Doctor Player

Doctor Player Chapter 337

Raymond bit his lip at the reaction of the healers.

“You cannot go back.”

“That Highness?”

“If those who were here go back, this plague could spread throughout the Peninsula Kingdom. So, I cannot allow you to go home.”

There must be someone infected among the healers.

But what if you return home infected? Then the plague will spread out of control.

A lot of people would die, so I had to stop it by force.

The healers also understood that Raymond's words were valid, but they did not accept them easily.

It was natural.

Because life is at stake

“Ha but… … !”

“Even in the rules of the Tower of Healing, it is said to prioritize the healing of healers in the event of a serious epidemic!”

Raymond sighed.

It was an understandable reaction, but I couldn't help but sigh when the healers who were supposed to take the lead in this situation were like that.

“Aren’t you a healer who is obliged to treat patients? Are you unwilling to stay and treat the sick together?”

“… … .”

The healers' faces turned red.

But few came forward to treat the patient.

Among those who decided to join the medical school, only some healers staggered forward.

Raymond shook his head.

“All right. If you don't want to, get out of here.”

“Am I really?”

“You are not allowed to return to your hometown.”

“… … !”

“I will arrange for you a temporary shelter away from here. Wait there until the plague subsides.”

It was a contact isolation measure.

People at risk of infection are gathered separately, and when the disease emerges, they are immediately transferred to Goseong for treatment.

“That is… … .”

“As royalty, this is an order.”

“… … !”

Raymond said in a strong tone.

Skills The heart of steel, the doctor's charisma, and all kinds of skills such as the Crown Prince of Light gave strength to his voice.

“I, Raymond, as the Prince of the Peninsula Kingdom, will declare this place and my temporary residence closed off on behalf of His Highness the King.”

closed area.

It means to mobilize soldiers to cut off traffic in the area when a plague breaks out.

If it is judged that the plague is serious, it proceeds in the order of ‘erasing' the area.

‘As soon as the epidemic spread, I got permission from my grandfather. Although it was difficult to convince.'

why it was difficult.

It was because Peian VII was worried about Raymond and went into a rage.

‘It's dangerous, come back immediately! hurry!'

It was hard to convince such a grandfather.

To be honest, it's not that Raymond isn't worried about the risk of contagion, but he couldn't help it this time.

‘If an unknown respiratory infection spreads, it's the end. Countless people will die, so we have to stop it.'

Anyway, when Raymond enforced the power of the king, the healers compelled to follow.

Raymond did not stop there, but mobilized soldiers to set up a large barricade around the temporary shelter and old castle.

This was to prevent anyone from sneaking out.

‘Okay, this way, even in the worst case, we can prevent the spread of the contagious disease.'

Even if a solution to the plague could not be found, a terrible catastrophe could be averted.

But something happened that changed the situation.

“haha.”

Christine's fever is starting to boil!

“Disciple?”

“I’m fine. nothing... … .”

Raymond's complexion turned pale as he hurriedly examined Christine.

It was pneumonia.

Christine is also infected with the plague.

* * *

Christine's condition deteriorated in an instant.

It was getting harder and harder to breathe, and soon I was stuck in bed.

‘no.'

Raymond's eyes darkened.

Christine is like this.

The worst happened.

“I… … are you okay.”

Christine gave a hard smile, then coughed.

The red lips were blue. It was myelopathy indicating hypoxia.

“… … disciple.”

“Why do you look like that? if… … Are you worried about me?”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

Christine smiled lightly.

‘Is that concern for the patient? Or does he care about me personally?'

light.

Raymond is warmer and kinder than anyone else.

But Christine thought Raymond was heartless.

Because I don't give personal affection to anyone. He has only patients.

‘I thought it didn't matter... … I thought it wouldn't matter if I just stayed by your side.'

Christine thought bitterly.

With such thoughts, he thoroughly hid his heart.

It is the same now.

“It is the natural duty of a healer to take risks for patients. So I'm fine.”

“Disciple.”

Raymond bit his lip hard.

It felt like he was mourning her pain, and Christine laughed.

She felt that this was enough.

She handed over a single letter helplessly.

“I am… … If I ever die, I will look at this letter.”

“… … What is?”

“It’s something I wanted to tell Master.”

A story that has been kept secret until now.

“You must see me when I die. OK?”

Raymond's face stiffened infinitely at the voice as if he was about to die.

In fact, her complexion was so pale that it didn't look strange even when the situation worsened at any moment.

