Chapter 28

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 28Episode 28 Moxibustion Clinic (1)

Damian opened his eyes.

What you soon see is an unrealistic sight. My body had become smaller. To be precise, he was younger.

Six years old? Seven years old?

I don’t know.

What was certain was that the woman who had just died was in front of him.

“….”

It’s my mother.

In my memory, my mother looks exactly as she did right after her death. Damian finally realized. That you are dreaming of that day. Also, this damned dream is reawakening the fire in his heart.

This was the day I was left alone in the world. No, it was an abandoned day. I did everything to survive. As a result, it has come to this point. However, I did not lose the only purpose I had in my heart.

That is…

“….”

Damian opened his eyes again.

This time a real sight greeted him.

Chirp chirp….

How long has it been since I woke up from sleep and heard the sound of birds chirping? It was something that had never happened in my memory, at least in recent years. The morning sunlight coming through the large window next to the bed was also unfamiliar.

Pillows and bedding that are soft as if they brush against your skin. Even in the morning when I barely feel any neuralgia. Everything was unfamiliar to me.

Sarah.

I got up.

Part of my back felt sore and stinging. It was a place that had been scorched by moxibustion last night. That vivid stimulation brought him back to complete reality.

Memories of last night suddenly came to mind.

“….”

Yes, this is a villa.

The palace where the crown prince stays.

And I…

‘I followed the crown prince here.’

I remembered the moxibustion treatment I received from the crown prince last night. It was hot. It was a pain as if I was being stabbed with a pharynx. But after enduring it, a new world unfolded.

The hellish neuralgia that had been bothering him for almost several years disappeared. That wasn’t the only thing that changed. Last night, the Crown Prince mobilized the Royal Guard to set up an underground gladiatorial arena and a promoter…

that was the time.

smart.

Someone knocked on the door.

Eventually, a gentle voice was heard.

“Are you awake? “Your Majesty is looking for you, so put on your clothes and come out.”

“….”

I just happened to have a lot of questions.

Why did the crown prince personally take action and subdue the underground gladiatorial arena? Why did he come to me last night and treat me? Why did they bring the rest of the gladiators to the villa?

‘Why on earth are you giving me this favor?’

I was curious.

It was suspicious.

I tried guessing it over and over again before going to sleep last night, but I couldn’t figure out the reason. So I wanted to ask. Damian put on a new shirt that was left next to the bed and went out. A gentlemanly and handsome middle-aged man was waiting in the hallway. It was a face I remembered seeing last night.

“Nice to meet you. “My name is Piero Gardin, personal physician to His Majesty the Crown Prince.”

“…This is Damien Cayenne.”

Damian glanced at Lord Gardin’s appearance. This is clearly the person who stayed silently by the crown prince’s side last night. I felt that his posture and movements were a bit awkward for someone who was assigned as an escort, but I thought he was a doctor after all.

“I will guide you, so follow me.”

I walked down the hallway following a man named Gardin. A neat floor with no untidy corners. The interior shows a hint of splendor while suppressing the extravagance, as if it is decorated or not.

“….”

It felt unreal.

It was very different from the musty, musty smell of the underground gladiatorial arena. I went up and down those corners of hallways and stairs countless times. Meanwhile, I could faintly hear the whispers of the guards passing by.

“Is it him? “The gladiator who gave Squad 3 a hard time last night?”

“Oh, right. “It’s clear.”

“I heard that you single-handedly took on five guards and knocked out three of them… isn’t that an exaggeration?”

“Absolutely not. “I saw it.”

“You mean you saw it for yourself?”

“Hmm. “It was huge.”

“How amazing was it….”

“What can I say. It’s my first time seeing a sword handled like that. The regular swordsmanship we learned? I have to say that it was completely different from that. “I didn’t feel like there were any rules or rules that should be followed when it comes to swordsmanship.”

“Then isn’t that a random swordsmanship with no basis?”

“It’s random swordsmanship. Maybe that’s right. But what if, with that haphazard swordsmanship, he knocked down and subdued three members of the Royal Guard who had mastered the most elaborate swordsmanship in the empire without killing them… Can we really call that just haphazard swordsmanship?”

“That’s…”

“I was thinking that this is what a beast in human form would look like if it learned swordsmanship.”

