The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 245

Episode 245 Body Appearance (1)

‘Mom, why was I born?’

‘We were born to exist as members of a great race.’

‘No, not like that.’

‘then?’

‘It’s like the ultimate purpose for which I was born.’

‘There is no such thing.’

‘uh? why?’

‘Because you were perfect from the moment you were born and will remain so until the end. By existence itself.’

‘why?’

‘We are that kind of species to begin with.’

‘Are all dragons like that?’

‘That’s right. From head to tail. Everything, even the most recessed parts of the mind. ‘We are the only species that is perfect from beginning to end.’

‘So… what about making mistakes?’

‘Even mistakes are part of perfection.’

‘It can’t be perfect, then?’

‘That’s right. That is the true nature of our blessings and curses.’

… said my mother.

I said so.

It was clearly like that.

‘mother? ‘You say I’m perfect?’

But why is it that my body has an organ whose only function is to cause inflammation and explode? Why is it that I have to show my bare buttocks to mere insignificant people because of whether it is the appendix or a piece of the appendix?

‘Could it be because I’m perfect?’

Fortis, the dragon-armored dragon, internally screamed with his whole body. Toward my mother in my memories. Of course, she wasn’t dead, but I sincerely questioned my mother, who had been kind to me when I was young.

I wanted to cry.

Appendicitis.

Just because of that, I had to get a colonoscopy or something. I can’t believe I have to endure being in this situation…

‘Yongsaeng really.’

Is this what it feels like to be thrown into a hardcore gutter? He chewed and swallowed the self-destruction that was filling his dragon heart. And he looked at the person in front of him with a seemingly calm and arrogant expression.

There was a human prince there.

“You really thought it through, Portis.”

“….”

“It must have been a very difficult decision. You must have been under a lot of pressure. So it must have taken some time to get back here. “When it comes to endoscopy, it’s really difficult and there’s a lot of resistance at first.”

“….”

“So, it wasn’t an unusual reaction for you to be so offended. Because everyone says that. So you don’t have to worry too much about it. “Isn’t there something else that’s really important?”

“…something really important?”

“yes.”

“What is that?”

“The patient, Mr. Portis, appears to be improving.”

“….”

The crown prince smiles brightly and speaks well.

Portis closed his mouth at that sight. In fact, returning to the annex oriental medicine clinic was not easy. How much thought did you put into it? How much I was torn between the rational calculation that a colonoscopy was the best way to remove appendicitis and the feeling of shame that came over me from time to time.

A mere insignificant human will never know. You won’t even understand.

But Portis showed no such expression at all. Because I have already decided to undergo the procedure. That’s why I came back here.

“There is no need for trivial praise or encouragement. “It would be better to leave that out of the way and proceed with what needs to be done.”

“Yes, of course. “Then let’s start with the pulse.”

“Jinmaek?”

“yes. “I’m doing a medical examination.”

“I should have told you I had appendicitis.”

“Still, I have to check. “There may be complications that you may not be aware of.”

Rachiel said as if it was obvious.

In fact, it was a natural thing to say. Which doctor or oriental medicine doctor in the world would only listen to what a patient says and skip the examination or diagnosis? That was absolutely ridiculous.

However, Dragon Fortis took Rachiel’s answer in a different way.

“How dare you not trust my words now?”

You are perfect.

Because they are that kind of species.

But he wouldn’t trust his own words when he was just a human being. It was absurd. Of course, Rachiel was dumbfounded when she saw Portis’ reaction.

“Why should I not trust Portis? I trust you. Rather, I would like to ask. “Do you not trust me, Fortis?”

“uh?”

“If you don’t trust me, why do you want to entrust your treatment to me?”

“That’s…”

“Please believe what I say as an Oriental medicine doctor. After all, neither I nor Fortis are perfect beings.”

“How dare you say something? “I am a perfect body in and of itself.”

“Is that why you came to see me because your appendix was swollen?”

“….”

“I’m going to get sick. “Please give me your wrist.”

“….”

It is true that I am a perfect being. I should be able to easily prove that. That’s correct. But why can’t I think of anything to say in response?

Am I… perfect?…

Portis held out his wrist, feeling a sense of self-destruction that was once again confounding the roots of his soul.

Rakiel’s eyes became serious.

‘Jinmaek.’

I never thought the day would come when I would hold a dragon’s wrist and take its pulse. I felt a new sense of wonder and concentrated my mind. On the other hand, I was curious about what the results would be if I sedated the dragon.

Soon the skill’s response came.

Ding dong!

[Starting pulse measurement.]

[Scanning.]

[3… 2… 1…]

[Calculating pulse results….]

[Calculating….]

[Crackling… crackling. ….]

[Howl… Howl… Pussss….]

‘Huh?’

The pulse skill has been discontinued?

At first I thought I heard wrong. But it wasn’t. The skill was actually forcibly stopped. Like a machine that overheated and shut down, all I could hear in my ears was the sound of smoke escaping instead of the familiar voice of skill guidance.

That wasn’t all.

Thanks to this, the five intestines and six organs here, which were fine, suddenly became an uproar.

Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong!

[The loud crackling noise stimulates the five organs and six organs.]

[The five organs and six parts repeatedly ring the doorbell, protesting against your indiscriminate use of skills.]

[Let us all participate in reducing household noise for our neighbors♡]

“…. ”

Anyway, I understand.

‘Is it possible that the pulse results are not coming out?’

It probably seemed like that. Now that I think about it, there was a reason that seemed obvious at first glance. He turned to face Portis.

“Is that a dragon over there?”

