The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 343

Episode 343 The truth is more destructive than lies (1)

“….”

It is questionable.

I guess this is what I think is right now.

…Thinking, Damian looked around the cramped studio apartment. The cooled abalone porridge was already out of sight.

Instead, what caught his eye was a large bookshelf that took up an entire corner of the studio.

All kinds of books were piled up. What was unusual was that certain books had particularly many traces of having been touched.

‘Is that an interesting book?’

Is that why the crown prince he serves often read it when he lived here? I couldn’t figure it out.

However, books with a lot of hand stains had something in common. Just by looking at it, it was clearly thick.

I’m curious.

I can’t take it anymore.

Damian stretched out his hand.

‘Because I want to know a little more about what kind of person you were here.’

I took out the book that had the most dirt on it. It was heavy. unfolded. An unknown text unfolded.

Of course I wasn’t disappointed. Because I roughly expected it. Instead, the pictures included in the book were sufficiently recognizable.

‘This is…’

It was a picture of a shirtless man lying flat on his back. However, there were countless dots all over the upper body of the man in the picture.

Why?

Why is the location of those dots so familiar?

Sararak Sararak.

Damian continued to turn the pages. All of the paintings depicted specific parts of the human body and were filled with dots all over the place.

Watching that, Damian was slowly able to gain enlightenment.

‘Acupuncture…!’

This is it.

The points shown in the picture.

These are all places where the crown prince usually pricks with thorns!

‘Then surely?’

Damian took out another book and opened it. And without realizing it, I was shocked.

A page I opened without thinking. This was because there was a huge and beautiful picture of Ssuktteobong there.

“….”

okay. I still can’t forget it. The day I first met the crown prince in the underground gladiatorial arena. The burning and painful sensation of the first mugwort stick that I suffered through so many hardships (?) is still vivid. Honestly, I thought I was being tortured.

But that was…

‘It was all medical skills learned here.’

Suddenly, I remembered the words the crown prince had said over and over again as if he was climbing over a wall.

When asked where he learned these amazing medical techniques, the Crown Prince would often say this. I saw it in the imperial palace library. It was said to be a medical art from an ancient kingdom that has now disappeared. And so on and so forth.

Moreover….

‘I think it was said that a mysterious being approached Sir Gardin in his dream and taught him the art of medicine?’

Of course, Lord Gardin himself did not believe that. I just got the feeling that the crown prince was reluctant to reveal something.

But now that I see it, it was like that.

The truth was something else.

“You… were the one who healed people here too.”

But why did I live in such a cramped and musty space? Was there some kind of story? Damian’s eyes and hands moved with curiosity.

The next thing he took out was a leather-bound book.

unfolded.

I was immediately shocked.

It was because I saw a picture.

“….”

It’s a very realistic picture. It is so vibrant that it seems as if it is coming alive right before your eyes. Who is the artist who painted this? Maybe he’s a genius. No, putting that aside….

‘Perhaps?’

Damian stared at the boy in the photo. I think he was about five years old. He was hugged by his parents and smiling brightly.

I turned the page.

The boy has grown up.

Six and seven years old, kindergarten, elementary school entrance, picnic, sports day graduation, re-entry to middle school, awkward school uniform worn for the first time, school trip, college entrance exam, discharge from the military, admission to oriental medicine school, MT dating, friends graduation, and even a commemorative shot of the opening of an oriental medicine clinic.

I looked at it carefully.

I finally found out.

‘You were born here… and you lived like this.’

On the other hand, I became more curious. I also thought that I would like to hear the story at least once.

But the curiosity ends here. Because constantly prying into other people’s private lives is not a very good hobby. I closed the album. It was then.

Tuk.

Something that had been inserted into the very back page of the album leaked out and fell out. What is it? Damian, who had been picking it up without thinking, opened his eyes wide without realizing it.

“Why am I… here?”

The photo he picked up.

No illustration.

On the back, the author’s words and autograph were engraved: ‘Demon Sword Emperor Reader Event Winner: Thank you, Rambo Nose Reader.’

♣

“Who are you?”

The hospital room door suddenly opened.

A face I encountered without preparation.

In a situation like this, I encountered the number one thing I would never want to face.

Because it is familiar and familiar. I’m so happy to see you. But you won’t recognize me. Rather, it seems strange. That’s why I didn’t want to encounter it.

“hey?”

Wonho, my friend since childhood, looked me up and down with a suspicious look. I could definitely guess how that guy would react. So I hit the player first.

“You don’t have to say hello. I know Korean. sorry. “I think I mistook it for a hospital room.”

“Oh yes…”

Only then did Wonho’s guard relax. I didn’t want to arouse suspicion again, so I naturally backed away and walked to the other side of the hallway.

The sound of the guy’s footsteps walking away was heard from behind. Perhaps he was on his way to the nurse’s office to say something.

Even then, my heart was pounding.

‘Whoa.’

