Doctor Player Chapter 316
âItâs okay. Rest assured that everything has recovered well.â
Even though he reassured me like that, Viscount Kantâs condition was strange.
He turned white and started breaking out in a cold sweat.
âwhat?â
Rosso once again unleashed the giantâs blessing.
But it didnât improve.
He still complained of pain, and soon a surprise happened.
The fractured leg started to turn blue!
Raymond looked at it and thought aloud.
âItâs compartment syndrome!â
After the fracture, the pressure in the affected area increased, causing necrosis to the tissue inside.
At this time, not only the fracture was treated, but the increased pressure had to be relieved through emergency surgery.
âIf the treatment is delayed, I canât use my legs.â
The problem was whether the patient would readily accept Raymondâs treatment.
But Raymond was determined.
âYou have to go out first. After a little more time, the nerve damage will progress and there will be no turning back.â
I approached the patient with such a heart.
âMay I treat the patient?â
Saint Rosso frowned.
âIâm sorry, Your Highness. The patientâs condition is critical. It seems difficult to keep pace with Your Highnessâ bizarre play.â
weird play.
It was a blatant disregard for medicine.
But Raymond did not back down.
âThen can you treat this patient?â
âyes?â
âI asked if it could be cured for sure.â
Saint Rosso kept his mouth shut.
In fact, I had no confidence.
As a Saint who possesses the blessing of a giant, he has treated numerous fracture patients and has experienced similar phenomena several times.
âThis symptom must be the curse of a giant.â
Curse of the Giants.
Now Viscount Kant was the name in the field of treatment of the phenomenon seen.
The fracture was healed, but a horrible disease that caused the giant to wrath and cause the leg to rot for an unknown reason.
âEven if I use a heel, thereâs a high chance that my legs will rot.â
No, it definitely will.
Because Giantâs Wrath, like other Godâs Wrath, wasnât a disease that could be cured with a heal.
The special heel was also helpless.
âBut I canât back down⦠⦠.â
Many people were witnessing this spectacle right now.
could never back down
But then, a person came into Saint Rossoâs eyes.
A cold handsome man was watching the situation from afar.
âHis Highness the Grand Duke Gideon!â
Saint Rosso gulped.
It was clear that he had come to see the news that his subordinate was seriously injured.
My head was cold.
âThe Archduke came to see it in person. You must never show an ugly side.â
Archduke Gideon.
The highest power in the kingdom.
Even if he didnât know the other side, he couldnât show his ugly side in front of Grand Duke Gideon.
âDamn it, the giantâs curse came at a time like this. The giantâs curse is not a disease that can be cured.â
Then Sir Kant let out an urgent scream.
âKeugh keugh. I canât feel the sensation in my legs very well.â
â⦠⦠!â
Saint Rossoâs face grew heavy.
The giantâs curse was in progress.
Judging from my experience so far, my senses change first and then my legs rot.
Raymond had similar thoughts.
âNerve damage is coming. I need emergency surgery right away.â
If more time passed, then it was over.
Saint Rosso made a nervous face.
âWhat the hell?â
Tick.
Everyone in the hall watched the scene with tense eyes.
And a man in his late thirties with a splendid impression next to Archduke Gideon opened his mouth.
It was the Marquis of Macfield, the second-in-command of the Grand Duke.
âIt seems Viscount Kantâs condition is more serious than I thought.â
âI guess so.â
âTo say he came out with an idiot. Tsk.â
Marquis Macfield clicked his tongue and looked at the reaction of Archduke Gideon.
Archduke Gideon silently watched the treatment of Viscount Kant.
âWhat are you looking at so intently?â
The Marquis Macfield made a puzzled face.
Grand Duke Gideon was not a warm-hearted monarch who took care of his subordinatesâ injuries. This appearance now was not like the usual Archduke Gideon.
As expected, Grand Duke Gideon was looking at something else.
âHeâs looking after Prince Raymond.â
Prince Raymond.
He was a figure who emerged as the new nucleus of the peninsulaâs political world.
However, it was still difficult to judge.
âHeâs trying to confirm what kind of person he is with this incident.â
Marquis Macfield shrugged.
âBecause it might be better to get rid of flies if theyâre just annoying.â
Just then, Saint Rosso, who was sweating in front of Viscount Kant, gnashed his teeth.
âI canât go back like this. I have to express the giantâs blessing as strongly as possible and heal somehow⦠⦠!â
through.
A dark brown light gathered in Saint Rossoâs hands again.
It was a special heel that I did my best.
âOh oh. I have never seen such a strong special heel.â
âAs expected, you are a promising Saint from the Tower of Light.â
Jureuk.
Due to the excessive exertion, cold sweat broke out on Saint Rossoâs forehead.
