his son just say? Even after hearing it with my own ears, I couldn’t believe it. Honestly, I thought I might have heard wrong.

“What did you just say?”

“I asked how you could be so irresponsible.”

“What is that…”

“Your Majesty is the one who controls the fate and well-being of hundreds of millions of people, including this imperial family. But why did you suffer from such a serious illness and not inform your doctor about it?”

“what? “It was…”

“Was it because of shame?”

“….”

Oh, that’s right.

It was so true that I couldn’t think of anything to refute. Thanks to this, even while I was speechless for a moment, the sad and direct words of my son, the Crown Prince, were deeply pierced in my heart.

“I am truly disappointed. Your Majesty, the Emperor whom I have always admired, was a person who considered governance related to the interests and well-being of the Imperial Family and Empire more important than anything else. But what is this matter this time? “Aren’t you ignoring your Majesty’s health, which is the most important thing to protect, just because of your personal feelings of embarrassment and shame?”

“….”

“I have learned that any feelings of personal shame and humiliation, even if they belong to the ruler, should not take priority over the interests and well-being of the imperial family and empire. “I come from hearing and seeing Your Majesty’s words and example directly from Your Majesty, not from anyone else.”

“….”

“But Your Majesty did not actually put your teachings into practice properly. Therefore, by neglecting and fostering such a serious illness for nearly half a year, you have posed a threat to the interests and well-being of the imperial family and the empire.”

“….”

Oh, that’s true.

Still, the big pimple on the buttocks is a bit…

“Are you sure that you still think that the disease that is bothering Your Majesty is just a minor pimple?”

“No, that is….”

“I am truly disappointed, Your Majesty.”

“….”

What is this situation where Galgum is reversed?

The emperor felt something had become distant. Until now, he had always lived with the pleasure of longing for, pressuring, and testing his son. But now, upon reuniting with my son for the first time in a long time, I was struck by an unexpected blow, and an indescribable feeling arose.

It was… a kind of satisfaction I had never felt before.

“Huh huh? Hehehe! “Hehehehehe!”

A big happy laugh naturally burst out.

“What is so funny?”

I was proud to see my son so openly dissatisfied. It was truly reassuring to see him dare to say everything he wanted to say in front of me. After seeing that, I finally felt strong confidence.

Now you are ready too.

Now you are qualified.

‘Ready to take over my position. He is qualified to sit on the throne and handle the imperial power appropriately. Finally. at las. Heh heh heh heh heh heh!’

The emperor’s eyes filled with happiness as he looked at Rachiel.

But Rakiel didn’t care.

For now, it was just important to point out, from a medical perspective, the anger(?) towards the emperor who had neglected his own health so much.

‘You can’t just ignore something like this. Because the emperor is important. If this nobleman falls ill, from then on all of the royal family’s affairs will become my responsibility.’

…I don’t want to be bombarded with work that I have no intention of taking on.

So it was.

“I guess it won’t work out. “Your Majesty’s illness is not something that can be postponed, so we must call your Majesty’s doctor and Sir Gardin of the villa right away and begin the surgery.”

“…what? surgery?”

“That’s right.”

The Emperor’s laughter stopped at the word ‘surgery’. The ruler of the empire asked a common question that most patients ask when they hear about surgery.

“What kind of surgery do you mean…?”

I felt anxious at times.

You put a knife to your body.

If so, what about the bottom?

It was then.

Rakiel responded calmly, as if it was completely natural.

“Should I just cut open the buttocks, pull out all the pus, wash it off, and cut out the pus pocket inside?”

…I flinch.

Ruler of a vast empire.

The emperor’s shoulders flinched involuntarily and he accumulated a stack for the second time.