To be honest, if you meet them, their true identity is unlikely to be discovered.

Because they are completely different people in appearance. If you don’t show it, you’ll never know. No, if you show it on purpose, you will be treated like a crazy person.

So there is no need to be anxious like this. All you have to do is calmly lay down the iron plate. That’s harder than you think. More than ever.

‘Your face is very damaged.’

The sight of Wonho’s face, which I saw briefly, never left my mind. He didn’t have good skin to begin with, but I could see that it was getting worse.

Because the time has passed in an orthodox way? No, it’s probably because I couldn’t sleep well while stuck here at the hospital. I guess it’s because I’m worried about my original body, which still hasn’t regained consciousness.

‘I’m sorry, my friend.’

It felt like I was just causing a nuisance. It was even more so when I saw my friend’s footsteps coming back from the nurse’s office and the heavy expression on his face as he entered the hospital room.

On the other hand, I also felt anxious.

‘If you keep hanging around here in the hallway, you’ll get suspicious.’

This is especially true because he has the appearance of a stranger. To be honest, I was a little anxious. But fortunately, Wonho, who had entered the hospital room, was seen coming out again soon.

“hello? Oh yes. yes. sorry. I’m at the hospital right now so I can’t talk on the phone… Can I call you back in about 5 minutes? Oh yes. thank you.”

I guess I got a call from a business partner or something. I saw Wonho’s back walking busily toward the elevator.

‘bingo.’

Defense finally lifted!

I waited until Wonho’s appearance completely disappeared and then naturally entered the hospital room. There were no other patients in the two-person hospital room.

Only one person’s original body was lying unconscious, as if asleep.

“….”

This is what I look like.

It was strange to see him after such a long time. Or is it unfamiliar to me to see myself through the eyes of others? I kept getting a strange feeling.

On the other hand, a feeling of anxiety arose. It was because my body seemed to be in better condition than I expected.

‘If my original body opens its eyes… what will happen to me?’

I couldn’t guess.

Will I return to my original body? If I went back to Lee Han’s life right now, would I be able to accept it?

no.

Maybe I won’t be happy. It might be better to just turn around and run away.

But why do I reach out for my original body? Are you trying to check the pulse?

‘It’s a real occupational disease.’

Since I came this far, I wanted to see for myself what happened to my original body. He repeated it with a bitter smile.

‘Jinmaek.’

The skill was activated.

Ding dong!

[Starting the pulse.]

[Scanning]

[3… 2… 1…]

[…Scanning]

[3… 2… 1…]

[… …scanning]

[3… 2…]

‘Huh?’

Something was strange.

There were no results.

Could it be that there is a lag?

The notice that said “The pulse results have been received”, which should have appeared after the count, did not appear at all. It felt as if something had broken or an unidentified noise had intervened.

‘what?’

I have used the Jinmaek skill hundreds of times so far, but this was the first time something like this had happened. I was embarrassed.

It was then.

– …?

Instead of the familiar notice, an unknown echo was faintly heard.

From where? From inside my original body. From the depths. Someone’s anxious voice rang out far away.

– Isn’t there anything?

Nya nya ah…!

A voice that seems to desperately want help. It was not a familiar voice. The way he spoke was also a bit unusual.

It’s like a tone that would be used in an old-fashioned period movie or play. Or, it was an accent that only suited aristocratic patients visiting a villa.

‘what?’

I used the pulse skill, but why doesn’t the comprehensive medical checkup sheet that should appear and why do I hear strange voices from a distance now and then?

I became curious.

However, apart from this person’s puzzlement, an unknown voice became increasingly clear. Or got closer. It felt as if they had noticed our presence and were running towards us to welcome us.

No, it actually seemed like that.

– Oh, who is there? Good!

Looks like he’s running in a hurry.

A voice that becomes more vivid and closer.

– Finally, someone brave came to save me. It went well. What a success!

How happy are you to do that? It was a cheer that was almost like crying. On the other hand, I could feel that he was trying not to lose his dignity despite all that.

Of course, from this point of view…

‘What is it? ‘This is absurd.’

I just used the pulse skill.

Why is this grumpy voice coming from inside my original body and making a fuss to welcome me? I didn’t understand this situation.

I wondered if I was seeing something or hearing a ghost.

But it seems like that voice also heard the grumbles from this side.

– …What? How outrageous is this? How dare you say something like that after coming to save me?

Are you questioning this direction?

No, it seems like he’s trying to scold me more than that.

I became even more dumbfounded and answered back.

‘Who comes to save whom?’

– Oh, that’s cruel. Did you know who I am and then use your mouth carelessly?

‘Who are you?’

At this point, I became curious.

An unknown voice responded in a stern and serious tone.

– As for me, I am Raquiel Adria Magentano, the only legitimate successor to Asterion Testarossa Magentano, the rightful ruler of a vast empire, and the next heir to the throne. So, please get me out of this cramped, strange body as soon as possible. right now.