The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 537

Episode 537 Identity of the donor (2)

“Podongi.”

“…yes?”

“It’s called Podong. The name.”

“…Yes?”

“You don’t believe me?”

“yep.”

Does that make sense?

It was the moment I heard the name of the possible donor that the archangel had found. Rakiel frowned without realizing it.

“Hey, Podong… I know his name, right?”

“know? Podongi?”

“yep.”

“how?”

“Because it is a name left in history books. “It’s in the history of the Magentano imperial family.”

Rakiel answered obediently as he knew.

What I just said was absolutely true.

In fact, the name ‘Lord Podong’ was inscribed in the history of the Magentano imperial family. So, along with the explanation that he was the leader of the phantom species under the control of the legendary builder Lloyd Frontera about 300 years ago.

“So… isn’t Podong the phantom species that the archangel used to control when he was a human?”

“Of course.”

“yes. But how can phantom species not donate hematopoietic stem cells to humans, or rather, how can they be found here in Korea?…”

Maybe my search was wrong.

I guess that’s what I thought.

At that time, Archangel Lloyd shook his head.

“It’s not a search error. It’s exactly right. However, the name Podong that came up in the search results does not seem to be the Podongi we know.”

“yes? then?”

“Actually, Podong was in heaven. All 300 years. “With me.”

“Is that so?”

“uh.”

Archangel Lloyd chuckled.

“In addition to him, the rest of the phantom species were always together in heaven. He saw me off even before I left here to perform official duties. So, the Podongi that came up in the search just now is not the fantastic Podongi that I know. “It’s the same name, or in this case, should I say it’s the same name?”

“Is that something like that….”

“Uh. “Because the address appeared along with the name.”

“Address? “Where are you?”

It’s fortunate that the address has been secured.

Rachiel was relieved, but at the same time, she prayed.

“Please, it’s not a far away region, right? “We don’t have money to take the KTX, so we have to take the Saemaeul downhill and just do that, right?”

“Yeah, no. “It’s the metropolitan area.”

“Phew.”

“It’s even close. So the address is… Baekx Village Complex 3, Baekseok-dong, Ilsandong-gu, Goyang-si, Gyeonggi-do…?”

“Oh oh.”

“Then let’s go first.”

“yep.”

Baekseok-dong is not far from Hospital B here. It was even a neighborhood he knew very well. Rakiel boarded the village bus with the archangel in tow. I wanted to take a taxi right away, but the angel told me that I couldn’t because I didn’t have much money on my transportation card.

“Ha… is that really the best option for travel expenses?”

“Yes, it’s the best.”

“how?”

“The atmosphere in the civil service at this level is a bit like that these days.”

“Whew. By the way, the name Podong… it’s really a person’s name, right?”

“I guess so. “Because it is the name of a real person, it probably has an address as well.”

“If that’s true, he must have been very tempted to change his name.”

“I know. “What on earth were parents thinking when they named someone that way?”

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“That’s right.”

Suddenly, I remembered a post that I used to giggle about on the Internet, such as the list of people who changed their names in 202x. I was able to see many names that were beyond imagination and common sense, and even destroyed. I thought that the name ‘Podongi’ might be that type of name.

We eventually arrived at Baekx Village Complex 3, which was a typical Ilsan-built apartment complex that was quite cozy and small. As soon as I passed the entrance to the apartment complex, I could even see red peppers spread out on the street.

“Write it. “It’s just a complex with an idyllic atmosphere.”

“That’s right.”

“But why do you look like that?”

“yep?”

“Why are you so gloomy?”

“ah.”

It was only after being pointed out by Archangel Lloyd that Rachiel realized that she had been walking with a death wound. And on the other hand, I could feel the reason myself.

“I’m a little… worried.”

“worry? “What are you worried about?”

“Persuasion.”

Rachiel expressed the worries she had been harboring since she had taken the bus earlier.

“It’s good that I found the name and address of a person who can donate thanks to Archangel’s search… but I’m worried about how I can persuade that person.”

“Hmm, that’s what I heard. “It won’t be easy.”

“That’s right. We ask complete strangers to come and donate hematopoietic stem cells! “If they do this, it seems like they’ll act like some kind of cult.”

“If you are a sensitive person, you could report it to the police.”

“yes. How can I persuade you without putting you on guard?…” “

…Why are you looking at me while trailing off?”

“no.”

“No, it’s okay.”

Archangel Lloyd clicked his tongue.

“Are you expecting me to use my powers to persuade that person?”

“…To be honest, it was like that for a very short time.”

“Wait a minute?”

“yes.”

“Not now?”

“yes.”

“why?”

“Although hematopoietic stem cell donation is much simpler and less burdensome than other body donations, it is still an act of sacrificing a little of one’s own body.”

“aha. “In my conscience as a medical professional, I cannot allow myself to be manipulated by authority without my consent?”

“…Yes, a little.”

“Tsk. “It’s romantic.”

“It’s useless stubbornness.”

“So I don’t hate it.”

“…yes?”

It was an unexpected statement.

Surprised, Rachiel stopped in front of the elevator on the first floor of the building where the donor lived. Archangel Lloyd smiled as he pressed the elevator button.

“To tell the truth, using authority to lure someone is the most efficient and quickest way. Strictly speaking, that is. But at the same time, it is also the most inefficient method right now.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Originally, it would have been very easy to use your power, but it means you can’t use that power now.”

“Power? “Why?”

“I used up most of my strength earlier.”

“ah.”

“I understand?”

“yep. any. “You mean when you searched for possible donors?”

“uh.”

Archangel Lloyd nodded as he boarded the elevator.

“I received help from the communication network, but it was not an easy task. So I used up most of my powers and now I have no power. “It may be possible to cloud the awareness of hospital nurses, but it is not possible right now to make someone make a decision that will affect their life.”

