Chapter 3: Sweet's Syndrome

Although I could diagnose my father with magic alone, I had to be careful.

I didn't know what could happen if I revealed my true potential. I couldn't forget that despite being my father, he was the ruler of an entire kingdom. I didn't want to be an object without freedom for the kingdom, a weapon at times of war. Even though, I would risk being traded as a "baby-making object". As long as I had enough, but no too much power, I wouldn't be left aside.

If I wanted to live a peaceful life, I would have to show that I am not easily manipulated, but I do not yearn for power. As long my elder brother inherits the throne, I could be a duchess to support him, but without depending on me.

I had a hunch of what it was since I saw a similar case when I was working in the hospital. I was grateful to my past self for choosing to be an internal medicine physician. I didn't recognize signs of cancer which I was relieved but it would be necessary to do a full scan. Of course, this would be impossible without magic, so I appreciate that I read all those books.

– I need to extract blood and to a biopsy to the rash. – I said with confidence. – Did you have a fever when the rash appeared? Did you have any flu or illness in the last few weeks? – I asked adopting a professional tone, which I didn't notice at the time. The King was surprised by this since it's not like a normal 12 years old girl would act, not even a princess, even though he didn't say anything related to that and answered my questions.

– I need to have some tools in other to do the analysis. Do you think you can spare a room next to mine with just tables, shelves and several ligics? And tell Daniel to order the maids to clean it with ammonia and all the tables clean it with alcohol afterwards. – I said to my father dropping the honorifics. – I will go to my room to prepare since I need a large quantity of sihir to examine also your internal organs. – I made a reverence to him.

– Yes, I will tell Daniel to prepare it. You are excused, you may go. – I got up and went to my room. I wasn't going to prepare because of the quantity of sihir but because I wanted to arrange the room as a hospital room so I could feel more comfortable.

When Daniel called me, I got up and from the images of my lacking memories, I created the most similar I could. Now the room was filled with equipment.

After making some notes, similar to a patient's medical record. I called my father through some maids. Just a few minutes, he appeared in the room, which he waited to take all the details into his mind. He was surprised, I couldn't blame him, most of the stuff didn't exist in this world.

– What is all of this? – He couldn't avoid asking in the end.

– I'm not going to use most of the things, but they are a precaution so I can react in the best way. Just in case something unexpected happens. – I answered in the most appropriate way I could think of without giving many explanations.

I requested my dad to sit down on the bed and remove his clothes, leaving only his undergarments. He was surprised by the request, as this was not something a child, much less a woman should request any time. As a good butler, who remained as the background the entire time. Help my father undressed.

My father remained seated, as few nodules were located on his back, were painful. Most of them were located on the neck, shoulder and upper arms. With the Stethoscope, I searched for the so-called whistles when breathing. Meanwhile, I was taking notes of everything I observed.

With some magic, I could also do a full-body scan, like an MRI or a CT scan. After taking some blood, and do a biopsy of the nodules, I analyzed with another spell again. I wish in my past life I could do this too. It made everything faster, efficient and easier.

All the results were just popping in my mind, it was a weird feeling. I copied the most important in the improvised file I previously did.

I discarded many options as Leukocytoclastic vasculitis, but I could only reach a conclusion. My dad had a rare disease called Sweet's Syndrome. But this is not only it, but he also suffered from the idiopathic Sweet's Syndrome which is even rarer in men.

Sweet's Syndrome[1] or acute febrile neutrophilic dermatosis, is a disease characterized for being a hypersensitivity reaction as a response to infection, inflammation, vaccination, hematologic disease or drug exposure. The condition is caused by a change on the normal activity of the neutrophils, causing neutrophilia to accumulate in the form of painful erythematous onsets.

This also causes acute fevers to appear since the body tries to adjust its the stimulus of the condition suffered but also the lack of physical response of the system itself. From the three types, the idiopathic one was the most reasonable, as my father didn't suffer from any type of tumour (malignancy-associated type) or consumed any drugs that could cause this reaction (drug-induced type).

This syndrome is not as bad as it sounds since with some systemic corticosteroids or some potassium iodine can go away easily. I was more worried about his bronchitis. Although he was recuperating, he still had a big inflammation and a risk to develop into pneumonia if not well treated.

The easy part of this is I could take everything as if I were a pharmacy, thanks to my creation magic. But I couldn't amaze my father any longer. I had to protect my brother's position as the heir of the throne.

I asked Daniel to dress once again my father, and that I would give a full report as soon as I did some organization of my notes, and checked on some books. I would not rely only on my magic, I could treat my father on the spot. But that would only prejudice my brother and me.

I took two days to write a simple report, in which I could explain to my father in simple terms what he suffered. I also found a way to pretend to deliver modern medicines in the form of herbal medicines.

As I arrived at his chamber once again, I followed the protocol required. I once again examined my father, to control his bronchitis. Then I proceeded to explain what is Sweet's Syndrome.

– Father, I found what you have been suffering. This condition that you suffer is caused by a reaction to your flu that has not healed correctly. I have developed in bronchitis, and soon it might develop into pneumonia if not treated correctly. The cause of your painful spots in your upper body is due to a disorder called acute febrile neutrophilic dermatosis. This is a condition, in which your body fighting your bronchitis has accumulated its assets in the skin, due to an unknown reason. This causes your high fever and spots. I have found some concoctions that will help to restore the normal activity of the body in order to fight against your bronchitis. –

– I am amazed. My daughter can actually identify this rare disease that no one else in the kingdom could. – My father finally gave up to his pretence.

– Father, I... – I did not know what to answer. – I... I have just read it on the ancient books of the Royal Library. – I tried to make an excuse to my knowledge but I knew my Father had long saw through my façade.

– You don't need to use any excuse. Everyone has secrets that wish to hide, as long it doesn't harm you or the kingdom I won't pester you to tell me. – I gave an small bow and thank him. Suddenly I had an idea on how to treat my father's body effectively.

– Father, I will need some time to prepare the medicine, do you mind if I were to test it on some of our animals? –

– Not at all, but with the condition that you have to treat it by next week the latest. –

– Yes Father, that shall be done. –