The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 558

Episode 558 Plan to destroy the King of Demon World (1)

…boo!

A hot lump crawling up my throat.

The red color soon stains the toilet.

‘uh?’

what.

why?

why?

I was so surprised at first.

But there was no time to be surprised.

“…Uuuup!”

Once again.

Whoops.

Red blood rushed up my throat and was sprayed onto the world.

“Ugh! Sigh! “Kuh khuh khuh!”

Remnants of blood came out one after another. My hand couldn’t even close my mouth. Red blood flowing out from between them. So vivid. That’s why it’s so ominous.

‘….’

Crazy.

Rachiel glared at the blood she had just coughed up with a stern expression. I was so surprised. But even during this, he did not forget to check his condition.

‘My throat… hurts.’

In times like this, you shouldn’t panic. You need to calmly understand the situation first. With that single thought, my thoughts turned urgently.

I just vomited blood.

This is not hemoptysis that comes with coughing.

Hematemesis accompanied by vomiting was evident.

But my throat hurts, not my stomach.

Then….

‘Is it a problem in the esophagus?’

While I was thinking about it, I started vomiting again.

“…Uuuup!”

Whoosh!

Another lump of blood came out.

It hurt like my throat was being torn apart.

‘crazy.’

I moved my hand urgently. I pointed at my other wrist. The skill was activated.

‘Jinmaek.’

Ding dong!

[Begin taking pulse.]

[Scanning.]

[3… 2… 1…]

[The pulse results have been received.]

[Please check the

table below.]

Why?

What is the cause?

I cast my trembling gaze downward.

Toward the comprehensive findings section below the comprehensive examination table.

There, his current truth was revealed.

[Comprehensive findings: All items are gradually showing a serious prognosis. The health of the body, which was once reset after experiencing death and resurrection, is rapidly deteriorating. The cause is continuous overwork and overwork in proportion to insufficient rest and sleep….]

That was then.

smart!

Someone knocked on the door. A question full of concern follows.

“majesty? Are you okay?”

It was Damian. The voice of the guy asking the question was slightly trembling. You probably heard it from here. But the good news is that he only heard the sound.

“uh? It’s okay then.”

I answered calmly. The guy still doesn’t know what he threw up. Then it’s okay. That’s it. I thought about that and looked around.

“I was feeling a little sick, and then I felt like this again.”

“Are you pretending?”

“Anyway?”

…I guess I’m starting to feel sick again. But I shouldn’t tell you that. Especially in moments like now.

He said, thinking to himself as if to comfort himself.

“I guess I was surprised that you walked away so suddenly. “Do you think this is all because of you?”

“…Is that so?”

“yes.”

“What can I do for you?”

“What are you doing for me? Just stay there. “Do not allow the servants to come in.”

“But your highness. “I’ll clean up after myself…”

“I’ll do it. Why do you make others do this? Messy. This is a strict order. “No one comes in.”

“…All right.”

I heard Damian standing in front of the door. done. Finally, a sigh of relief came out. On the other hand, I again felt the pain in my neck that I had forgotten for a while.

“….”

What on earth happened to me?

I looked away again.

It was heading to the general opinion section that I ended up reading a while ago.

[…Original patient: Rachiel Adria Magentano, who had an extremely weak and sickly constitution, was given the opportunity to reset her constitution after experiencing death and resurrection by the Dragon King. However, Patient: Rakiel did not take good care of his own health during the period given this golden opportunity, and instead committed the foolishness of repeating overuse and overwork.] “

….”

Is that really the case?

But I couldn’t help it.

There was always a reason it had to be that way. If we hadn’t done that, we would have been faced with situations where everyone would die immediately or face catastrophe.

‘How could I have done more?’

Even thinking about it now, I’m not sure.

I just thought I did my best at every given moment. That thought is no different now. Just like countless people who work hard every day they are given. Like many people who put off their immediate rest little by little and run to chase their dreams or to escape the hardships of reality.

I just did that too.

[…As a result, Patient: Rachiel’s body has returned to its previous weak constitution, and signs of liver cirrhosis are detected due to the accumulation of toxic substances in the liver due to recent overuse and overwork. In addition, due to early cirrhosis, blood accumulates in the portal vein and blood pressure rises. As a result of this, the blood flow to the esophageal vein increases abnormally, and esophageal varix, which expands the size of the esophageal vein, was detected.]

‘Then, he just vomited blood. ‘

The esophageal vein, which had swollen due to the rise in blood pressure, burst. After reading the information that appeared in the general opinion, I was finally able to find out the cause.

[…Current patient: Esophageal varices, as seen by Rakiel, is a serious disease that can cause hematemesis and bloody stool, and can lead to hypovolemic shock and death if symptoms worsen. Therefore, we strongly recommend treatment as quickly as possible and long-term treatment. If overwork and overuse continue, the bonus lifespan given to the patient: Rachiel may be partially reduced.]

Prompt treatment.

Long-term treatment.

Without that, your bonus life will be reduced.

“….”

It felt like a black curtain was drawn over my mind. But on the other hand, I focused on calmly diagnosing my own condition.

‘Let’s organize it. I’ve become a garbage person again. The cause is overwork and overwork. Because of that, the opportunity to reset my constitution that the Dragon King had given me was lost. As a result, early cirrhosis of the liver and subsequent esophageal varices occurred. I just coughed up blood.’

