The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine - Chapter 502

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 502

Episode 502 Grow up, hair, hair, chop (2),

chop.

A moist feeling that sticks to the top of your head.

A cool feeling wrapping around the top of your head.

iced coffee.

When was the last time you felt this sensation? Hatchling days? The moment you shared your first kiss with your wife? I don’t know. I don’t remember. This feeling is because it feels like it never happened. I feel this way because it is my first time feeling it.

“What…”

Sir Roberto, Commander of the Imperial Guard.

No, in fact, it is Bingryong Tyranus whose identity is hidden.

His whole body froze. And I thought. Should I get angry? Should I be angry? Should we tear this reckless human being into pieces and scatter them all over the world right now?

But no.

“….”

In 0.1 second, he grabbed hold of the opposite sex who was trying to run away in a fit of anger. And then I glanced around. The emperor’s eyes met. The eyes of the ruler of the empire were already wide open. The emperor, who was looking at this with a puzzled look, reacted half a beat late.

I flinch.

Oh sorry. The emperor hurriedly looked away with a look that seemed to say!

“….”

No, what am I sorry about?

If you apologize now, what happens to the top of my head?

Bingryong Tyranus suddenly felt like crying. And I stared straight ahead with even more resentment.

Crown Prince Rachiel was there.

“Whew. thank god. “Because the size of the top of the guard’s head and my top fit perfectly.”

“….”

“Actually, I was a little worried. I was wondering what would happen if the adhesive strength was weak. This has to stick well without any air bubbles in it so that the medicinal effect can be properly delivered to the scalp. Otherwise, no matter how good the medicine is, it will be a complete disaster.”

“….”

“How is it? Is it cool?”

“….”

The crown prince asks while looking in this direction. It was shameless. It was abominable. How could a human being have such thick facial skin? I was almost startled by this new realization.

At the same time, Bingryong had to maintain his acting skills (?) by biting his lower lip so as not to reveal his identity to the emperor.

“majesty? “What the hell is this…”

“It’s a pas. “The name is Jalanara Murimhairi.”

“Grow up… your hair….”

“Yes. It’s a hair loss treatment patch. So, I made a request to His Majesty and asked him to join me on my left and right. The secret to your crispy hair roots is something only your majesty and I know. “Isn’t that right?”

“….”

Bingryong felt it was meaningful. It was because the crown prince seemed to have a strange twinkle in his eye the moment he said the word ‘secret’.

Thanks to this, Bingryong was able to fully realize.

‘This guy… he met my wife safely. And…’

You heard my real secret.

Otherwise, there would be no way that a hair loss treatment could have been created like this. Like this, there is no reason to rush in every month and give yourself a treatment.

“….”

That’s what I heard.

It is certainly.

And I guess I came to my own conclusion.

Hair loss on this side is the root cause of the couple’s problems. If this is resolved, he will be able to restore amicable relations with his wife and safely freeze Damian.

‘So… I guess they deliberately chose the current time and place to do this.’

Creepy.

Even if you’re cunning, you can’t be this cunning.

I got goosebumps for a moment.

What if you were alone in your office? So what if you were dealing with the crown prince as Bingryong? Perhaps because of his pride, he tried to hide his hair loss until the end. Then he would have been in trouble too.

‘So… I chose to be in the presence of the emperor, who couldn’t deny or hide his hair loss and couldn’t even stamp himself with his presence as Bingryong.’

The more I thought about it, the less I could pray.

Bingryong’s gaze at Rakiel made him laugh.

“Is this a treatment specially prepared by His Majesty the Crown Prince out of concern for me?”

“That’s right. “I’m so glad that you understand my feelings.”

“But your highness. “This is…”

“Do you not like it? Or does it feel a little strange?”

“no. “It’s not like that, but…”

“Then what? “Do you feel cool?”

“It’s cool.”

“I guess so. “Because it was made that way.”

“….”

Nonsense.

It might be cool for a moment.

But this won’t last long either.

Because it has to be that way.

The heat surrounding his scalp was not the usual cheap heat, but a kind of ‘burn caused by authority’ while staying by the side of his wife, who was a fire dragon.

“….”

Power.

It’s a great innate ability.

His wife had the power of karmic fire. It was a being that contained heat as if the sun had descended on the earth. Therefore, on the contrary, I had to live with the extreme curse of not being able to feel cool for the rest of my life.

I felt sorry for her like that.

I wanted to make you feel cool.

I believed that the power of cold I possessed would be enough to do the job. I was sure. But it wasn’t. Instead, his hair roots were burned to a crisp.

It was from that day.

What has left my scalp with a heat that will never cool down. I ended up living with a burning pain on my scalp that I couldn’t get rid of. The top of his head has forever become a barren wasteland(?).

“….”

Wipe away your tears for a moment.