“hmm. What’s the problem? Or do you feel any other symptoms besides appendicitis?”

“no. That’s not it…”

“Then?”

“What is Portis’ condition right now? “The mana flow inside the body must be very different from the main body, right?”

“of course.”

Portis nodded.

“The moment they see the true face of this great body, a small creature like you will be so scared that it will soak the hem of its pants.”

“Oh yes….”

“Is that all? Your reason will be consumed by the emotion of fear, and you will lie down on the floor like a bug and beg for your life. “I’m already curious about that little guy.”

“Oh yeah…”

Rakiel responded roughly and was confident in her heart.

‘It’s not my original form, so my pulse isn’t working properly!’

i get it.

Now that I think about it, the setting of the novel Demon Sword Emperor came to mind. The Demon Sword Emperor’s Dragon also had a similar setting to other novels. A representative example was the ‘polymorph’ magic.

‘Polymorph. It’s some kind of super high-level transformation magic. ‘You can transform into any race you want.’

The same goes for Portis in front of you.

It takes on the shape of a human through polymorph magic. Nevertheless, its essence will be a dragon. That huge gap must have caused a malfunction of the pulse skill.

So the conclusion is simple.

Just solve the polymorph. All you have to do is take the pulse in the main body state. But it is also something that should not be pursued without ignorance right now.

“First of all, I need to send out some official letters to the imperial palace.”

“Official document? What official document?”

The dragon tilted its head at Rachiel’s words. You installed this person’s pulse to find out, and then suddenly it’s an official document?

“If Mr. Fortis’s body were to appear in the villa without any warning, there would be a huge uproar.”

“Hmm? Is that really the case? Because of the majesty of this great body?”

“yes. “Perhaps, a general mobilization order will be issued to the Imperial Defense Force, wartime martial law will be imposed, hoarding of daily necessities, including food ingredients, evacuation queues will occur, the economy will be shaken, and families will fall apart.”

“Hehe. “That is the power of this body.”

“Yes that’s right. So, please give me just one day.”

“That’s about it.”

I simply asked for Portis’ understanding. Rakiel postponed the pulse for a moment and called the chamberlain. He then had them write an official letter to be sent to the imperial palace.

The Chamberlain’s face turned pale after hearing the contents of the official document.

“Do you mean… the dragon… in the villa garden?”

“Um, you can just use it as is.”

“But your highness?”

“why? Kyung: You probably know that the patient’s identity is a dragon, right? “You must have heard about it from Sir Gardin.”

“Yes, I know.”

“Then why are you freaking out again?”

“It would be no different if a huge dragon revealed its true form in the garden…”

“Are you worried about the chaos that will result? “So you’re writing an official letter?”

“No, that’s not it…”

“Then?”

“The precious flower I planted in the garden….”

“Huh?”

“Among them, there is also a flower plant that I named and watered myself every morning…”

“….”

“Her name is Anastasia….”

“That’s it. “Enforce it.”

“…Your Highness!”

The chamberlain’s heartbreaking screams(?) were of no use. The official document was written without any fuss and was delivered to the imperial palace at lightning speed. The palace’s surprise was short-lived. Things proceeded smoothly. Thanks to this, the garden of the villa was completely emptied at noon the next day. It was a measure to manifest the dragon’s body.

And Emperor Asterion personally moved to check it out.

“Your Majesty, are you okay?”

This is the rooftop of the main building of the villa.

There, Sir Roberto, commander of the emperor’s bodyguard, asked:

“Rather than hiding like this, you should come down and observe with His Highness the Crown Prince…”

“No.”

The Emperor cuts Sir Roberto’s advice with a sword-like confidence.

His firm words continued.

“The moment Jim comes down and sits with him, he’s going to get all cocky.”

“What about it, Your Majesty? “Your Highness…”

“Yes. I know. He’s not the kind of guy who gets overconfident that easily. But I don’t want to give that any room for that.”

“….”

“Actually, I was truly shocked when I received the official letter he sent yesterday. “I didn’t know he could roast and boil a dragon.”

It was true.

Of course, we had received a report a few days ago that a dragon patient had appeared at the annex oriental medicine clinic and left after causing a small commotion. Until then, I thought it would end at that point. I had no idea that the dragon would come back or that he would actually become a patient at the annex oriental medicine clinic.

‘How far will that child… extend?’

Perhaps he will be engraved in history as the father of someone who will be talked about in human history in the future. Just thinking about it made me feel like I was flying. If I didn’t have eyes to see, I would want to jump in place.

So it was.

If you feel so overwhelmed, what should your son be like?

“Which doctor in the world has ever treated a dragon as a patient? Who else has accomplished such a feat? There was none. At least as far as Jim knows. “He’s probably aware of that fact, too.”

“So… you mean that you will not give His Highness the Crown Prince any room to be complacent?”

“okay. Because pride leads to sloth and self-indulgence.”

The emperor nodded.

Now I recognize my son’s abilities. So a new worry arose.

I’m afraid my son will get drunk on his own prominence. I am afraid that my growth may stagnate or go down the wrong path. That was the only thing I was worried about.

So a bitter smile kept coming out of me.

‘Becoming a parent… was this difficult?’

Is there no end to worrying?

Is this what it means to be a parent?

Feeling a new sense of reality, the emperor looked down at the garden of the villa below. There were his son and a man who was presumed to be a dragon.

And after a while.

In front of the emperor and his family, Fortis, a 120-meter-long, 6,500-ton armored dragon with a carapace made of 180 layers of ultra-hard diamond embossing, trampled on the precious orchid ‘Anastasia’ in the palace’s garden and appeared in its original form.