“What you’re saying is that it’s impossible now…”

“Uh, it will be possible when you recharge your power.”

“But judging from the nuance you’re talking about, it seems like charging takes quite a long time.”

“That’s correct.”

“How long will it take?”

“About 70,000 years?”

“….”

“So, let’s work hard to come up with a way to persuade the donor.”

“I guess so. “Let’s get off.”

“Thank you.”

The two got off on the 7th floor.

The house where the donor lived was at the end of a hallway-style apartment.

“Whoa.”

Rachiel stood in front of the front door and took a deep breath. In fact, I still had no idea how to bring up the story, whether to start persuading or gain trust. I wondered if it was okay to barge in like this.

“That’s us over there.”

“huh?”

“Shouldn’t I have brought at least a fruit basket? “It’s a bit weird to suddenly come here empty-handed…”

“I don’t have any money.”

“…yep.”

“Besides, who would welcome foreigners they’ve never met before coming to visit with a large fruit basket? “On the contrary, it only makes us more suspicious.”

“Oh, I guess that’s right.”

“Okay then let’s begin.”

“…yep.”

Rakiel closed his eyes tightly. And I rang the doorbell.

Kkokkioooo!

A doorbell sound similar to that of a rooster rang. Rakiel held his breath and waited for the reaction inside. It felt like the sound of my pounding heart was coming out through my ear holes. Thump thump thump thump thump. Could it be the sound of footsteps coming from inside?

It wasn’t.

There was no reaction.

“….”

Kkokkiooyek!

I rang the doorbell again.

I waited again with my heart pounding.

As expected, there was no reaction from inside.

“…I don’t think there’s anyone there?”

“I know. “Have you gone to work?”

“Anyway? It seems like it’s a little after 4 p.m. right now…”

“Whew, then let’s go down first.”

“yes?”

“What can I do by loitering in the hallway when there’s no one inside? “It will just look suspicious.”

“Oh, I see.”

After listening, I realized that what the archangel said made sense. It was even more plausible when I thought about it from the perspective of the person living in this house.

To put it bluntly, what if you come home from work and two foreigners you’ve never met are loitering in front of your front door?

‘…I feel so scared.’

I would probably turn around as naturally as possible, take the elevator down, and report it to the security office, report it to the police station, or even post a complaint on an online bulletin board. Brothers, what should I do? I wonder if all the organs will be stolen today.

“Besides, I’m hungry. “Let’s eat something.”

What the archangel said next made sense. Now that I think about it, I came to Korea in the morning and so far I haven’t eaten or drank anything except a cup of coffee.

Rakiel asked with some anticipation.

“Then what would you like to eat? “I know this place well.”

“Do you understand?”

“yep.”

“Oh, you said you lived near this neighborhood?”

“yep. “I lived in Madu-dong, a neighborhood right next to Baekseok-dong.”

“Then you know good restaurants, right?”

“Really?”

“But what should I do? no money.”

“…Damn.”

“what?”

“no.”

“No, it doesn’t matter. While grumbling. Let’s go to the convenience store. As I was coming by bus, I saw it across the street. “Next to the post office.”

“…yep.”

Rachiel let out an internal sigh. It’s been a while since I came to Korea, and all I eat is convenience store food. But for some reason, Archangel Lloyd seemed a little excited. This was especially true while eating whole bibim-flavored triangular gimbap and six-piece cup ramen at a convenience store.

“Whew. “How long has it been since this really happened?”

“….”

“Slurp! Ah, it tastes like this too.”

“…Archangel?”

“uh?”

“Have you ever had this before?”

“uh. of course.”

“when?”

“often.”

“….”

“I once ate a lot of this.”

“….”

Something is a little strange.

What can I say?

I felt a very natural Korean vibe(?) in the act of opening the package of triangle gimbap and inhaling the cup ramen noodles.

Anyway, Rakiel spent time eating meals at the convenience store with the archangel. Then, before I knew it, it was 6 PM.

“Then let’s go now.”

“yep.”

The two returned to the donor’s apartment. And I was able to find it.

“uh? “There’s a light on in the window.”

It really was.

The two of them walked faster toward the elevator. There was still no one in the 7th floor hallway. I stood in front of the donor’s front door. One deep breath. And I rang the doorbell.

Kkokkioooo!

The same loud bell sound as before.

A different internal reaction than before.

“who are you?”

The moment a woman’s voice came from inside, Rachiel felt her heart sink. there is. There really is. You have to do well from now on. In the midst of the overwhelming pressure, I opened my mouth without realizing it.

“Excuse me for suddenly coming to see you like this. “I’m from the hospital.”

“yes? “At the hospital?”

A voice asks back.

The moment I heard that, I thought it was ruined.

‘Holy shit.’

You just told me you came from the hospital. Is there any more nonsense like this? If a stranger who was visiting for the first time said they were from a ‘hospital’, who in the world would open the door without question?

‘Fuck shit!’

Rachiel was conscious of her foolish mistake and tried to think of something to say to resolve the situation. But that was then.

Jump up!

The front door, which I thought could never be opened, opened wide with such force.

“A hospital? why? “What happened to my brother?”

“…!”

A woman opens the door with some urgency.

Rachiel recognized her right away. The woman who came to the intensive care unit of Hospital B earlier during the day. The lover and fiancée of the crown prince who lived here. It was her.

“uh?”

At first I thought I had seen something wrong.

But she was certain.

Maybe that was why.

This is what Rachiel asked her.

“Hey, I’m sorry, but is your name… Podong?”

It might also have been that way.

What she answered in this direction was.

“…yes? No? Podong is our baby’s given name, right?”