Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Can you get me some needles? Any size will do, just as many as possible, Raciel requested.

Gardin appeared startled and confused by the request, causing Raciel to suppress a bitter smile. He didnt feel the need to explain himself further as he would reveal the purpose soon enough.

Is a request not sufficient? Do you require me to phrase it as an order?

Gardins reaction was instant as Raciel poked him slightly, prompting him to run out at lightning speed.

Raciel took a deep breath and focused on the task at hand.

First, I need to diagnose whats wrong with this body, he thought, knowing that understanding the problem was crucial before starting any treatment.

As he slowly took his pulse, he unconsciously exclaimed, Tsk, due to the confusion that suddenly surged through him.

What kind of pulse is this?

He experienced a sense of disorientation, feeling as though he had lost his sense of reasoning. He had never encountered such a pulse before, and the more he examined it, the more confused he became.

The pulse was far from normal; it was terrible.

He imagined all the possible negative scenarios, starting with its uneven rhythm.

The pulse would suddenly stop while beating smoothly, and at times, it would not fill up ten breaths before stopping again.

These were typical symptoms of daimai (), a serious condition. However, the problem was that it was not the end of it.

Even among the symptoms of daimai, there is also an irregular pulse mixed in. It suddenly gets faster and stops, which is the symptom of chokmai ().

This indicated a fever in the organs, and in addition, he could feel peculiar pulses that were lined up in his hand like Vienna sausages.

From bubimai (), eosangmai (), tansaekmai (), haesaekmai (), okrumai (), hayumai (), jaktakmai (), eondomai (), jeondumai (), to machokmai () Wow. Is this really the level of difficulty in treating this?

A deep sigh escaped him as he realized that the situation was far worse than he had anticipated. All the unique pulse symptoms, known as sipgwemai (), were present. Any one of these symptoms alone was an indication that the patients life was in danger, but he could feel all of them intensely and completely, leaving no room for exception.

This is not just an early death package.

As a practitioner of traditional Korean medicine, he had felt numerous pulses before. Nevertheless, this was the first instance he had encountered a case like this.

How is this possible?

He couldnt fathom how such chaotic pulses could exist in one body. Was it even possible? Logically speaking, it was impossible. However, the problem was that it was a true story.

Raciel gazed at the mirror placed beside the bed and saw a frail-looking face staring back at him.

Tsk tsk. No wonder you couldnt even live for a year.

The early development of the novel Devil Sword Emperor flashed into his mind. The book depicted the story of Prince Raciel Adria Magentano, whose illness was never revealed. Several doctors tried to diagnose his condition, but their efforts were in vain.

Eventually, they all gave up, unable to uncover the root of the disease. Some even speculated that it was a curse brought about by magic.

But I really dont know about this one either.

If there was at least one area that was definitely problematic, he could focus on tracking and treating the disease related to that area.

But now?

Everything is just not good. There is no place which works normally.

With the current situation, it was beyond ridiculous. Raciel couldnt help but laugh involuntarily. In retrospect, life in Korea hadnt been easy either.

That damn loan. I thought I could pay it off easily.

Recalling the last few months he spent in Korea, Raciel trembled involuntarily.

Initially, everything had seemed perfect after he opened an oriental clinic in his late thirties, despite taking out a substantial loan.

He believed he could pay it back quickly and was confident that he could do it in no time. It felt like he had everything in the world.

It was a good location.

Located in a prime commercial area at the heart of a new city in the metropolitan area, his clinic occupied the second floor of a decent building.

Despite the high rent, he thought it was still manageable. Surrounded by apartment complexes and with enough foot traffic passing by, he didnt worry too much initially.

However, his confidence and belief were shattered in an instant.

If it werent for Corona.

A global pandemic struck, causing a significant decrease in the number of people seeking treatment at his traditional Korean medicine clinic. Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

However, that wasnt the only problem. Two patients who visited the clinic were diagnosed with COVID-19, and the news quickly spread through social media.

