Doctor Player

Doctor Player Chapter 212

Hearing her words, Raymond was deeply troubled.

‘What should I do?'

The tumor on his face was not an easy disease for him either.

‘The nerves, blood vessels, muscles, etc. are delicately distributed, so the probability of complications is high.'

What's even more problematic is that even after successful treatment, there are often side effects.

‘There are many cases where aesthetic problems remain.'

A typical example is an incision scar.

No matter how well you treat it, long and ugly scars will remain.

‘It would be fortunate if only scars remained.'

What if the location is bad? Or if it is a malignant cancer?

At that time, the shape of the face could have collapsed.

Would the queen tolerate such treatment?

‘I could only hear resentment after treating him for nothing.'

It wasn't something to be taken lightly.

but.

‘Ugh. I'm sorry to give up though. How much money is it?'

Raymond imagined when he successfully cured the three queens.

Then the profit to be gained was not at the level of a penny or two. In the long run, it was a multimillion-dollar gain.

Moreover, treating the three queens had benefits that could not be converted into simple monetary values.

It's because you're treating the queen.

You will get another great back boat in the royal palace.

‘If you look at the advantages, but... … .'

The problem was when the treatment went wrong.

Far from profiting, he could have become the Marquis of Tern, the Queen, and Cheolcheon's enemy.

‘If the treatment goes well, it's a jackpot, if it goes wrong, it's a mess. What should I do?'

Raymond pounded the calculator hard in his head.

and concluded

‘Let's meet and decide.'

Any assumptions were meaningless unless you directly checked the patient's condition.

‘It's too much money to give up in fear.'

And there was one more reason.

‘It's not your fault.'

The story the past three queens told him.

In fact, the three queens didn't think of him when they said that.

It was intended to slander King Oden, who had neglected himself.

But whatever the intention, thanks to that word, Raymond was able to keep his last pride even in the face of harsh criticism.

Because I was able to think that all this misfortune was not my fault.

So, that word alone was enough reason to decide on treatment.

“Can I visit the 3 queens?”

Christine nodded.

As if Raymond would have known he would make that choice.

“Yes, I have thought of a method beforehand.”

* * *

Western Province of Houston Kingdom.

The estate of the Marquis of Tern. Among them, it was a villa located in a remote place.

A woman wearing a cotton thread was sighing in a rare place.

‘I can't believe I'm in this situation.'

The identity of the woman is a vignette of the three queens.

It was Lemerton's mother.

She cast a sad look into the cotton thread.

‘Have I been cursed for my mistakes so far?'

She looked back on her past life.

It was a life that could not be said to have been lived rightly even if it yielded a hundred times.

She made all kinds of mistakes to become queen, and after she became queen, there was a fierce quarrel in the court.

In particular, he exerted all kinds of greed to put Lemerton on the throne.

‘Maybe it's because of those mistakes that I received this terrible punishment.'

The three queens made a sad face.

‘I won't be able to stand out in front of others forever.'

What was more painful than that was the look in Remerton's eyes.

Seeing the lump on his mother's face, Remerton put on a look of disgust. At that time, Remerton's face was unforgettable.

Remerton never looked for her again.

was abandoned by his son.

“haha… … .”

Vignette let out a laugh.

It is no exaggeration to say that half of her life was for Lemerton.

Of course, it could not be said that personal greed was not mixed.

But she gave her all for her son.

But to be abandoned even by that son.

‘What did I really buy for?'

I heard such meetings endlessly in the lonely villa.

‘I'd rather die.'

But it was because of Lemerton that he couldn't do that.

If she took her life, Lemerton's standing would be greatly shaken.

After all, even in this situation, she was unable to do anything harmful to her son.

Then a knocking sound was heard.

“Mama Healer is here.”

Vignette hastily wiped away her tears and cleared her throat.

Even though I was in this situation, I didn't want to appear weak.

“Come in.”

Soon the door opened, and Vignette opened her eyes wide when she saw the people who appeared.

He wasn't the healer he used to be.

A beautiful woman with black hair.

It was Christine!

“Meet the Queen Mother. I was called and visited.”

“Wake up, princess.”

Vignette's voice wavered faintly.

‘Wouldn't it be possible to cure my illness with the ancient mystical medicine?'

With that in mind, she called Christine.

In fact, I wanted to call Raymond, who had caused many miracles, but I couldn't.

She had never been nice to Raymond in the past.

Vignette sighed.

Anyway, it was fortunate that my disciple, Christine, came.

“Thank you so much for coming. It must have been a difficult walk. if… … Can your secret arts cure my illness?”

At that question, Christine glanced at the person accompanying her.

‘Who is it?'

His face was covered with a robe, so only his jawline was visible.

The white and smooth jawline is probably the healer that Christine has followed.

“Excuse me, can I check the condition of the bottle first?”

Vignette gritted her teeth.

It was embarrassing to show a hideous figure, but I couldn't help it for the sake of treatment.

“Please swear that you will not tell anyone what you saw.”