Of course, the scale of the vomiting of blood was not yet serious. This was really good for varicose veins. Fortunately, it ended with me spitting out a couple of lumps of blood, and it seems like the bleeding was somehow stopped. Because there is no further vomiting of blood.

‘This time, the vein was only slightly torn, like a small portion of it causing incontinence. Luckily. It seems that the little bit of blood that came out did not flow back up the esophagus right away, but flowed down to the stomach, where it pooled, causing discomfort in the stomach, causing him to vomit blood. But…’

Rakiel recalled what he had learned before.

It was about esophageal varices.

‘Varicose bleeding has a secretly high fatality rate. Moreover, once varicose veins form, they continue to swell and grow larger. As such, the probability of bleeding continues to increase.’

Therefore, patients with esophageal varicose veins have a 15-20% chance of experiencing rebleeding within 2 years even if appropriate medication is used. In such cases, the prognosis is very poor. This means that the probability of additional bleeding increases.

“….”

What will happen to me? Here, you can’t even get drugs like beta blockers used for varicose veins. Otherwise, it is impossible to tie off the veins with surgery such as endoscopic variceal ligation EVL.

However, there was no time given for further consideration.

“majesty? Are you okay!”

Another person’s worried cry is heard from outside. This time it was Sir Frandel, the commander of the palace guard. Then, the sound of him trying to open the door and Damian blocking him was heard.

“Uh-huh, Sir Cayenne? What is this? “Get out of the way.”

“It’s not possible. “Your Majesty has commanded.”

“what?”

“Your Majesty’s orders were not to let anyone in.”

“But Your Majesty vomited. But how could you not check…”

“Your Highness said it was okay.”

“You are okay only when you are okay with the eyes of those around you. “Get out of the way.”

“It’s not possible.”

Damian’s voice became cold as he answered.

I could sense that Lord Frandel’s mood was also becoming harsh.

I quickly opened my mouth towards them.

“Write it. Am I really okay? “Just wait a moment.”

It won’t work. If this continues, Damian and Sir Frandel might grab me by the collar, so I have to get out quickly. With that in mind, I quickly cleaned up the scene(?). The magic flush toilet worked. He then sprinkled water around the area to wash away the blood that had spattered.

‘What about clothes?’

Fortunately, there was almost no blood splattered on the clothes. It looked like a few small drops had splashed on his pants, but since the pants were black, the blood stains didn’t seem to be noticeable.

Only after completing her own thorough inspection did Rakiel take a deep breath. Then he opened the door and gave a nonchalant thump.

“Tsk. “What kind of fuss is everyone making over something I vomited after feeling a little sick…”

But he couldn’t finish the beating. It was because of the unexpected sight that unfolded before my eyes as soon as I opened the door.

“….”

Many people had gathered.

There were already a lot more people than expected who cared about this place.

Damian, of course. Sir Frandel is already holding the guy by the collar, Sergio and the special forces are trying to stop Sir Frandel, Nurse Annis is frowning and sniffing, and even Sir Gardin is already crying and fidgeting.

I even saw Urus and Tusik with their faces pressed against the window. Above the heads of those guys, a worried look was being cast. On the other hand, just below the threshold, even fantastic species such as Kosomi, Pobok, and Komong were crowded around.

‘Seriously…’

I couldn’t believe I had already heard the news, so I could see Princess Adeline and the 2nd prince standing and pacing around in the distance.

So it was.

“Everyone, what is this?”

I deliberately made an impression.

It had to be that way.

This was because the moment I saw so many people who were so anxious about the slightest change in this side that were truly worried about this side, I felt it.

‘If I reveal my condition… it will never be possible.’

The moment you say that your health has deteriorated, everyone’s attention and efforts will be directed towards you. Damian will be left behind to that extent.

“….”

do not do that.

At least that’s the case for now.

In a situation where the threat of the Demon King is not over and is still continuing, if that happens, it will be the end for everyone.

“I’m fine, so everyone go back to what you were doing. “Don’t make a fuss.”

He calmly made everyone retreat. In the meantime, some people, including Sir Gardin, hesitated and looked at him with concern and concern. But he also made them retreat.

“Can’t you see I’m still in treatment?”

Only by frowning at their worried eyes was I able to get everyone to step back. After that, I deliberately stopped paying attention to my own condition. I concentrated with all my might on checking Damian’s condition as if everyone else was watching.

Fortunately, Damian’s condition was very good. This was a guy who quickly learned the key to controlling the Selma muscle. It was even noticeable that his understanding of control techniques was deepening by the minute. At first, he was only able to walk here and there, but by the time the sun set, he had progressed to the point where he was able to jump and perform basic swordsmanship.

I felt relieved when I saw that.

“….”

okay.

That’s enough now.

At this level, you can feel at ease.

Finally, I can take the next step I was thinking of. I will be able to heal myself later. Until then, I will be able to survive with my bonus life.

So…

“The next step is to force the Demon King to descend in an incomplete state while Damian is still alive, and then fight him… “No, wouldn’t it be better if we step on them collectively?”

That night, Rachiel visited Dragon King Berkis and revealed the big picture of the next stage of the operation, a new idea he had recently had.

It was a plan to destroy the Demon King.

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