To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 48

Episode 48 Changed Journey (7)

They couldn’t dare to disobey the saint’s words, so they couldn’t help but nod their heads without even asking why.

Ley, who once again told the disputes, went straight to Layra’s room.

Layra, who was sitting in the room reading a book, closed the book when she came to Lay’s door.

“Are you here?”

Ray nodded at the sight of her waiting for treatment.

“I’m not here to treat you… I’m here to tell you what to watch out for.”

“…anything to note?”

Looking at her tilting her head in doubt, Ray continued.

“First of all, never touch food containing flour, such as bread. And don’t scratch even if it’s itchy.”

“…yes?”

“This is the only extent I can help. I want to give you medicine, but I can’t.”

“Hey, what about the medicine?”

“It’s like a potion.”

Leila couldn’t come to her senses at his words that she couldn’t understand.

“Oh, and you have to squeeze the blister once a day. I’ll do that starting tomorrow. I have to watch the progress anyway.”

Squeezing out the blisters was easier than a piece of cake for Ray, who had a history of fixing Aira’s rotten back.

When Layla couldn’t answer, she spoke again.

“You should never eat bread. never.”

“Yes…”

“Absolutely nothing with flour or barley.”

“You can’t eat it?”

“that’s right.”

Leila sighed while watching him smile while talking.

He told his father that he would trust him, but he felt that trust was about to be broken.

‘Correcting the food you eat will cure your disease… What nonsense…’

That was something to be seen.

* * *

The time of the day has passed.

No noticeable change has yet been seen, but his efforts are far from over.

Carrying a clean white cloth, Ray went to Laira’s room and gave her another warning, just like yesterday.

“Again, never eat anything with flour in it.”

“…I know.”

Leila grumbled.

For her, who usually enjoys bread, giving up flour was quite a struggle.

Hana herself said she would trust him, but she couldn’t help but keep what he said.

“Then I’ll blister it now.”

“…yes.”

At his words, Leila stiffened her expression as if she were nervous.

It was quite painful when he tried to pop the blisters. The pain was indescribable to her who grew up finely.

Ray wrapped mana in his hand and lightly cut only the lower part of the blister.

Originally, when touching the blister, it had to be disinfected, but since it uses mana, disinfection is not necessary.

Water flowed from the blister, which had a small scratch. Ray immediately wrapped the cloth he had brought under the blister and pressed it gently.

Leila was puzzled when she felt no pain at all during the process.

“Doesn’t it hurt?”

Ray nodded.

“When you squeeze a blister, you only need to drain the water inside. If you touch it any more, it will cause inflammation.”

“…Inflammation?”

“It’s getting worse.”

“Ah…”

Leila nodded in understanding.

I didn’t know the inflammation, but I knew it was swelling. There is an experience of not taking proper measures when a wound occurred, so it was added once.

Repeatedly squeezing the rest of the blisters, Ray was able to squeeze out most of the blisters after a few minutes.

Compared to the time of Ira, this level is not even on the axis of blisters. I thought I heard a lot in a few minutes.

‘The hives are still the same.’

I couldn’t expect anything at the point where only a day had passed.

He decided to wait patiently.

Only his shoulder was still blistered, so Ray stood up with the cloth he had wiped off.

“From now on, don’t sleep on your side so that your shoulders aren’t irritated.”

Leila could only stare blankly at him as she left the room without saying that.

Percussion-

It was unbelievable, but Leila frowned as she saw him disappear as usual after squeezing the blisters.

“What really! I wanted to treat you like a treatment today!”

* * *

Iriel grabbed Ray as he was about to enter the room.

“Saint.”

“huh?”

she asked, a look of concern on her face.

“Does this really cure the disease? It’s not too late even now. I will treat you.”

Ray also shook his head.

“The disease you treated has now returned. Even if you treat it again, it will probably go back to its original state soon.”

“But… if the disease goes away by changing the diet, why are there people who are sick in the world?”

Are you sane, saint? At those words that seemed to ask, Ray was seriously worried.

How should I explain this?

Do I really have to explain the fantastic collaboration between gluten and the human body to Iriel?

Iriel let out a sigh as he watched her grunt like a poop-infested puppy.

“Sir, I believe in you, but right now, the King’s eyes are not on the good side.”

It will. He told me to fix my daughter, but since the author of the treatment told me to change the food I ate, there was no way I could fix my gaze.

she asked.

“…The time I can stop the king is not that long. I’ll ask straight forward. Can you fix it within the next week?”