I slowly took off the veil.

“… … !”

And a surprising figure appeared.

The right cheek was swollen and swollen. As if a hard stone had been put inside.

“… … Can you cure it?”

Vignette's voice trembled uncontrollably.

It was a voice filled with faint anticipation and despair at the same time.

But what surprised me was Christine's reaction.

He didn't answer right away and looked at the robe man next to him.

“… … ?”

Soon, Christine bowed her head as if to excuse herself.

“I’m sorry, Mama. I cannot cure Mama's illness with my own skills.”

“… … !”

I knew it.

Vignette fell heart-shattering.

Even the last hope is gone.

“… … okay. I’m sorry for making you come such a long way.”

Then Christine shook her head.

“sorry. I think I misunderstood you.”

“yes?”

“Just because it was difficult ‘with my skills' didn't mean it wasn't curable.”

“… … !”

Vignette's eyes widened.

What does this mean?

“I am not good enough, but I would like to recommend one person to Mama. He should be able to cure Mama's illness.”

“… … !”

Vignette's eyes widened. The tightly held hands trembled.

“If you would like to recommend Chu... … .”

“This is my master, Marquis Pennin.”

“… … !”

“If Mama wants it… … .”

“I want! want!”

Vignette groaned.

I didn't even realize that I had acted inappropriately. It was so desperate.

But Vignette was terrified.

“… … Will the Marquis of Pennin really try to heal me?”

Raymond must have had a bad memory of his time in the palace.

He could have refused treatment.

‘iced coffee. Then why me?'

I regretted it, but it was too late. Now she could only hope for Raymond's mercy.

But Christine shook her head.

“Do not worry. Because the Master only cares for the patient.”

Then he turned his gaze.

To the man wearing the hood of the robe.

“Right, Master?”

“… … !”

Only then did Vignette know who the man in front of him was.

It was Raymond!

When the hood was lowered, a dignified appearance was revealed.

There was an unrealistic warm energy that seemed to be painted on the corners of his mouth.

He said yes slowly.

“Meet the Queen Mother. I apologize for not revealing my face at first in case Mama would stir it up.”

Then, Raymond spoke with a face that was infinitely caring for the patient.

“If you permit me, I would like to cure Mama’s illness.”

* * *

‘Awesome! What a queen! I can't believe I got such a jackpot.'

Raymond cheered inwardly.

‘It's a tumor I can treat!'

Raymond looked at the lump on Vignette's cheek.

It was exactly at the parotid gland (salivary gland below the ear).

‘I'll have to do a biopsy to know for sure, but it's highly likely to be Wartin's tumor.'

Warthin tumor.

It was a benign tumor of the salivary gland.

It was treatable with surgery.

‘There's no need to shave bones or damage the contours of the face.'

It was a fortunate case among tumors on the face.

Then Vignette asked in disbelief.

“Can I really be cured?”

“Yes Mama. It can be cured with the secrets of ancient mystic medicine.”

“Are you referring to the surgery that caused a stir in the social world?”

“Yes, that's right.”

Vignette gulped.

“Does that mean I have to slash my face with a long knife?”

Raymond understood her concerns.

He seemed worried that he would leave a long scar on his face.

‘Because scars on the face are fatal to anyone.'

In fact, scarring on the face was a typical side effect of wartin tumor surgery.

Fortunately, however, Raymond had a solution.

‘Surgical science skills have risen to A grade, and I have learned a technique to minimize scars.'

If it had been before, I would have only been able to do surgery that would leave a big scar.

Because the B-class surgical skills included only the S-line incision in the face.

However, as her surgical skills rose to A grade, she learned many new surgical techniques in addition to the existing ones.

Among them, there was also a procedure for wartin tumor.

“We will make an incision along the line of the front and back of the ear. So you don’t have to worry about the scars being noticeable.”

It was a ‘V incision'.

This will make the scars almost invisible.

But the queen was even more surprised and drew in her breath.

“Are you cutting your ears off?”

It was a look of fear.

Surgery is scary, but cutting off your ears.

It's a story that can sound grotesque enough to someone who doesn't know.

‘What if I refuse treatment at this rate?'

Raymond made a troubled face.

I felt the need to reassure the patient.

“I understand your concerns, Mama. But trust me. I will treat Mama without any problems.”

“… … !”

Vignette's eyes fluttered.

Raymond gave his strongest organ ‘a voice for patients'.

[The skill ‘Doctor's Charisma' is manifested in the effort for the patient!]

[The skill ‘Speech' is manifested!]

“I am a healer. I really want to heal Mama.”

There was no need for a detailed story.

A word of sincerity and warm trust!

That was enough.

Indeed, Raymond's true (?) voice captured Vignette's heart.

“All of you… … ?”

Vignette's voice was wet.

In the past, she hadn't shown any kindness towards Raymond.

I just hated it and completely ignored it.

But why are you trying so hard for her?

Vignette couldn't quite understand Raymond.

Raymond answered her question inwardly.

‘It's all because of the money, Mama.'

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!