“That’s a compliment, right?”

“of course. “I heard that the author was the champion of the underground gladiatorial arena.”

“The author?”

“Hmm, they say they haven’t been able to find an opponent for the past 2 or 3 years. “I had no one to fight with, so I fought trolls and the like.”

“…A troll?”

“hmm.”

“Can a person catch that by himself?”

“I don’t know either. Because not many people have tried it. “I wonder if it would be possible if you were a company commander.”

“It seems difficult.”

“I guess so?”

“yes. “Anyway, why did you bring the author here?”

“Do you understand that it’s me? “Seeing as you brought all the other gladiators, you must have something in mind, right?”

“But I have no idea what the idea is.”

“haha. “I agree.”

The Royal Guards are already far away.

The laughs they let out.

Damien also wanted to add a word at the end. He says he doesn’t even know why he and the gladiators were brought to the villa. No, I’m more curious than you.

Thinking like that, how much longer did I walk?

“Everyone is here. “It’s here.”

Lord Gardin, who was walking ahead, stopped. The large door he pointed to. There was a spacious hall inside. Originally, it seemed to be a place used for banquets and other purposes.

But today was different.

“This is…”

Damian looked around at the fourteen beds in the hall. It was a clean bed made with pure white sheets. And the gladiators who came first were sitting on their respective beds with awkward expressions.

“What is this place?”

“Well. “It’s a doctor’s office.”

The answer was given by someone other than Sir Gardin. Damian turned to the direction the voice came from.

The crown prince was there.

He shrugged his shoulders in this direction.

“If you come, please take a seat. “We will start treatment as soon as everyone is together.”

“….”

Damian sat down on the bed closest to the crown prince. And then he looked at the crown prince blankly.

“Why are you being so nice to us?”

I was curious the whole time.

Honestly, I didn’t understand.

Last night, why did he secretly visit me and show me a favor while hiding his identity? Did he rescue himself and the gladiators from the abyss by wiping out the promoters and the gladiatorial arena? Why are they letting them stay in the villa?

It was full of things I didn’t understand. However, the crown prince still smiled meaningfully.

“I’m in a lot of pain.”

“…yes?”

“That’s why we need them.”

Rakiel raised his head as he tidied up the moxa sticks he had prepared in advance. I looked around at Damian and the gladiators.

Damian’s gaze looking this way.

The eyes of the remaining gladiators.

Everyone was puzzled and anxious at the same time. It was like elementary school students sitting in a dentist’s waiting room.

Actually, Rakiel knew it too.

That they are not completely relieved by this favor. On the contrary, the fact that they are suspicious and anxious about the favor this side is giving them.

‘of course. It might feel like there is no context for me being nice to them. This isn’t something you give out like volunteer work. From their perspective, the reason would be impossible to guess.’

In fact, his goal was bonus life.

Many gladiators, including Damien. The curse of stigma they must be experiencing. Neuralgia caused by a curse. I was thinking of treating it. That was the calculation to get the bonus life.

Of course, there were other easier and faster ways. In fact, there was no need to rescue gladiators.

‘All you have to do is go to the ghetto.’

There will be many people falling and dying there. Healing them will easily give you a lot of bonus life.

But Rachiel’s thoughts were a little different.

‘It’s too dangerous. ‘The risk is too great.’

That was true considering the sanitary conditions in the slums. Syphilis, tuberculosis, and many other unknown contagious diseases may be spreading secretly. But what if you go to a place like that to get treatment? With a body like this that makes you cringe just by being there?

‘If you do that, you’ll be exposed to all kinds of infectious diseases. ‘Because your body is weak, your immunity will be at the lowest level.’

You shouldn’t do that.

If you catch an infectious disease with such a weak body, it will be the end. I will die without even trying my hand at it and will have career counseling with King Yeomna.

Rakiel didn’t expect such a result. I didn’t want to risk my life just to get the bonus life a little faster.

So it was.

Neuralgia of Damien and the gladiators. I promised myself that I would earn my bonus life step by step in a safe way to fix that. Fortunately(?), their neuralgia was not a disease that ended in simple pain.

‘It eats away at your body little by little. Like a parasite. The novel said that it would exhaust the body for several years and disrupt the circulation of mana. What if I leave it as is?’