So said Raymond.

“No, I will refuse.”

“… … yes?”

“I will not accept this request.”

Raymond returned the letter to Christine.

“I will definitely save my disciple, so if you have something to say, please tell me directly. I will gladly listen to any swear words.”

With that, Raymond got up and disappeared.

It was a determined face overflowing with firm will.

Looking at his back, Christine murmured.

“I don’t mean to insult you… … You heartless fool.”

* * *

‘First of all, we need to determine the type of infection. Only then can it be cured.'

In fact, Raymond's top priority for this epidemic was to prevent transmission.

I couldn't help it because it was extremely difficult to find out which of the numerous respiratory infections and treat them.

Because that too had limitations.

It was thought that it was fortunate to block the spread to the outside and finish the situation with minimal sacrifice, but the situation has changed.

Patients had to be saved.

‘I can't miss even the smallest clue.'

With that in mind, I went to the person in charge of managing the monsters.

“The dead goblins have already been burned and disposed of.”

“Do you know where the goblin was caught?”

“I know you got it from the border area with the Free Cities Alliance.”

“Did you complain of shortness of breath from the time you were transported?”

The manager shook his head in thought.

“It is not. Actually, it was a goblin that I was going to use for a different purpose, but after being transported here, I started complaining of breathing difficulties.”

Raymond nodded.

Unfortunately, it seemed difficult to get any clues from the goblins.

‘But I came here and got sick. Was it during the incubation period during the transfer?'

Probably so.

None of those involved in the transfer were infected.

Raymond examined the affected patients again, but again, there were no symptoms that could be a clue to determine the type of pneumonia.

‘Damn it. What should I do?'

Raymond made a nervous face.

If the type of pneumonia could not be identified, the only option was conservative treatment.

Administer oxygen and wait for it to improve.

However, if the cause was not resolved and only auxiliary treatment was used, the recovery rate was inevitably low.

‘We have to figure out the cause somehow. If we look at a little more patients, we might get some clues.'

At that moment, Raymond had an idea.

Patients who had not yet been checked came to mind.

They were Lyson, the tower owner of the Tower of Light, and Jors, the sub-top owner.

* * *

“Are you saying you want to see the Tower Lord?”

Blesser Mars made a displeased face.

“We will take care of the pagoda lord and sub-top lord… … .”

But Raymond did not back down.

“Can it really be cured?”

“… … !”

“Aren’t you stubborn because of your pride?”

Mars' face turned red.

It reminded me of the last time I treated Rodin's wife.

“Your Highness' words are too... … .”

“It's not serious. We are healers. What on earth is more important than the lives of patients, why are you so proud?”

Mars made no answer.

Indeed, he was now at his limit.

I tried my best to hold on to the lives of the two, but it soon reached the limit.

“… … So, does your highness say you can save the two of them?”

“No, I am not sure either. but.”

Raymond looked straight at Marth.

“I will try to save the patients somehow. For that to happen, it is imperative that we all work together. It's not just about being proud.”

“… … !”

Mars' face hardened.

Raymond gave him a strong look, and at last Mars nodded.

“… … Please come this way.”

Raymond was guided by Mars to find Lyson and Jorth.

As expected, both were in serious condition.

‘I'm barely holding on because I poured heels, but my breathing failure is serious. You won't be able to stand it soon.'

Raymond looked at their condition with a serious face.

There were no significant differences with other patients.

but.

one person.

I found something unusual in Topzoo Lyson's body.

It was lymph node edema in the neck and groin area.

‘Since it's an infectious disease, swelling of the lymph nodes can of course occur.'

Raymond frowned.

However, the degree of swelling of the lymph nodes was too severe to pass as nonspecific symptoms.

‘Come to think of it, there was a patient with swollen lymph nodes among other patients. Although the patient wasn't this severe.'

And I found another peculiar thing.

This time it was Jorse.

A blurry black spot was visible on Jorth's body.

‘This? no way… … ?'

Raymond had a momentary feeling.

severe pneumonia.

Swelling of the lymph glands.

black spots.

One diagnosis came to my mind like a puzzle being put together.

“… … Black Death?”

* * * Black Death!

Along with smallpox, it was the most deadly infectious disease on Earth.

Even in Leifentina, its notoriety remained one of the worst plagues.

‘It's one of the black deaths, the pulmonary plague.'

Black Death. Raymond gulped at the terrifying name.

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