âIâll cure the giantâs wrath or whatever!â
His special heel penetrated Viscount Kantâs shin again.
It was as if mud with a powerful life had seeped into her legs.
but.
âAh!â
Viscount Kant let out a tear-jerking scream.
It looked even more painful than before!
The color of the legs also became bluer. After being healed, it looked worse.
âHow come?â
Saint Rossoâs eyes fluttered.
At this meeting, only one person, Raymond, guessed the cause.
âI received a special heal that promotes regeneration, and the pressure in the organization increased!â
There was no more time to wait.
âI will treat you.â
âNo, what nonsense⦠⦠.â
âI said I would cure Sir Saint Rosso.â
â⦠⦠!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Saint Rossoâs eyes widened.
It wasnât Raymondâs usual soft voice.
[âTruthâ is interfering with the patientâs treatment!]
[Opponentâs truth power is âhighâ!]
[âTruth special skill: Truth eliminationâ is manifested!]
[The skill is âHeart of Steelâ and âDoctorâs It has a synergistic effect with âcharisma!]
A strong sense of intimidation flowed from Raymond.
âI know you are a proud healer. But are you going to rot the patientâs leg because of that pride?â
â⦠⦠.â
âIf you have the slightest concern for the patient, please step away.â
Armed with all kinds of skills for the sake of patients, Raymondâs intimidation was something that only arrogant healers could handle.
Saint Rosso involuntarily retreated, and Raymond turned to Viscount Kant.
Kristen May followed.
May glanced at Rosso and muttered quietly.
âStupid kid.â
â⦠⦠what what?â
âDidnât you say anything? Do you hear nonsense?â
The honest bear-like twins May Mary had one more nickname.
quiet narcissist.
The words were very harsh.
Christine cleared her throat.
âMei, but thatâs a little bit. Itâs rude to say that to a really stupid person.â
âYou didnât say anything?â
âI just did that too. It would be embarrassing if someone stupid in this room heard hallucinations and furiously.â
Saint Rosso made a dumbfounded face.
What are these guys saying now?
âthis⦠⦠! what dare⦠⦠!â
Then Linden interjected and gave Saint Rosso a glare.
âWow, this is the famous Saint Rosso. I hear youâre so popular in the social world. I wish I could become famous and popular like this person.â
One of Lindenâs wishes is to be popular!
Thus, it was a look of pure envy, but Saint Rosso interpreted it the other way around.
He misunderstood himself as seeing himself as âyouâre that idiotâ.
âthis guy⦠⦠How dare you!â
âNoisy!â
â⦠⦠!â
Raymond raised his voice low.
âTo make a fuss in front of a critical patient. Can you still call yourself a healer? Get out of there right now.â
â⦠⦠.â
Saint Rossoâs face turned red.
he was embarrassed
âNo, the fight is over there first⦠⦠.â
However, May and Christineâs sarcasm was so quiet that no one else could hear it, and it seemed that Saint Rosso was the only one making a fuss.
So St. Rosso withdrew in a very ugly manner, and Raymond, who was able to concentrate on treatment, looked at Viscount Kantâs leg.
âCan you feel my touch here?â
âI can feel it, but itâs faint.â
Raymond nodded.
I checked the pulse at the distal end of the leg with my fingers.
Fortunately, it didnât disappear. but it was weak.
âThe golden hour hasnât passed yet. If I treat it right now, Iâll be able to recover without sequelae.â
But a problem remained.
Viscount Kant had to be persuaded.
âDo not worry. With the right treatment, you will be able to recover.â
âIs this the right treatment?â
âI need an operation.â
Viscount Kantâs eyes fluttered at the sound of surgery.
âThat is⦠⦠.â
Viscount Kant now knew what surgery was.
It was thanks to Saint Rossoâs swearing with excitement.
âYouâre going to cut my body with a knife?â
Just imagining it was terrifying.
However, it has already failed with the special heel. There were no other treatment options.
âHa but. still⦠⦠.â
When I couldnât decide easily, Raymond opened his mouth.
âI understand your concern. But let me be clear. I will restore the viscountâs leg through my healing technique.â
It was a warm and trusting voice.
Viscount Kant was silent. I was a little shaken.
And it wasnât just Viscount Kant who became quiet.
Everyone in the hall stood silently watching Raymond.
Raymond sensed that a golden publicity opportunity had arrived.
Just in time, Viscount Kant asked a perfectly timely question.
âI couldnât heal even with Special Heal⦠⦠Are you saying itâs possible with Your Highnessâs treatment method?â
Raymond nodded firmly.
It was the beginning of PR time.
âYes, it is possible. Medicine is another blessing from heaven.â
People were agitated at the word another blessing from heaven.
Raymond slowly looked around at the people lined up around him.
And he opened his mouth.
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