The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 105

Episode 105 Groundbreaking anesthesia method (2)

As you live in this world, there are moments when you feel the urge.

no reason.

There is no bottom or end.

But it comes in a hurry.

There really are moments when such a tip hits the folds of the frontal lobe and makes the duodenal villous process tremble. That’s right now.

‘I think this might be a crazy skill?’

Rachiel held tightly to her eyes that were trying to do a twist. And I stared at the very bottom of the list of unlockable skills.

There was a skill there that had never existed before.

[7. My hand is the weak one]

“….”

What does that mean?

First of all, just looking at the name….

‘It was something my grandmother or mother used to make when I was young. Whenever I have a stomach ache, I lie down and gently massage my sore stomach with the palm of my hand. At the same time, the grandmother sang a song with her weak hands.’

Suddenly, my childhood came to mind.

The back and palm of my grandmother’s wrinkled hands. Did you call that hand a magic palm? No matter how it hurt or where it hurt, if my grandmother gently stroked it, the pain would be better, as if it were a lie.

‘Then this means that my hand is the weak hand. If I think about it, I think it would be an incredible skill that is exactly what is needed for the current situation. Can’t I hear a little preview or explanation?’

I think that will help you make a choice. It was the moment when I remembered the thought and regained my appetite.

Ding dong!

Could it be that he understood this person’s feelings? Or was the timing just right? A new message came to mind refreshingly.

[The list of unlockable skills is always updated in real time.]

[Each time you acquire new talent skill knowledge, a new skill candidate may be created in the list.]

[You have carefully cared for numerous patients over the past few months. came. After concentrating such mindset and sincerity, you were able to acquire a new skill that allows you to understand and soothe the patient’s pain.] [

〈My Hands Are Weak〉 skill is an excellent help in relieving the patient’s pain. will give you.]

‘This is it!’

Rakiel clenched his fists.

As expected, the intuition was right.

There was no reason to worry any more.

‘good. select!’

It is clear from the explanation. There had to be a strong connection to that skill, anesthesia. I was confident and chose the ‘My hand is weak’ skill.

Ding dong!

[List number 7. You chose 〈My hand is weak〉.]

[Skill unlock (3rd time) Cost: 4500 HP]

[Do you want to unlock the skill?]

[YES / NO]

‘…What? 4500 HP?’

It was a jaw-dropping cost.

Rakiel’s expression distorted.

‘So if you open this one, your HP will be completely lost in one queue?’

I was worried for a moment.

Originally, I thought I would open ‘My Hand Is the Weak’ first and after checking the options, I would also open acupuncture and other skills at this time. But that seemed impossible.

‘I need to scrape up all the HP I have right now to reach 4900. If you unlock one skill, you’re at the bottom. ‘There are no other opportunities.’

So what should we do? Should I really just close my eyes and unlock the ‘My hand is weak’ skill?

Other skills, such as acupuncture, probably also have a lot of useful features. But what guarantees it will have to do with anesthesia?

does not exist.

So for now, the wisest choice would be to invest in the ‘My Hands Are Weak’ skill, which is at least slightly related to anesthesia.

‘…Gazua!’

The long and short worries are over. Rakiel boldly chose YES.

Ding dong!

[Your experience of caring for patients is converted into a skill.]

[The skill ‘My Hands Are Weak’ has been unlocked.]

[Currently your HP: 400] The HP that you had worked

so hard to save has been completely lost. Instead, it was transformed(?) into a new skill.

[Skill Name: My Hand is Weak Lv.1]

[Gently strokes the target’s body to reduce pain. It can provide pain reduction equivalent to local anesthesia. The intensity and range duration of the anesthesia will increase with skill level growth. (Activation condition: The spell ‘My hand is a weak hand~ My hand is a weak hand~ Eheya~’ must be sung accurately and continuously according to the rhyme. However, the sound of the spell is not clear and sonorous enough to be heard by the anesthesia subject and people around him. If you fail to do so, the anesthesia effect will be cancelled.)]

‘…It’s done!’

