The conversationâs noise was sounded all over the hospital room.
ââŠâŠthe therapist. Thanks a lot. Thanks to you, my live was saved.â
âNo, I still wonât be too relieved. So please be careful.â
âWow, youâre so kind. I guess heaven blessed me so that I could meet such a therapist.â It was the patient who was hauled in blood on that day! How could he be talking and well already?
Although he was still pale, he opened his eyes wide and thanked him.
âWhatâs going on here?â
Lance denied the reality in sight.
âDid Dr. Bugs treat you?â
âThe chief therapist?â
âThereâs no way a senior would have treated such a bad patient, right? You want to know who treated this patient?â Raymond rolled his eyes. âI did.â
Lance was gushing angrily.
âYou⊠you treated him?â
âDonât tell ridiculous lies! With your healing powerâŠâŠ.â
âItâs not healing.â
âWhat did you say?â
Raymond breathed in.
It was a gateway to overcome at any time.
âWe treated this patient with medical technology, an ancient treatment.â
âEui⊠What?â
Lanceâs eyes were stained with absurdity.
Medical science? This is the first he had heard of it.
But Raymond was unwavering and brazenly pushing his case.
He looked at Lance and laid out the scenario he had prepared.
âA while ago, when I went to the northern part of the country to run errands, I accidentally stepped wrong and fell off a cliff. Then I happened to enter the ancient ruins, and I was able to learn ancient healing and medicine.â
The so-called cliff play scenario!
It was a repertoire often used in various novels, so it was not a completely absurd story.
âWhat! Do you think I would believe such a ridiculous lie?!â
It was then, that the patient, who was listening to the conversation between the two, opened his mouth.
âOh, youâre too noisy. You, healer!â
ââŠâŠ!â
âI swear on my name, itâs not a lie that the handsome therapist saved me. I definitely remember that therapist stamping his feet to save me.â
The patient, Bent, had a dim recollection of what happened when he was undergoing surgery.
Although he used a hallucinogenic herb, it was not a perfect anesthetic, so he came to consciousness from time to time.
âThis is the evidence that the therapist treated me. Look.â
Bent lifted his clothes and showed his belly.
A sharp incision was evident.
ââŠ!â
When Lance couldnât say anything, Bent scoffed.
âCome to think of it, I remember your face, too. Unlike the therapist who treated me, you have such an ugly face that I remember you clearly even though my consciousness is blurred.â
An ugly face.
It was Lanceâs complex that looked ugly like a mouse.
Lanceâs particular harassment of Raymond was his complex about his appearance.
Heâs an illegitimate child, but is it because he has such a noble lineage? This is because Raymond was a very noticeable handsome man.
âWhat kind of hair do you have now?â
Lance tried to vent his anger on the patient, but soon he had no choice but to shut up.
âYou told them to just let me die.â
ââŠâŠ!â
âIf it werenât for this handsome therapist, I would have died. All because of you, huh?â Bent pointed his finger.
âIf youâre ashamed of yourself, get out of here! Because this therapist is a million times better than a lousy guy like you!â
âPatient, you canât say that.â
Raymond had a troubled face.
âOh, did I say something wrong? Then therapist, please stay still.â
Bent picked up something lying next to the bed and sprayed it to Lance.
It was the outline.
Oh my god!
The urine was blown away by a thunderbolt.
âArgh! What is this?!â
Lanceâs arms, wet with urine, trembled with anger.
But he couldnât say anything more, because this time, Bent took a container containing poop water.
âIf you donât want to get dunged up, get out of here now!â
âOh, my.â
Only Bent and Raymond were left in the hospital room, and the two had an amazing conversation.
âI did what the therapist told me to do. I did a good job, right?â
Raymond raised his thumb.
âYes, itâs great.â
It was a conversation in which Lance, who ran away, would fall down by holding the back of his head if he heard it.
What Bent did just now was actually a match for Raymond!
âYou even wet your bed!â
Raymond whispered.
âThat bad guy isnât even a therapist. If he comes again next time, I will really pour the poop water on him.â
âHaha! I see! Next time, youâll definitely pour the poop water.â Raymond grinned.
***
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Since then, Raymondâs daily life has not changed much.
He treated the critically ill, but no one acknowledged it.
âAncient occultation? Medicine? What nonsense is that?â
âHow did the blood stop, fortunately?â
There was clear evidence in front of him, but he didnât even try to see it properly. No, he just ignored it.
For them, Raymond was a dirty filth, a pathetic rubbish.
Only one believes him.
Only Hanson, who saw a miracle in front of his eyes, looked at Raymond with a different eye than before.
ââŠâŠ Senior.â
âWhat?â
ââŠâŠnever mind.â
Hanson looked very confused.
He tried to ask something over and over again but he kept his mouth shut.
ââŠâŠIâll clean up from now on.â
âHuh? ButâŠâ
âNo, this is what Iâm supposed to do as the youngest here.â
In the meantime, Hanson threw the rag out of Raymondâs hand.
And there was one more person who looked at Raymond with a different eye than before.
It was Lance.
In the past, he looked at him with ridicule and contempt.âŠ.