It is said that about 10 years after the stigma is engraved, the person becomes a bad person. It was also said that he would die after suffering from pain.

What if you save them?

The benefits will be great.

‘Most of them are in their early to mid twenties or at most early thirties. This means that if the curse of the stigma is lifted, the life expectancy will increase significantly. Then, the bonus life I will get will also be useful.’

Naturally, such calculations were possible.

But I couldn’t tell you honestly. Who would believe you if you told them that treating others would give them a bonus lifespan or that only they would see such a message? Instead, you will just be treated like a crazy person.

‘Then it will be troublesome.’

Gladiators are the patients who will receive treatment here. First, we need to erase their anxiety.

A person who provides medical services.

Patients receiving treatment.

Shouldn’t there be a sense of trust and bond between the two for the positive effects of treatment to flow?

‘So now I’m mixing in some appropriate lies.’

It would be better to inform you of the reason and purpose of this favor. After finishing the calculation, Rachiel moistened her lips. An appropriate(?) lie was put on my tongue. He fired wildly and shamelessly.

“Where in the world is there anything free? Let me think about it. Do you think I saved them as a simple favor and brought them to the villa as if I were doing them a favor? “I hope you are not mistaken.”

The gladiators perked their ears.

That’s a good response.

I continued speaking with a smile on my mind.

“So, as I just revealed, I’m a little sick. To be precise, I have a lot of chronic diseases. “I’m sure everyone is familiar with this fact, right?”

“….”

Several gladiators shook their heads.

A weak prince with the worst health. Because there is no one in this empire who doesn’t know that.

Rachiel continued speaking.

“But the existing imperial palace doctors couldn’t treat my illness. No matter how many different treatments I received, my chronic illness only got worse day by day. So, I am trying to find an alternative treatment on my own.”

“….”

“Now that I’ve said this, some people may have noticed. that’s right. Damien Cayenne? “I think you guessed what I meant.”

“…Yes, Your Highness.”

“Shall we hear your guess?”

“Are you bringing us here to test that new treatment?”

“That is correct.”

Of course, this is the wrong answer.

Rakiel smiled satisfied.

They are misunderstanding me just as I intended. It was what I hoped for. He looked around at the gladiators.

“It’s just like Damien said. I plan to use them as test subjects for new treatments. So they wiped out the gladiatorial arena and brought everyone here and provided them with good places to sleep and food. “You can think of it as a reward that I offer to everyone who will devote their whole body to developing new treatments.”

“….”

The gladiators’ eyes wavered slightly. They were brought here as experimental subjects. However, Rakiel did not care and added what he had prepared.

“Oh, and one more thing. There is already someone who took the test first. Damien Cayenne right here got his first treatment from me last night and felt the effects. “Isn’t that right?”

“…you’re right.”

Damian nodded.

He looked around at the remaining gladiators and said.

“After my first treatment, my nerve pain was almost gone.”

“….”

The gladiators turned to each other. Some of them nodded. As if Damian, the champion, could be trusted as a witness. Rachiel, who read the mood, struck a chord.

“So, is there anyone who is anxious about the treatment starting now?”

“….”

No one came forward. A satisfied smile appeared on Rachiel’s lips.

‘done. It’s a success.’

Looking at the gladiators’ reactions, he could be sure. As patients, they had minimal trust in us.

So what from now on?

‘I can care for you as much as I want without worrying.’

I’m saying this again, but moxibustion is hot and painful. In order to endure this without complaint, trust in the oriental medicine doctor is essential.

The belief that even if it hurts like this, things can get better if you endure it. Even if your skin gets burned. Even if you suffer because of it. You must be confident that it is a treatment that will heal more painful areas.

‘It’s like Arbo-Seven, the legendary medicine that you apply when you get sick.’

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Unavoidable pain for treatment.

The paradise of healing that will come when you overcome that.

Through moxibustion, I will break the chains of pain that bind them. In this way, you will gain the bonus life to the fullest.

Rachiel clapped her hands in promise.

“Attention to self. “Then let’s start treatment right away. Let’s all take off our shirts and lie down on the bed!”

It was from then on.

Rachiel’s stigma removal moxibustion clinic has begun.

It was also a grand first step toward the future, when the Crown Prince’s ‘Villa Oriental Medicine Clinic’ would later be opened here.