To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 46

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Episode 46 Changed Journey (5)

In the morning, the Grand Duke called Ray and Iriel.

Like Deogarde’s throne room, the high and wide space was enough to make him feel the position of a duke.

Archduke Silos, whom he had seen with his own eyes, was a middle-aged man with a decent appearance.

Her silver hair was neatly turned into an all-back, her hair tied back and her brown eyes looked good together.

For some reason, the fact that he had a solid body that was not like a king who does office work fit the atmosphere.

Prince Silos said.

“Meet the saint and the saintess. I am very happy that you came running like this for my daughter.”

“It is the duty of our saints to convey the will of God to those who are suffering, so the prince doesn’t have to worry too much about it.”

Iriel’s tone was polite.

If you look closely, you can see that the titles of the two are similar.

No, maybe Iriel and himself were higher. It was a place where the pope, even in a famous holy country, could not carelessly touch it.

As evidence of that, unlike when they had an audience with Theogarde, they did not prostrate themselves or bow down to Prince Silos.

All we did was bow our heads and say hello to each other.

Prince Silos spoke up.

“then. Let’s get down to business, will you take a look at my daughter? To me, she is an irreplaceable daughter. If the saintess fixes it, I will do my case well.”

As if he didn’t like turning around, the so-called ‘talking around’, which always appears in conversations between aristocrats, never came out.

Rather, looking at the amount he talked about even mentioning ‘cases’, he didn’t even look like a twin who sold his daughter.

Besides, didn’t he pick up the saintess, Iriel, and ask for a favor?

It seemed that it was because he thought that talking to her, who had made a lot of reputation so far, would bring better results than asking himself, who was unknown to him.

He who struggles for his daughter to this extent seems unlikely to do something like the conversation he had with Iriel last night.

Ray put his mind at ease.

‘Iriel will fix it on his own.’

It was never caused by annoyance.

Iriel listened to Prince Silos’ words and nodded once.

“All right. Let’s go see the child’s condition first.”

“Thank you so much, really…”

Seeing him rejoicing as if everything had already been fixed, I felt like I could feel how great the power of Iriel’s divine power was.

That kind of attitude before even looking at the state. It was a reaction that could not come out unless it was supported by the trust that she could cure it unconditionally.

How many people have you treated before you get that kind of response? It was the moment when I saw her again.

* * *

Prince Silos apologized for the accumulated work and left.

Only one face seemed bright.

After being shown to the room by Sibi, the two of them were surprised by what they saw as soon as they opened the door and entered.

Because a girl was sitting on the bed and she looked serious.

There were quite large blisters, and wounds that looked like scratches stood out on the red, swollen skin.

When I see the blisters bursting, a thin liquid oozes out.

I couldn’t even imagine how much trouble he had to go through when he was ugly.

As soon as she saw the two of them, she burst into tears.

“I don’t like to see it…”

“…”

Iriel couldn’t say anything at that.

He just quietly put his hand on the girl’s head.

Holy divine power emanated from Iriel’s hand.

“Did you have a hard time? It’s okay now…”

With those words, the wounds and blisters healed like a lie, and the water in the blisters evaporated.

The red, swollen skin gradually subsided. As if the scars from scratching turned back time, they were finding their original skin shape.

The light enveloped the girl’s body, and pious auras scattered in the air around her.

When the light disappeared, the girl’s whole body was there.

Her eyes widened as she returned to normal in an instant.

It was just tens of seconds. In it, she found an intact skin.

Ray was at a loss for words.

It felt like the medicine he had learned was shattered.

When Iriel removed his hand from the girl’s forehead, the pain was no longer visible.

When I moved my body, nothing got in the way. There was no pain or itching on the skin.

Tears welled up in the girl’s eyes as she touched her shoulder, and she burst into tears.

“Aww! thank you! It’s dark…”

Iriel warmly hugged such a girl.

“I suffered. I endured it well.”

Looking at it, Ray made the most unfair expression in the world.

“I learned how hard it was to learn medicine, but I just touched it and finished the treatment? Ana. The taste will go away.”

It seemed that all the sorrows of the world were contained in that futile expression.

How many things did you go through in modern times to develop medicine? How much significance was placed in reviving people without sleeping.

After all that great effort, seeing the patient’s smile was how much I was saved.

However, the feeling right now was nothing but futility.

If God were here, he would strike him with his fist right away.

Leaving behind Ray, who was filled with resentment, the girl continued to shed tears of joy.

It was only natural that the news reached the ears of Prince Silos, who was in the office through the butler.

Prince Silos threw down his face and came in almost to the point of kicking the door.

“Layla! Oh my daughter!”

He ran up to her after a month and hugged her tightly, which was completely different from the way he held weight in the audience room.

What if you have a daughter who is an idiot? Even for a moment, he felt ashamed of himself for thinking he was someone who was trying to make diplomatic gains because of his daughter’s illness.

Prince Silos looked at Iriel and lowered his head.