âNow youâre staring at me as if youâre killing me.â
Raymond scratched his head with a tingling sensation in the back of his head.
Still, it didnât cost as much as before.
âIf I had received that kind of look in the past, I would have been at a loss.ââ
Raymond was amazed at his change.
After treating a vomiting patient, he gained confidence. Thatâs why it doesnât cost him as much as before. Now, he wasnât a pathetic underqualified therapist.
He was a healer with the potential to be a better therapist than anyone else. Although no one has acknowledged it yet. âYouâll see. If I become the best healer someday, Iâll give you all kinds of power trip to the Bellund Treatment Center.â It was when Raymond was filling out his dreams and hopes in his head.
âI have something to ask you, senior.â
âWhat is it?â
Lanceâs eyes became cold.
âWhat are you trying to make me do?â
Raymond had a moment of anxiety.
It didnât feel good.
âNo, itâll be fine. Now I have the ability of a player.â
But as soon as he heard Lanceâs next remark, Raymond could not keep his composure.
âIâm sending you during the upcoming royal birthday celebration.â
ââŠâŠ!â
Raymondâs eyes grew teary.
âNow⊠What did you say?â
âI am asking you to go out at the royal palace festival. Why are you looking at me like that? Isnât it a great honor?â
It was a large-scale royal palace festival in which all aristocrats of the capital gathered at a banquet to commemorate the birth of the founding king.
Since it is a festival where so many people gather, royal therapists alone are not enough, so each clinic dispatches a therapist.
As Lance said, it was a great honor as a healer to be dispatched to the Royal Palace Festival. This is because his ability was recognized.
âItâs all the more so to attend as an apprentice. You donât get this opportunity unless youâre a really promising apprentice.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âI think a senior who treated a vomiting patient would be fully qualified to attend,â Raymond clenched his lips.
Anger raged up.
âYou damn son of a gun.â
Of course, Lance wasnât trying to give Raymond a good chance, rather the opposite
It was to put Raymond in the worst corner.
The palace was a hell of a place for Raymond.
Past nightmares passed by like hallucinations in his ears.
âDirty guy.â
âWhy is a dirty guy like you born?â
Iâd rather die. âOh? Youâre not going to die even if you do this?â
Itâs his past.
Raymond lived a really hellish life in the palace.
Compared to the past he spent in the palace, life here at the Beland Treatment Center was like heaven.
It was a terrible time, but not really painful.
There was one reason Raymond had to suffer so much.
âYouâve damaged your fatherâs dignity.â
Because he was the illegitimate child of the king.
He is the shadow prince.
It was Raymondâs past nickname.
***
There was a reason why Raymond was treated so poorly even though he was the kingâs child.
First, it was because of the tradition of the kingdom of Houston.
Most countries are harsh on illegitimate children, but the Kingdom of Houston was very severe.
In accordance with the spirit of the founding king, the Kingdom of Houston revered chivalry. According to chivalry, illegitimate children will never be tolerated.
Therefore, the Kingdom of Houston does not recognize the existence of illegitimate children at all.
It was not simply to the extent that there was no right to inheritance, but to deny its existence itself.
He was persecuted and bullied as he was considered unclean, which should not have existed exactly. As if to persecute a dirty monster.
In particular, Raymond had to suffer even more because he was the illegitimate child of the noblest king.
He is a hideous filth that tarnished the dignity of the king.
That was Raymond.
Of course, if the king had protected him, things could have been a little different. But the king who gave birth to him did him no favors.
In fact, when he first came to the clinic, the people at the clinic treated Raymond with difficulty.
However, as time passed, Raymond continued to look ugly and gradually people began to treat him carelessly, knowing that the royal family did not really care about him at all.
â The kingâs dirty illegitimate son.
-The only stain on a great king who would rather die.
That was the idea of people looking at Raymond.
âBut you want me to go to the festival?â
His heart sank.
Raymond is always groveling to his superiors, but is it because of his great emotional agitation? This time it didnât work out that way.
âDo you have to let me go?â
âWhy? You donât like it?â
Lance smiled.
âWhat can you do if you didnât like it?â
âAs you know, your seniorâs apprenticeship is in my hands as a chief therapist. If you want to stay as an apprentice for thousands of years, do as you please.â
ââŠâŠ.â
He was determined.
Raymond clenched his fist.
âIs that really true?â
It was a moment of concern.
[A sudden quest is given!]
[Guardian of the Banquet]
(Medicine Quest)
Rating: Half scalpel
Difficulty level: High
QUESTÂ DESCRIPTION: The banquet attracts a large crowd. As a therapist, wrap up the banquet without any victims, as we donât know what kind of unexpected cases will occur.
Clear condition: End the banquet without fatalities
Rewards: Bonus level up x 3, skill points 30 points
Privilege: someoneâs favor, a little fame
Raymond blinked.
Why is the reward so generous?â
Jump to 3 levels and 30 skill points!
It was three times the compensation compared to the previous quest, âTreating the First Patient.â
âCould there be a serious patient at the banquet?â
He doesnât know.
However, Raymond was worried that the difficulty level of the quest was âhighâ.
Isnât it possible that the difficulty level of a calm banquet with zero patients would be âhighâ?