The hand I boldly chose was the weak hand skill. Rachiel internally cheered after reading the entire explanation. The intuition was right. This is definitely an immediate anesthesia skill.

Moreover, the effect was enormous.

‘This can be cast instantly with bare hands without any drugs or tools. ‘My hand literally became a portable anesthesia tool.’

Rakiel was impressed.

That wasn’t the only surprising thing.

‘Besides, there are no risks associated with anesthesia. When administering anesthesia with medication in a hospital, the amount of medication must be carefully adjusted while checking the patient’s weight and health status. Otherwise, a medical accident will occur right away. You don’t need to worry about that. ‘You just have to stroke it.’

Even the conditions for waking up from anesthesia were simple. All I had to do was stop petting it!

‘It’s a scam. It’s a scam.’

Just pet it at any time. There are no side effects or risks from anesthesia. It is possible to immediately adjust the time when the anesthesia wears off.

Isn’t this the kind of skill that anesthesiologists at general hospitals across the country and around the world would want to acquire, even if it meant tumbling until they passed out?

‘…Of course, there is a condition that all the strange songs must be sung audibly. Well, I guess I’ll just have to endure that.’

A little embarrassing.

It’s a cheap price to pay for such incredible power. Thinking like that, Rakiel raised his head. I saw Lord Gardin packing his luggage after hearing my order a little while ago.

Did he become sullen because he told him to stop the surgery because he said he couldn’t do the surgery right away and the patient would die if he continued like this without anesthesia?

‘Lord Gardin looks gloomy.’

I guess he felt that his abilities were not recognized. Now, I need to clear up the misunderstanding.

Because the situation has changed since before.

Because it looks like it can be anesthetized.

“Lord Gardin.”

“…Yes, Master?”

“I take back what I said earlier.”

Rachiel smiled faintly.

“Wait a moment. “Maybe I could anesthetize a patient.”

“That… what do you mean? “Then shall we bring some alcohol and opium?”

“no. “Try taking out the surgical instruments again.”

“yes?”

Sir Gardin tilts his head. It seemed like they couldn’t get used to this sudden change in attitude.

But no detailed explanation was given. First of all, the priority was to check the performance of the skill. Rachiel approached the wounded soldier and got down on one knee.

“Hey can you answer?”

“Hmm…”

The injured soldier barely opened his eyes.

I asked, looking into his eyes.

“What is your name?”

“Thier… Thierry… I’m a junior soldier…”

“Okay, okay. Junior soldier Thierry. From now on, Sir Gardin and I will treat that area.”

“Are you… cutting off my arm?”

“no. That’s not it. That doesn’t work either. “I plan to make sure I don’t cut anything out as much as possible.”

“But… it will hurt… right?”

“It won’t hurt.”

“Thank you just for the words…”

Junior soldier Thierry smiled weakly. In fact, his laughter was closer to a self-mocking lament.

He was a farmer who lived an ordinary life. But one day, they said, a war broke out in the country. was conscripted by the lord. taken to the battlefield.

It wasn’t until I went to the battlefield that I found out who the enemy was. They were the same farmers from the same country and were brought here. They said they were rebels.

It was confusing. But we fought anyway. It was because I didn’t want to die. After fighting and exhaling violently, he was hit by an arrow. As many as three shots.

So it was brought here on a cart. Until then, there was hope.

I’m glad I didn’t die. Thank goodness the arrowhead didn’t pierce my intestines. Since only the skin and muscles were torn, there would be no death. I can get treatment now. When I’m healed, I’ll definitely have to say thank you.

…It was a vain hope.

It was rather bad luck that he didn’t die. Receiving treatment was a dream-like luxury. I slowly suffered pain while alive that I would not have suffered if I had died early.

‘It will be the same today.’

Thierry closed his eyes with no hope. The spot where the arrow hit hurt even if I just breathed.

But that was then.

Chop.

Someone reached out to my side.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the red-haired, fat military doctor who had just spoken to me smiling strangely.

“Shh. “I’m going to start anesthesia now.”

“…yes?”

“My hand… is weak. “My hand is weak.”

“…?”

