100 Days of Being a Princess of Joseon

Diagnoses

If in Joseon Ara must survive with the attraction of attracting her soul and princess Hwa, then in the luxury minimalist apartment, princess Hwa was so.

His head turned, every angle caught suddenly there was no right position.

“Arghhhhh.” He held his head.

He got up, but...

And prang!!!!!!

A small glass aquarium containing broken fish scattered, fish floundering, starfish almost stepped on, but could not avoid the broken glass stuck in the soles of the feet.

“Awwwwwwwwwhhh, HANAAAAA!!!” now the daughter of Hwa screamed and called out the name Hana.

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“ARA!!!” Hana was no less loud screeching, even she hysterically saw Ara's body floating on the floor

With an alarming position, his clothes were wet, things scattered, and blood...

“Blood??!!” the more panicked Hana saw the blood on the floor

“Hey, let's get up.” Not wanting any drama to stare, wondering, Hana instantly pulled Ara's body and swept it into a chair closer than their position.

“Sebentar.” He sat Ara down and put the girl's head on the back of the chair, to make it comfortable first.

While he was busy looking for a medicine box, clothes and anything that was useful to Ara at this time.

“Arggg..” Princess Hwa again grimaces. The head just hurts more and more and more to attack him.

“Hey, look at me, Ara.” Hana patted that smooth cheek.

He wants to make sure his best friend is still conscious.

“Iya, I'm dizzy.” Princess Hwa just opened her eyes for a moment and closed them again, unable to see her surroundings turning violently.

“Alright, I'll replace the clothes and treat your wounds.” Hana sprightly, he pulled the t-shirt attached to Ara's body and replaced it with a new one.

Princess Hwa just resigned. If he was going to scream because he was dressed by Hana, now he is not. Think of it as her paddle, she thought.

“Arghhh.” Princess Hwa grimaced as Hana smeared the wound with alcohol first.

“It will sting a little, so hold ya.” Hana's soft speech that was embraced by princess Hwa with her eyes still closed.

“Asshhhhhhhh.” The more pain just ringis princess Hwa. Hana rubs with antiseptic wound medicine.

“Okeh already.” Hana said, after she finished putting up the wound cover plaster.

“Hey, what's wrong with you?” because there was no response, Hana called.

“I'm dizzy, Hana.” Princess Hwa's.

“Oo, yes take a break, I come out first.” Hana began to clean Ara's wet clothes, medicine box and switched to cleaning that was scattered with brooms and shovels that she had taken all together.

He looked at Ara who was lying down, then ready to close the door...

But.....

“PRULLL, AWHHHHH SAKETTTT.”

Huh!!!!

Hana turned.

“Ara???!!”

“Lo where you are going!!! Please luee.” Screech Ara, yes it's Ara's voice, Ara's soul.

Hana thoughtlessly shot straight towards Ara's body that was lying down.

“Hey, Ara??” call Hana to doubt.

He knew it was Ara but these few weeks his best friend had forgotten everything, even driving a car, opening a door, all forgotten.

Slowly the eyes opened....

“It's me, you think who huh?!” sahut Ara, cengengesan.

If this is Ara's soul, then Hwa's daughter????

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All the excitement when hearing the news of princess Hwa fell unconscious.

Even the election of the crown princess was suddenly delayed, all eyes focused there, on the orders of the King and the crown prince of course.

Srettts

Sliding door retractable...

There already is.. King, crown prince, queen, Han lady.

“Yang Mulia.” Bowing his head, the healer saluted first.

“Quick, check my daughter.” The king's orders were firm and authoritative.

“Good, Your Highness.” The doctor began to approach.

Princess Hwa's hand was covered in a thin cloth, a place for the healer who would check her condition.

Silent, the healer focused on guessing the pulse of princess Hwa to determine her diagnosis later.

His eyes closed, concentration full, all eyes staring at the healer.

While those examined consistently close their eyes, they still faint.

“How?” the crown prince immediately asked as the healer had already pulled his hand from the wrist of princess Hwa.

Bowing respect first, the healer prepared to answer, “From the results I checked, the princess is fine, Your Majesty.” The answer.

“Huh? Be okay? How can, while several times he experienced severe dizziness, not so Han's ladyboy?” the crown prince was unsure of the doctor's answer.

Therefore he threw his reason for disbelief by looking at Han's lady.

“Iya, your honor, princess Hwa these few days complained of dizziness.” Answer Dayang Han lowered his head.

“Sound right, so, check once again.” The crown prince.

The physician is not unsure, but he has repeated the check earlier, but, the strict order just now he must obey.

He put his hand on the thin cloth again. Close your eyes, focus on listening to the pulse of princess Hwa.

Same.

Stay the same

Princess Hwa is fine

There is nothing wrong with this body.

The healer once again.

“Sorry Her Majesty the king, crown prince, and Her Majesty the queen.” The healer said slowly, looking down deeply, as a sign that the answer would not change alias remain the same.

Frown the crown prince, already know the direction of the conversation.

“Go.” Dismissed the crown prince, he refrained from being satisfied with the results of the healer.

Rushing the healer out from there, before the man went berserk like he used to.

“What are you going to do, crown prince? Didn't the hymn princess Hwa say okay?” the queen glanced at the silent crown prince.

“I'll call a healer from outside, who once checked princess Hwa first.” Crown prince's. He once used a healer, while investigating Hwa's daughter who suddenly became ugly.

“Do what you think is best, crown prince.” The king supported the crown prince's decision.

He considered that what his son did was none other than the affection of a brother for his sister, ignoring the cheap gossip he had heard about the forbidden relationship between the two brothers.

“Thank you, Your Grace.” Reply to the crown prince, while the queen grieves in his heart, not liking to treat the king.

Leave a few hours later.

Srettts

“Yang Mulia.” Old-aged healers, dressed shabbily as just common folk. Climb the floor of Princess Hwa's room and approach.

“Check princess Hwa.” Tell the crown prince who currently lives himself, Han lady and princess Hwa only, the king and queen have left since then.

“Good Your Majesty.” The physician replied, sitting down, putting his bundle of black cloth.

His eyes glanced at the face of Princess Hwa, then slowly touched the thin cloth that was still on the wrist of Princess Hwa.

His eyes also closed, his head reflexively nodding as a form of hypothesis of his diagnosis.

“How?” again the crown prince who was focused on paying attention to the healer immediately asked as the old eye opened.

“Hwa Princess is fine, Your Honor. Nothing wrong with his body.” Answer the physician, the same, as the previous physician.

“Repeat.” The crown prince.

But the physician answered with a shady smile.

“Your Highness, will not get the desired answer if from servant.” Physician

“Your Majesty should call a suit to get the desired answer.” Pungkas healer.

“Saman? Shaman?”