Bingryong endured the rising sadness. And then he thought about what he had experienced after that.

He announced his tearful farewell to his wife. I’ll come back when my hair grows back. I turned around with a sad feeling. However, the choice of time to break up was the worst. It was just the time when the sunset was setting. Thanks to this, the beautiful sunset caressed the top of my head.

I think I was even more shocked by that fact and ran out crying.

After that, I tried to self-medicate.

effort.

okay.

If we do not call it effort, what other action in this world can be called effort?

I tried everything to revive my hair roots and scalp that had become crispy. The first thing I did was fly to the polar region and cool the top of my head on the ice. It was no use. As the ice caps melted, sea levels almost rose.

What next?

He fired his cold breath at full power and quickly flew away, hitting the top of his head in the aftermath. It was no use. My head almost flew off.

Of course, I tried doing that with a weak breath. As expected, it was no use. The aftereffects of the carelessly released breath were not enough to cool the heat created by my wife’s power.

I looked around for wizards whose specialty was cold. It was no use. It was not a heat that could be handled by humans, elves, or the great magic of mortals.

At least I tried to find a famous doctor. Of course it was no use. Those doctors who advertised that they could make your hair grow? It was all full of scammers and quacks. It was full of so many hateful people that I thought I would kill them out of anger.

After that, I tried numerous self-treatment methods. It was all useless. It was a day and a time of emptiness, with only my sad hair blowing in the cold wind and disappearing bye-bye between the tears welling up.

“….”

Mr. Ha.

Wipe away some tears again.

In any case, his experience of desperately carrying out the Arbor Day campaign for the top of his head to save the hair roots for 90 years was telling.

He said he was already wrong. There isn’t even a single ray of hope left on the top of his head. I think it will be the same today. I don’t think it would be of any use, whether it’s a paste applied with this type of medicine. They only inflict false hope torture. So, I hope you don’t do something like this again.

“So, I…”

Bingryong opened his mouth, trying to calm down his momentary turmoil. He spoke politely as Sir Roberto, pledging that this was where the emperor was and that he would not allow his close friend the emperor to discover his true identity.

“I understand your highness’s feelings. I also thank you for your kindness in thinking of me. “But there’s nothing I can do about my scalp with a patch like this.”

“Do you really think so?”

“That’s right.”

“Hmm. “The results will be a little different.”

“yes?”

The crown prince, who heard this person’s polite refusal, smiled strangely. Bingryong felt puzzled. What on earth does this person believe in to be so confident? How on earth is he so confident that he can cool down the heat on his scalp planted by the power of the Flame Dragon?

Even now, his scalp is still….

“Huh?”

It was cool.

It was strange.

Is it an illusion?

It wasn’t.

‘how?’

Bingryong was startled.

Of course, I was surprised when Rakiel put a patch of hair on the top of her head. Because it was cool.

But I thought it was only for a moment.

Because it’s always been like that. The time when I buried the top of my head in an ice cap. Even when I attempted to headbutt myself in the aftermath of a cold breath. Even in the numerous attempts I made after that, they were all cool ‘for a little while’. But that coolness never lasted long.

That was the problem.

That was what made him give up.

But now?

It was a little different.

It was still cool!

Even though it must have been a good three minutes since I pasted the patch earlier, it’s still there. The coolness wasn’t even diminishing. No, strangely enough, the coolness was increasing more and more!

‘how?’

Bingryong’s pupils shook as he twerked at a magnitude of 10.0.

A happy smile appeared on Rachiel’s lips.

“It’s still cool, right? That pas.”

“yes. That’s right?”

“What on earth do you think they did?”

“….”

“Actually, I had a really hard time. “At first, I was just trying to make Cheongyeongtang mixed with unicorn horn.”

“Cheongyeongtang….”

“Well, there is a decoction like that. Originally, it was supposed to use a horn other than the unicorn horn, but I guess they tried to upgrade it themselves. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t make it with that. “Hair loss is a disease that is so difficult to overcome.”

“Well….”

Bingryong shook his head. I myself knew best how difficult hair loss was to overcome.

Rachiel continued.

“So I tried. Even if I failed and stood up again and failed again, I did not give up and tried harder. “It must have been a time of proper anger.”

“….”

Does that make sense?

Bingryong had the feeling that Rakiel was hiding something. It had to be that way. If you just work hard and make good medicine, you can overcome hair loss? It was nonsense.

Of course, Bingryong’s guess was accurate.

The secret to preparing the ‘Jaranara Hair Hair’ paste that Rakiel did not mention in order to maintain a trade secret(?).

That’s right….

‘I didn’t know that the unicorn horn I was trying to use as a hair loss medicine had such evil side effects. ‘Tsk.’

Rakiel unconsciously smiled bitterly as she recalled the events of last night. And then he remembered the unexpected side effect he discovered last night.