The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine - Chapter 118

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 118

Episode 118 Bullshit behind my back (3)

Sigh.

The bloodletting tool glowed eerily. The soldier’s healthy veins were cut. Chandre’s eyes were full of confidence and stubbornness.

‘Good.’

Since ancient times, bad things should be removed from the body as much as possible. If there is bad energy in your body, you need to get it out. But what is the easiest thing to pull out of the body?

‘It’s blood.’

Blood is the source of life. The foundation that makes all life whole.

Therefore, he thought that if there was an illness or serious injury in the body, the blood would also be contaminated. No, actually, it wasn’t just his thoughts. That’s what I learned in college. Both his teacher and his teacher’s teacher inherited the same teachings.

‘So, of course, this type of treatment is the correct truth.’

All you need to do is drain the contaminated blood that has formed in your body. As much blood as possible must be extracted. Then, as much of the contaminated blood is drained, an empty space will be created in the body.

But what is life?

‘If there is an empty space, it fills up quickly. That’s life.’

An empty space created when contaminated blood escapes. New blood will fill that place. The freshly born, clean, pure blood will completely wash away all the illnesses in your body.

That’s it. Any illness will be cured. Even major injuries can be overcome quickly.

Chandre kept that belief firmly and kept busy. He held the bucket under the soldier’s forearm where he had just cut out a vein. It was a bucket to catch the blood.

But it was like that.

“…Hmm?”

The sleeping soldier frowned. Did my arm sting after being suddenly stabbed(?)? I slowly opened my eyes. It wasn’t long before his eyes began to widen.

“uh? “Huh?”

The soldier was surprised.

He was just sleeping well. He said the wound on his leg was sutured well. Fortunately, the muscles were put together well and amputation surgery would not be necessary. If you apply the ointment well and rest well, you will get better slowly. He had received encouragement and comfort from Army Surgeon Lee Han, who was called a ‘saint.’

So I was relieved.

He said he was sleeping soundly.

But when I woke up with a tingling sensation in my arm, blood was flowing!

“Uh, what is this…!”

The embarrassed soldier tried to get up. But a strong hand gently grabbed the soldier’s shoulder and pressed it.

“Shh.”

“…!”

“I am Surgeon Chandre. “I’m receiving treatment, so don’t act rashly.”

A military doctor. It was my first time seeing this face. The soldier looked alternately at his own bleeding forearm and at Chandre’s face.

“The old military doctor…is this you?”

“That’s right. “You are receiving my treatment.”

“But what about the military doctor over there?”

“hmm?”

“This is my first time seeing you…”

“I heard you were dispatched earlier during the day. why? “What’s strange?”

“Well… I had surgery earlier during the day.”

“so?”

“Doctor Rihan said I just need to rest now…”

“So?”

“Why are you suddenly visiting me in the middle of the night and draining blood from my forearm?…”

“So?”

“….”

“How dare you, a mere soldier, question my treatment as a military doctor?”

Chandre’s eyes narrowed. The soldier’s shoulders shrank.

“No, that’s not what I said…”

“Or?”

“I wasn’t told in advance that I would be receiving treatment like this…”

“Are you the only wounded soldier in this camp?”

“…yes?”

“How many people are injured? Do I have to tell them every single time that I will be receiving this or that treatment? “To a wounded soldier like you?”

“That’s…”

“Are you a nobleman?”

“Oh no.”

“no?”

“Yes, surgeon.”

“Then any treatment would be appreciated. If things were like normal, a wounded soldier like you without a family to show off would never dream of being treated by someone like me. Consider yourself lucky. okay?”

“….”

“okay?”

“I understand…”

The soldier lowered his head. Actually, I felt very uncomfortable and uncomfortable. I did not like the overbearing tone of the military doctor, whose name was Chandre, or his indifferent attitude. His attitude was very different from that of Dr. Leehan and Lord Gardin, who had treated him during the day.

‘They were just as kind to ordinary soldiers like me.’

Surgeon Rihan and Sir Gardin were different. I tried to listen closely to what part of the patient was injured and how. I tried not to leave out even a single detail about where and how it hurt. He would explain in detail what kind of treatment I would do in the future and what I should pay attention to.

But what about this military doctor named Chandre in front of me?

‘You’re acting like you’re doing me some kind of favor.’

I didn’t like it. But I couldn’t reveal it openly. Because he is literally just a soldier. It’s a much lower rank compared to a military doctor. It was best to just keep quiet and obey.

‘But is this treatment okay?…’

The soldier glanced at his forearm. The blood that had been flowing out from earlier was dripping into the bucket placed below. It was a strange feeling to see the blood coming out of my body.

My fingertips were numb. My toes were tingling. My lips felt increasingly cold. At that moment, the light from the oil lamp that illuminated the inside of the tent appeared to overlap in two.

‘…uh?’

Why am I like this?

Why am I suddenly dizzy?

I feel like my stomach is turning.

‘I want to throw up.’

The soldier suddenly felt dizzy. I spoke to Chandre, breaking out in a cold sweat.

“Hey…surgeon?”

“okay. “Do you feel a little lighter?”

“Oh no. That… made me a little dizzy…”

“Getting dizzy?”

“Yes….”

“Tsk. I drained the contaminated blood, so that couldn’t have been possible. “Aren’t you mistaken?”

“no. It’s true….”