“Thank you very much! I will never forget this grace of mine!”

Iriel smiled his signature smile.

“no. This too is the will of God.”

“My daughter has been sick for over eight years. To fix this in a short time is a saint after all!”

Despite the constant praise, Ray couldn’t help but admire.

It was because the situation from just now kept replaying in his head.

The king bowed his head like that and Layra couldn’t stop crying. Iriel is smiling and Ray is clutching her head in agony.

The scenery in the room was truly unique.

* * *

“Come on, eat!”

“thank you.”

“…thank you.”

At the request of the king to have dinner together, they ate together with the four members of the king’s family.

However, none of them spoke to Ray, who was halfway out of earl and could feel the sadness in his voice.

If I were to talk to her, would it be about Iriel?

Still, the atmosphere was quite friendly.

Leila also smiled continuously, and Prince Silos’s mouth caught in his ears.

Hoffel, the son of the Duke, looked at Iriel and said.

“As expected, she is a saint. I think the rumors are rather underrated. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for treating my brother.”

As I politely bowed my head, Iriel smiled.

“It is overrated. I will give all my glory to my god, Gaia.”

“You are truly humble.”

While everyone was laughing, it seemed that only Ray was in another world.

He couldn’t help but laugh. If someone said, ‘You can still use heels, right?’, I could go there and argue.

Then what do you do! It’s a technique that kills people!

Ray, who had screamed endlessly in his heart, came to his senses as Iriel stabbed him in the side.

“Hmm… I don’t think the Holy Son likes this situation…”

He gave an awkward laugh at the slightly upset tone.

“Oh no. I was distracted because I had something to think about for a while. sorry.”

Iriel also helped.

“The Holy Son originally had many thoughts. Don’t worry too much about it.”

“If the saintess said so…”

However, her eyes didn’t change even with those words.

Seeing that after that, he didn’t talk to Ray as if he was salty.

Rather, it seemed to be a response of, ‘I spoke to you with care, so do you dare to think of something else?’

The conversation between the five people, excluding Ray, continued.

Then, time passed, and in the end, it was decided to stay one more day.

After finishing the meal and saying hello again, he was able to head to the VIP room.

“Holy Son, why have you been like this since a while ago? You look weak.”

“…No, because I’m tired. I need to get some rest.”

Until now, I knew that priests and priests treated in this way, but seeing it in person, the shock and futility was no joke.

It seemed that the frame of medicine that he had thought of so far was broken.

Iriel said worriedly.

“…is that so? Get some rest when you go in.”

“okay.”

I trudged helplessly and opened the door.

My heart did not improve when I looked at that beautiful room, richly decorated.

I lay in bed without even washing. It seemed that the inside of the dark room was representing his mind.

For some reason, even tears seem to flow. He devoted his whole life to medicine, but the current situation seemed to be a situation in which he was denied himself.

I didn’t want to lie in bed and move.

But at that moment, there was a knocking on the door like a ghost.

Knock-knock-

Likewise, the most unpleasant sound came together.

“Is the saint sleeping?”

Is it deja vu?

A voice came from outside.

“I don’t know what happened… Holy Son, don’t lose yourself.”

I heard her worried voice.

He must have thought outside the door and knocked on the door instead of returning immediately.

He just lay there with no answer.

Then Iriel continued.

“Everybody has trouble, right? I don’t think that this worrying thing will destroy what the saint has built up. Also, the grunting look is more like a saint than the languid look.”

With that word, something came to mind, and Ray jumped up from the bed.

don’t lose yourself

It was.

Could the things he had built up so far collapse in an instant? no.

What if someone heals a person in one second? Wouldn’t it be better to spend more time and fix it more perfectly?

That sincerity, that time, that effort would definitely be rewarded.

Didn’t he become a doctor to see that smile in the first place? I want to heal people who are suffering. It is said that it will cure even the disease that no one can cure.

When there was no answer from inside, she hesitated and scratched her head, wondering if she thought her words were ineffective.

“My lord… I mean…”

Knock-

he slammed the door open.

Surprised by that, Iriel took a step back.

Ray looked at her and said.

“thank you. It gave me strength.”

It was a sincere thank you. A laugh came out with him.

Come to think of it, I struggled with nothing. After all, he was himself.

No matter how quickly he was treated, he had to go his own way.

There was no need for divine power. Doesn’t he have ‘modern medicine’ himself?

If they did not have divine power, they did not have ‘modern knowledge’.

It was true that I was envious for a while, as if someone else’s rice cake looked bigger.

Iriel also smiled at the newly changed expression.

“If you laugh after crying, your butt…”

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To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor

To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor

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Status: Completed
[MTL] Yusung is a genius doctor famous in the medical world. He, who spent his whole life in an operation room, died in a traffic accident, and when he woke up, he was in another world. But… a saintess? A holy empire? Healing magic? “I put so much effort into learning medicine, but now all I need to do is touch someone and they’re healed? Seriously, I think I’ve gone crazy.”

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