Chapter 132:

Chapter 132:

Chapter 132

First, I had to restore his body to shock.

“Please inject more fluid! His platelet reduction is also severe, so please prepare for a blood transfusion.

So Raymond and the disciples of the Penin Treatment Center fought fiercely to save the young king.

It wasn’t easy.

The young king, who was slambled, was on the hurdle of death again and again, but their desperate efforts were able to prevent cardiac stores from coming.

In time.

When the quinine took effect, the young king’s shock completely recovered, rendering the problem eradicated.

However, the young king did not wake up.

‘How come? The vital signs are stable, but he doesn’t come to consciousness.’

Raymond gulped.

There is a reason when a person’s consciousness does not return.

“Is it malaria encephalopathy?”

Encephalopathy!

One of the worst complications caused by malaria is brain damage!

This is the end.

‘Once a brain is damaged, it can’t be undone. In the worst case scenario, the young king becomes a vegetative person and consciousness may never return. Even if he regain consciousness, he’ll have serious aftereffects.’

Raymond swallowed his saliva.

‘No. Maybe it’s not encephalopathy. Let’s think about it. Is there any other reason for healing that might cause him to not return to consciousness?’ Raymond pondered with a straw mind.

But it rarely came to mind.

For reference, malaria is the area of ‘internal medicine’ in medicine.

Currently, his internal medicine was C+, which was somewhat inferior to other surgical fields.

Raymond used his skill as if he was holding a rope.

“Use skill. A specialist’s judgment!”

[Your intellectual stats increased by an additional 5 points!]

Skill, ‘specialist’s judgment’ basically raises the intelligent stat about diseases by five.

With that addition, Raymond’s intelligence is now close to 64.

He summarized the knowledge he had as much as he could with my elevated intelligence.

‘It is not an encephalopathy. But the reason why he didn’t regain consciousness is due to the deterioration of his body. In the midst of such condition...”

The idea would’ve come over to him.

But the moment when he was trying to grab the clue somehow, his stomach growls.

The sound of thunder reverberated.

It was the sound of Lindon’s hunger.

“Oh, I’m sorry! I’m so hungry!”

“......”

It was a ringing sound in a serious moment. Hanson gave Lindon a fierce look, which made Lindon’s complexion pale out.

“Yes, hunger!”

Raymond shouted briefly.

Hunger. No, hypoglycemia!

It was one of the complications of malaria!

It was also a complication that was easy to overlook and often missed treatment.

The confirmation was simple.

“Please inject him with fluid mixed with sugar right now!”

“Okay!”

Highly concentrated sugar fluid was injected into the young king’s body.

And after some time.

“Uh...”

The young king wriggled his eyebrows with a groan!

He is finally starting to regain consciousness!

‘It wasn’t encephalopathy, it was a conscious coma caused by hypoglycemia!’

Raymond breathed a long sigh. Thank God.

There was a small crisis, but in the end, he succeeded in saving the young king!

“Hey, is it really done now?”

Sir Nekels asked in a trembling voice.

Raymond nodded.

“Yes, the young king will now recover without any problems.”

“Ah!”

Hot tears filled Lord Nekels’s eyes.

He fell to his knees and thanked him.

“Thank you! Thank you very much! You are our benefactor in the Kingdom of Droughton! Thank you!”

***

‘It’s an important moment. I have to get what I want by leading the story as well as I can.’ Raymond gulped.

Raymond, also received great rewards when he treated the aristocrats.

But this time, he’s the king of the country!

‘It would be a proposal to each other. It wouldn’t be a bad story from the standpoint of Macapell III’

Just in time, the young king brought up the story.

“I can’t believe you are treating the king of your enemy country. This is really unbelievable.”

Raymond looked like a saint.

It’s good to win over your opponent as much as possible before asking for something big!

“I’m sorry, but I am a healer. Where are enemies and allies in front of a patient? I am just glad that your Highness has improved.”

As usual, his answer was unselfish.

It’s no wonder that Macapell III was greatly impressed!

“Thank you, thank you. You saved my life, but I do not know how to repay this favor...”

The young king mentioned Raymond’s most desired reward, but he took a step back.

‘It is a bullshit thing to bite right at the shot. He had to make a big deal so he must lay the groundwork first.’

Instead, he put an emotional shredder in the young boy’s heart.

“What do you mean, grace? That’s unacceptable. I’m a healer who lives with the rewards of treating patients. To me, the best reward is for you to get better, so please take care of yourself to recover your good health.”

It was a repertoire that he used to many people.

It’s clichéd, but it works perfectly!

But Raymond didn’t stop there.

“I’m sure you’ve had a hard time. Thank you for your hard work.”

Macapell III was so moved that he fell in love with Raymond’s mask.

‘I can’t believe there’s such a character in the world. Father. Mother.’

The young king was moved to tears.

He is intelligent, but still he is only a little boy.

In particular, he grew up with power lost to the Berard devil and all sorts of sorrows.

However, when he met such a warm person over the edge of death, his heart grew emotional.

In the end, the young king shed a tear, unable to bear it.

“Oh, my! I’m sorry.”

Did the accumulated sadness burst?

Macapell III shook his head in a hurry, but tears fell from his face nonstop.

‘Oh no, I didn’t mean to make him cry.’

“Sure. I’m sorry. I can’t believe I am showing this kind of appearance in front of a precious benefactor.......”

Raymond, who saw the young king who couldn’t stop crying while wiping his eyes because he was embarrassed, carefully held Macapelle III’s hand while agonizing.

I felt sorry for the pain that the young boy, who was just 10 years old, had suffered so far.

‘But, how should I comfort the child? I don’t know how to comfort a child.’

Fortunately, a message came to his mind.

[You want to console the patient!]

[The skill, ‘Doctor’s Charisma’ is manifested!]

[“Your warmth” is in the patient’s heart!]

Raymond hesitated and opened his mouth.

A king of a country.

But a little boy.

He didn’t know how to comfort such a person, so I said this.

“......Thank you for your hard work. Everything will be fine now.”

It wasn’t a big deal.

But is it thanks to the effectiveness of the skill?

The young king burst into tears at the slightest consolation.

Lord Nekels, who was next to him, blushed. Everyone else shed tears too.

The entire winter palace was covered in tears.

The sadness accumulated so far has erupted.

Raymond looked troubled by an unintended sea of tears.

Even the young king was hanging on to him and crying.

‘Eh, I don’t know.’

Raymond raised his hand and gave the young king a slight hug.

The young king was startled and burst into tears even more sadly.

Once upon a time when he couldn’t even remember, he lost his parents to Berard and this was the first time he had ever had such a warm touch after losing his parents.

‘Father, mother......!’

Thus, thanks to Raymond, the sadness accumulated in them was wiped down by tears.