It was the final blow, and no patients came to the clinic anymore.

The income was almost nonexistent, making it challenging to pay the loan interest and building rent.

The once-advantageous location became a fatal blow due to the high rent during the pandemic situation.

Eventually, the traditional Korean medicine clinic went bankrupt, leaving Raciel with only a massive loan debt of 7 billion won sounds in 7 octaves.

I barely managed to get out of that situation.

Please, Your Highness! You cannot harm yourself in such a way! You are the one who will continue the royal line. You may be physically and mentally exhausted from your illness, but this kind of self-harm is not the answer. Your Highness! Please, calm down and

I think you should calm down instead.

Buuuttt Your?!

Shooshh! Dont be so surprised. Im not self-harming,

But, Your Highness?

Tsk, enough already. Thats the end of it.

Despite Gardins pleading, Raciel cut him off. However, Gardin didnt back down easily. In fact, his expression as he looked up at Raciel was almost fierce.

Sensing the need to clear up any misunderstandings, Raciel erased his smile and said, If I dont do this, I will die.

Umwhat?

Thats why Im doing it.

Whatdoes that mean?

I appreciate your concern as my doctor, Gardin. But just this once, can you trust me and watch over me?

Your Highness

If theres a problem, I wont do it again. Instead-

He spoke firmly, his words piercing through like a wedge.

If everything goes well, can you keep trusting me from now on?

Gardin was almost convinced by Raciels words. He couldnt quite put his finger on it, but something about Raciel had changed since he had woken up earlier.

His way of speaking, his actions, expressions, and gaze were all subtly different.

Gardin wasnt sure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, but he sensed that Raciel was more determined and resolute than before.

At least he doesnt have that hazy look in his eyes anymore, like before.

Raciel was looking directly at Gardin with a clear and resolute gaze, something that Gardin had never seen before from the weak and powerless Crown Prince.

It was perhaps because of this newfound determination that Gardin ultimately accepted Raciels words.

Since you put it that way, I will follow your orders, Your Highness.

Okay. Thank you.

With a sense of satisfaction, Raciel smiled, feeling as if he had climbed a small mountain. However, he knew that this was just the beginning.

He carefully took the first needle in his hand, knowing full well that his whole body was a mess. Despite this, he had already decided on where to place the needle.

Of course, the first point to start with would be the Lung Meridian.

Raciel recalled the location of the vein he had examined earlier, even though his entire body was in a state of disarray.

Out of all the issues plaguing him, the most pressing concern was undoubtedly his respiratory system.

First of all, I need to make sure my breathing is comfortable.

Raciel recognized that breathing was the most fundamental bodily function, and without proper airflow, the body couldnt gain the necessary strength to combat any illness. Therefore, he believed it was best to begin with the Lung Meridian, which is the starting point of the Twelve Regular Meridians and is most closely related to the lungs.

Whew

Raciel lay down and took a deep breath to steady himself. With the needle in hand, he carefully positioned it at the top of his left clavicle where it connects to the shoulder.

He then moved the needle below the supraclavicular fossa, six cun away from the midline, to the outermost part of the anterior midline. This was where the lung meridian met the pericardium meridian, and the most crucial point for treating respiratory and bronchial issues, as well as chest pain.

Taking a deep breath, he inserted the needle into the Zhong Fu point (CV1), the central point of the chest.

TUT

Raciel carefully inserted the needle into the Zhong Fu point at a depth of 5 pu (3.96 millimeters or 0.156 inches), feeling a sharp pain from the thicker needle.

Oof.

Ding-dong!

Suddenly, a clear and unexpected sound rang out, like the ringing of a bell, piercing through his eardrums. Simultaneously, an unexpected message appeared in front of his eyes.

[Your body has received a pleasant stimulation due to your accurate acupuncture.]

[Your internal organs have begun to function a little better due to your accurate acupuncture.]

[Your lungs have awakened.]

[Your lungs send you a thumbs up.]

[Your lungs have donated 100 HP to you.]