“Tsk, tsk!” Just wait a little longer. “Isn’t this all for your own good?”

“Still…”

“Uh-huh.”

“Surgeon… er… really…”

Now the doctor’s face looked distorted. I wonder if he is making an impression. It wasn’t. The whole world was just shaking. The military doctor’s mouth appeared to be five overlapping as he said something.

I was shaken. Candles too. Inside the tent too. Even the bunk and the bucket on the floor. Even the blood accumulating inside. entire.

“…Keuuuuu.”

Slurp.

In the end, the soldier, unable to bear it any longer, fell sideways and fainted.

“uh? hey? “Hey?”

Chandre’s panicked voice filled the tent.

♣

“….”

I’m embarrassed. This was the first thought that came to Rakiel’s mind when he woke up from a sound sleep.

‘What did I just dream about?’

My father appeared in my dream.

Wake up now.

Open your eyes.

Did your father shout solemnly?

‘This isn’t some kind of barbarian era.’

Rakiel laughed with an absurd feeling. I got up from my field bed. I thought about going back to sleep, but all sleep had already run away.

‘Should I just come and see the night sky?’

Rather than tossing and turning aimlessly, I thought it would be better to walk. Because the night sky here in the world is truly beautiful. The Milky Way and starlight filling the sky is a sight that cannot be seen in Korea.

He came out of the tent. I breathed in the cool night air. On the other hand, I remembered what happened today.

‘The military doctors here were even more trash than I thought.’

Those who were dispatched earlier during the day. These were people who could not be understood with their own common sense. We have to distinguish between wounded soldiers and non-nobles. That way, you will have deep pockets and receive strong support.

Even if he did think that way, the fact that he confidently said it out loud was shocking in itself.

‘Tsk. Let’s not even think about those who are not helpful.’

So let’s just ignore it from now on. Let’s just let them complete the dispatch period and send them on their way.

‘Anyway, all I have to do is get a lot of bonus life.’

That’s your job.

This is why I came here.

The corners of Rakiel’s mouth slowly rose as he thought about the bonus lifespan. It had to be that way. It’s been two months since I came to Amboise. This was because the bonus life gained so far was quite significant.

[Your expected life expectancy: 283 days]

‘Hehehe. Hehehehehe.’

When he first heard the news of the outbreak of civil war in Amboise, his expected life expectancy was only 170 days. However, in the two months since I came here, it has increased significantly. The more I looked at it, the happier I felt. Watching it again made me even more sad.

What if we stay like this a little longer?

‘Life expectancy will add up to over a year.’

Then you will be able to live with less anxiety. The pressure of being terminally ill can be alleviated to a great extent.

‘Actually… it’s been like that for a while.’

This was the first time that life expectancy exceeded 200 days. In the meantime, I always had to spend a few days, sometimes less than 100 days.

The pressure of knowing that you will die in just a few months. Thanks to this, I am anxious to live as if I am being chased. Stress and fear. I didn’t want to go through this anymore. This was especially true because I lived under similar pressure in Korea.

‘It was like that when I opened an oriental medicine clinic. When it became very difficult because of Corona. My income has stopped all of a sudden, but even if I stay still, rent and loan interest are constantly being deducted.’

The money in my bank account was literally leaking out. How many months can I survive? How much money do you have left now? How much money is expected to come in the future? How much will the rent and interest be next month? I guess I can hold out for roughly how long.

Those days were spent making bloody calculations several times a day. As my bank account balance decreased every month, I felt as if the blood was draining from my body. It was the harsh daily life of a self-employed person.

It was the same when I came here. Life expectancy decreases by one day every day. Calculating that and thinking about what to do next every day was no different from when I was a self-employed person in Korea.

But now?

It has changed.

‘Hehe… Hehehe!’

Bonus lifespan accumulating every day. How satisfying I feel every time I see it like this. Rakiel, who enjoys a night walk, has become infinitely lighter in his steps.

But it was like that.

“…Hey? uh? “Huh?”

A voice came from somewhere in the quiet camp. It was a voice tinged with embarrassment. At that sound, Rachiel stopped tap dancing.

‘what?’

I listened. The sound came more clearly.

“Come to your senses. hey? huh?”

Slap, clang!

A more embarrassed voice.

Even a sound like a slap in the face.

The sounds were coming from the tent dedicated to recovering wounded soldiers. It was a place with one-person recovery tents specially prepared for soldiers who had just completed surgery and needed absolute rest.

“….”

That’s strange.

Rakiel walked towards that direction. Meanwhile, the sound got closer and closer.

“hey! I told you to open your eyes? “How dare you not listen to me?”

slam! slam!

“Only a soldier!”

slam! Thoroughly!

“….”

It’s a familiar voice.

who?

I remembered.

The guy who was talking bullshit during the day earlier. Then he got punched and fainted. Did you say his name was Chandre?

‘But why can I hear his voice from here?’

I felt something powerful. Rachiel’s steps became faster. I found the tent where the voice was coming from. I quickly walked towards the entrance to the tent. And I witnessed it.

“….”

A soldier fainted with blood dripping from his forearm and his complexion as pale as a sheet of paper. Chandel was urgently slapping the soldier’s cheek.

The guy looked this way.

I made eye contact with the guy.

“uh?”

The guy’s eyes widened.

Rachiel’s eyes cooled violently.

“…What are you doing to my bonus life?”