Is my hand weak? What are you doing now? Are you really making fun of people? Even while he was in pain, Thierry felt his irritation rising.

Meanwhile, Rakiel, the fat military doctor caught red-handed, felt his face heating up.

‘Ugh. When I actually tried this… it was more embarrassing than I thought.’

After all, a song like this has to be sung in a composed way. I thought it would be a bit of an embarrassment compared to the huge reward. But when you actually try it yourself? It was more embarrassing than I thought!

But I couldn’t help it. Rachiel closed her eyes tightly and sang the tune.

“My hand… is a weak hand. My hand… the weak hand….”

Ssasasa sasak.

He recited his own song and gently stroked the wounded soldier’s side. But the response that came back was…

Ding Dong!

[The song lacks sincerity.]

[I failed to activate 〈My Hand Is a Weak Hand (Lv.1)〉.]

“….”

Life is real.

Rakiel clenched his teeth. I made up my mind and started singing.

“My hand is weak~ My hand is weak~ Eheiya~”

Clearer than before. Surely. Reminds me of my grandmother’s melody that I used to listen to when I was young. The Vibration Seasoning of Grandmae’s Table, which was so well seasoned, was also well seasoned.

Then the response came quickly.

Ding dong!

[〈My hand is weak (Lv.1)〉 skill is activated.]

[Patient: Thierry’s pain begins to subside.]

Tsuzuzuzu…!

A faint light appeared at the tips of Raquiel’s fingers for an instant. It seeped into the side of junior soldier Thierry. Thierry’s eyes widened.

“…uh?”

My side felt strange. So the pain gradually disappeared.

‘what?’

At first I thought it was an illusion.

He was about to get angry at the military doctor who was suddenly stroking his side and singing a strange song. Is this how you insult a person who is dying due to lack of treatment? I was about to vent my anger.

Suddenly.

So suddenly.

My side didn’t hurt.

‘What is this…’

After getting shot with an arrow and pulling it out half-heartedly, my side always hurt. I felt pain all day long that felt like it was on fire.

But the pain was significantly reduced!

It was absolutely no illusion!

“What… what are you doing now?”

I asked without realizing it. The fat military doctor asked back with an unexpected smile.

“My hand is weak~ How about it? What was the pain in your side? “My hand is sore~”

“Ah… it doesn’t hurt… it’s a little throbbing… but it’s much better than before, when it hurt like it was on fire. How did this happen?”

“There is a way. “My hand is a weak hand~ My hand is yaa↘aagh↗so-on~ eheradiya~” “

….”

Injured soldier Thierry kept his mouth shut.

It’s real.

I don’t know what the secret is. I don’t even know how it came to be. Now, as the fat military doctor stroked my side, the pain disappeared. It is certainly. It’s thanks to this military doctor.

Thierry swallowed dry saliva without realizing it. The corners of Rachiel’s mouth twitched from ear to ear.

‘done! This skill really definitely works.’

In fact, he was rubbing the wounded soldier’s side and strongly pinching the area with his other hand. It wasn’t just a hard pinch. I was so determined that it caused bruises and scars.

But the wounded soldier did not know that. What this means is that the effect of the skill is greater than normal.

‘This has been verified.’

I felt confident.

I raised my head.

“Lord Gardin?”

“Yes, no, master.”

“I was anesthetized. Let the surgery begin. “First, we start by cleaning and suturing the wounds that were not properly sutured.”

“Oh, I understand.”

Sir Gardin began hastily preparing for surgery. Meanwhile, Rakiel’s pats and the melody of the song continued continuously.

Injured soldier Thierry was relieved of the pain and appeared relaxed. Before he knew it, the anxiety about the surgery had disappeared from his face.

And the camp guards who saw that…

‘Did you see it?’

‘uh. ‘I saw it.’

‘You made that person who was sick with your bare hands not hurt, right?’

‘I guess that’s right.’

‘Then that… I’ve only heard about it…’

‘It’s a miracle. ‘That military doctor performed a miracle!’

A sacred miracle that only a select few saints could perform. The misunderstanding that Rachiel performed such a miracle began to spread among the soldiers.