Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Surgeons are not engineers.

More than anyone else, Raymond should have the wisdom to grasp the patients condition and decide on treatment measures.

Strong physical ability is also essential to perform physically demanding surgery or to see many patients.

In other words, it was necessary to raise all stat abilities. Lets be the best healer in the world. That way, I can enjoy both wealth and honor! Raymond looked at the patient more and more enthusiastically.

Welcome. Come this way.

Ill cure you!

Oops! You must have been sick. This herb is a special remedy for these wounds!

The patients were moved by Raymonds eagerness.

Thank you, therapist. I cant believe youre treating me this enthusiastically.

Ive never seen a therapist who treats me this politely and gives me such importance.

Thank you!

The patients could not help but be moved to have a therapist like Raymond

since all the therapists they have met so far were all stiff and snob.

Of course, Raymond was working harder for his own growth, but the patients were just as grateful either way.

[Accumulated experience points!]

[Level Up!]

[Reputatio goes up due to your kind treatment]

[Patients hearts were touched! Skill points are given as a bonus!]

Good! Itd be better if only I can make money here. Raymond thought to himself.

Money! Money! Money!

Raymond, who had money in his head, drooled.

How good would it be to make money?

It turns out, I have no idea.

This is because he had never touched money properly because he had lived his whole life as a dirty illegitimate child to an apprentice.

When I make gold coins for the first time, Im going to bite it.

The taste of gold coins must be sweet. Just imagining it made Raymond happy.

Of course, its still a long way off.

Itll work out if I try. I will definitely enjoy the greatest wealth and honor!

When such rewarding and smooth days passed by, there was a big incident in which the Belland Clinic was turned upside down.

An aristocrat in the southern part of the kingdom, Grand Duke, August Whites affiliation, was stabbed.

And that, of course, happened, while he was dressed as a poor commoner disguised.

Because of that, no therapist would be happy dealing with him.

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Cliang, Duke Augusts eldest son, is a prestigious aristocrat that came from a family in the southern region of Houston Kingdom. He clenched his teeth as he grabbed his bleeding stomach.

Damn it. Whered the information leak from?

Blood flowed out of his clutched stomach.

Now here in Houston, the three princes were engaged in a fierce battle for kingship.

Among them, August White was supporting one of the three princes.

In fact, his son was on his way to go to a secret place and deliver information to the third prince. But then, Cliang noticed a big conspiracy that the second prince was plotting, the most powerful candidate for the throne. He went there disguised as a commoner.

Unfortunately, he was suddenly attacked by a robber on the street.

No, its not just a robber. An assassin attacked him.

Maybe heaven helped, Cliang barely managed to escape, but he did so even if he is still bleeding too much.

I can still hold it out for a while. Belland Clinic is still not far away from here. I can live as long as I go there. He thought to himself as he tried his hardest to drag his body as fast as he can.

Belland Healing Center.

It is one of the best treatment sources in the kingdoms capital.

Although it gets a lot of complaints regarding from the poor commoners, it made a lot of money still due to the healers reliable skills.

Theres also a Class A therapist there, Director Bugs, who could heal my wounds.

Cliang is in danger as he has his abdomen pierced, but he is still hopeful.

It was impossible with most healing powers. Minimum grade B might be able to do so No, hell have to be a grade A heal to save him.

Wake up, Cliang! If you fall down here, youre dead! He scolded himself.

Holding on to his increasingly heavy eyelids desperately, Cliang moved on.

Just a little bit. Just a little more!

Fortunately, he was able to reach the Belland Clinic.

No, theres a patient?!

A patient was stabbed in the abdomen! Hurry up and call the chief therapist. Please call Sir Lance, the chief healer!

It was Raymond!

Everyone looked at him with surprised eyes.

Whats the matter, sir?

Raymond clenched his lips.

If you send him to the White Clinic, this patient will die before he gets through the night. We need to start treatment here right now.

Lance frowned.

It was a fact that he knew already.

It cant be helped. Such a patient does not fit in with our treatment center.

What do you mean it doesnt suit you? Doesnt this the patient needs our help the most?

Lance sighed loudly. And said it like a child.

Our treatment center is not for such poor people. Each person has a rightful place to be treated, and it is clearly not here..

.

Of course, I feel sorry for this patients condition, but its inevitable due to the therapists policy.

Raymond clenched his fist at the remark.

No matter how much money you reveal, this isnt it.

The healer is a human being. Frankly, Raymond doesnt criticize therapists who work for money since healers are people too.

It is only natural to want to eat well and live well.

In fact, one of Raymonds goals in life was to become rich and live a full life.

But no matter how good the money is, this isnt it.

Because I am a healer, I had an obligation to keep.

It is to save my patients.

Nothing could have been prioritized over that.

Then Lance grinned and said.

If youre that worried about the patient, thats good. Why dont Lord Raymond treat this patient?

!

I dont think its the right job for you. If you can treat the princess, then you wont have any problems treating this patient as well. It surely wont be too much.

All eyes were on Raymond.

It is impossible.

Raymond even wonders if Lance can treat this patient even if he pours all his healing powers toward him.

Everyone knows that Raymond uses ancient mysterious treatments and medical techniques.

But no one thought Raymond could save such a significant patient.

And the idea was unfortunately the same with Raymond himself.

Its impossible to save a patient like this with my skills.

Raymond bit his lips.

It was impossible to save such a patient.

Even if he gets to be an experienced resident, Raymond was not sure if he can pull it off still.

Besides, if Raymond failed on treating this patient, he might get disqualified in his apprenticeship. Not to mention the fact that he would be to blame about his death.

Lance was laughing meanly.

It was clear that he was plotting a dark plot.

It was never wise to step out of here.

But

Whats desirable and wise? The patient is dying like this, Raymond gritted his teeth. If I dont come forward, this patient will die.

I know its stupid.

I know its reckless.

His goal, to be the best healer, could have sprouted before he could enjoy all the wealth and wealth in the world.

But even if hes a snob who wants wealth and fame.

I couldnt get back at all.

I need to try to save a dying patient.

Thats the minimum obligation that a healer should have.

[The heart of steel is manifested toward the patient!]

[Strong will is now intact!]

I see. Ill treat this patient.

Lances face heated up in embarrassment.

Raymond shot back, giving him a disgusted look.

Instead, there are conditions. If I succeed in treating this patient, Lance, you will leave the Belland Clinic.

!

No. Quit being a therapist forever. Someone like you is not qualified to be a healer.