At that, Ray thought.

It was a week, so if it was short enough to get rid of the symptoms, it was enough time.

However, a week is too short a time if Leila’s symptoms are not the gluten-sensitive dermatitis she suspects.

“For a week, the Holy Son must treat her. If that doesn’t work, I’ll have no choice but to treat it.”

Ray’s expression hardened at her words.

It’s a self-defeating thing. Who dares to say that he will treat the patient in front of him?

He was the modern ‘hand of God’. He wasn’t the only one who would be defeated by someone with skin disease.

After thinking for a moment, Ray nodded.

“okay. I’ll treat you within a week.”

There was a possibility. Besides, the problem of curing Layra is now…

‘It’s a matter of pride.’

* * *

Inside the room, with mad eyes, he could see a doctor holding a cup and holding it to the patient’s mouth.

No, it was no longer a doctor’s figure.

“Now, drink more.”

“This… Stop it…”

“You want to get well soon, right? Drink steadily.”

Next to Layra was Lay, who offered water.

Asking Sibi to bring a bottle of water, Ray gave her three liters of water to drink.

Of course, I’m not asking you to drink it all at once. 3 liters per day. 21 liters per week. That was the amount she was supposed to drink for a week.

Leila was very to die for.

I thought so at first. She didn’t say anything even when he tried to cure his illness with food.

However, now he says he will treat with that common water. Besides, the water was not holy water or anything, just a huge amount of ‘normal’ water.

‘This person is not a saint… This person is just a handsome madman!’

her reason shouted. Run away you madman!

But Ray wasn’t really crazy to do this.

Water is good for allergies. For example, in people with pollen allergies, when pollen enters the nose, a neurotransmitter of the immune system called histamine is produced.

If this is not over-secreted, it has a very beneficial effect on the human body, but in the case of allergic people, this histamine is over-secreted.

Here, when an allergic person consumes water, the mucous membrane or cells function normally and the allergy is suppressed.

Then, the secretion of histamine will naturally be suppressed, and as the amount is reduced, the symptoms are surprisingly improved.

‘I have to make them drink water for that.’

That was what Ray was aiming for.

Symptoms reduced by drinking water!

In the worst case, it will work even if Leila’s illness is an allergy other than the gluten sensitivity he suspects.

I was able to somehow alleviate this within a week.

However, the problem was that Leila had to follow her well.

No matter how good the doctor treats and gives advice, it is useless if the patient does not follow.

‘Three liters a day… you can do it. Hehehe.’

Ray’s eyes were turning to madness at the thought of fixing her within a week.

* * *

Three days have passed. There were no more blisters on her body.

At first, I resented the saint who forced me to refrain from flour and drink water.

But since he said he would believe it, he had no choice but to follow his words. He didn’t even look at wheat, let alone flour, and drank only water.

I mean, what effect would that have?

However, contrary to her thoughts, her body began to change unbelievably. It wasn’t that he drank a great potion or holy water, nor was he treated by a saintess, but the hives and blisters began to gradually disappear.

‘Oh my God… what’s going on?’

In disbelief, Layra raised the mirror and continued to look down at her shoulder.

The blisters were still visible, but they were extremely small compared to before, and no new blisters appeared.

Is this his own treatment as the saint said?

Ray looked at her shoulder and nodded.

‘The condition is improving. After all, gluten was the problem.’

It is said that there are cases of natural healing, so he won’t be able to eat bread for the rest of his life, but when he saw it, it would be good to stay away from flour or barley for at least ten years.

Leila said happily.

“I am really getting better! It seems to work!”

Ray smiled at the words that felt joy.

“You promised to cure it.”

“I can’t believe it! Seriously, eating alone can heal you…”

Ray shrugged and stood up.

“Don’t forget to drink water like you do now. As for the flour…you don’t have to tell me, you know?”

“yes! By the way… are you leaving already?”

“I have work to do when I go back.”

Leila drooped her shoulders as if feeling sorry for her.

“…yes. Then see you tomorrow.”

“see you tomorrow.”

Percussion –

As soon as he finished speaking, Ray left the door.

After leaving Leila’s room, he heads to the VIP room. It was his room.

‘If I write down these experiences, it will be helpful later.’

He was treating Leila here and recording her progress.

It was because I was able to know that the symptoms or the process of relief might be different from the present day, and that there are people with gluten sensitivity in another world.

He no longer had to worry about his illness.

Fixing Layla was really only a matter of time now.