I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

As a professional veterinarian, he can only continue down the path of playing a doctor.

Therefore, he was well aware of the crucial role that medicine played for a surgeon like himself.

In fact, if he wanted to promote surgery on a large scale and enable more non-healing mages to become doctors capable of treating civilians, then surgery combined with potions would be the best combination.

Charlotte was ambitious, so she was persecuted by the vested interest group—the Physicians' Association—who stripped her of her magical abilities and threw her into the abyss.

He was a lone wolf on the path of surgery.

Not only did they have no companions, but they also faced countless hardships and obstacles.

Even so, after falling into the abyss, he still did not give up.

So this small clinic was established. Even though it didn't make much money and was ostracized, doubted, and disliked, it still insisted on performing surgery and treating the poor who couldn't afford medical fees.

What Charlotte had seen over the past few days made her understand why she had persisted.

In this vast abyss, apart from four expensive clinics, there was nowhere else that could heal the sick and save lives.

Do poor people deserve to die?

Without 10,000 copper coins, you can't even step into the clinic.

What kind of logic is that?

Charlotte became a doctor so that patients would receive proper medical care and doctors would be respected.

He wants to carry on the original owner's will, combining surgery and pharmacy to pave a new path for medicine in this world.

Once the system is mature, he will try to promote and export it, train more surgeons and pharmacists, and open more clinics on the continent of Aesop.

"Let's make money first. What's the point of talking about ideals when you're broke?" Charlotte slapped herself, reminding herself to be more clear-headed.

However, now that the pharmacist upgrade system is in place, how can one level up and become stronger?

Alchemists can improve their alchemy skills, proficiency, and accuracy by continuously refining potions, thereby gaining more proficiency. When the proficiency reaches a certain value, the level can be increased.

Note: The higher the potion's crafting level and difficulty, the faster your proficiency will increase. There is a limit to the proficiency gained for each type of potion; please master as many potions as possible.

A system prompt then appeared.

The explanation is simple and clear: if you want to level up, then go refine medicine. Practice makes perfect, and diligence will help you level up.

Furthermore, the higher the level of the potion, the more proficiency points you gain; it's impossible to max out your level using cleaning potions alone.

"But does this system have intelligence? Or can it listen to my thoughts? Can we communicate?" Charlotte couldn't help but wonder to herself.

When he was working part-time and moving between locations, he often read online novels on the bus. He read quite a few system novels, and one of them, "The Otherworldly Restaurant of the Stay-at-Home Dad," featured a vengeful system that left a deep impression on him. The system was completely controlled by its host.

Now he has a system too, but why does his system look a little different? It doesn't seem very intelligent.

They only issue tasks in a cold voice or give a short note in text.

"System? Little System? System System?"

Charlotte tried calling out in her mind.

  

But this did not elicit any response.

"Well, it seems this system is quite aloof and not easy to fool," Charlotte thought to herself. It seemed her little scheme to get some freebies from the system was going to fail.

Charlotte left the lab in a good mood after putting away the six bottles of anesthetic.

In one afternoon, he successfully concocted the anesthetic.

This also means that his clinic has officially entered a new stage of having anesthetic drugs.

Back at the villa, Diana wasn't there, but Agatha brought him dinner.

After a quick meal, Charlotte returned to her bedroom.

He habitually took out the black stone and glanced at it; the merchant had sent him a new message.

[Merchant: Little Miracle, starting tomorrow, I'll be in Kalva to promote Potions of Aversion. This will be a very significant start. Besides, I'd like to ask your opinion: do you want authorship? You should know very well that this is an opportunity that could go down in history.]

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Charlotte fell into deep thought.

To say I wasn't tempted would be a lie.

The release of a revolutionary potion like the Potion Aversion Potion could very well mark the end of the era of rampant potions.

As the father of the potion of aversion, he will be remembered in history and mentioned by later generations, just like Edison who invented the light bulb and Newton who was hit by an apple.

But at the same time, he will also become a thorn in the side and the murderer of his father by all the beneficiaries of the potion industry chain in the continent of Aesop.

In contrast, the risks and opportunities are not proportional.

After careful consideration, he replied to the businessman with a message:

[Miracle: Let's just sign it as Miracle.]

[Merchant: Then it's settled.]

The businessman replied to the message instantly.

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"Are you sure Charlotte has healed another person abandoned by God?" Carol asked, her face grim as she looked at the weasel.

"My lord, it's absolutely true, I saw it with my own eyes. That slit-mouthed woman had something growing in her head, and healing magic was completely ineffective. She just went into that kid's clinic for a while, and came out perfectly fine," the weasel assured, patting his chest.

"If that's the case, then that kid does have some skills. No wonder Diana put so much effort into him, even at the cost of offending us, to protect him," Carol said thoughtfully.

The clinic was extremely profitable, even more so than selling magic potions.

However, finding a doctor is not easy. There are plenty of legitimate healing mages out there, so why bother coming to a dark and hopeless place like the abyss?

The Duru family had extensive connections and a good reputation, and Roland was a graduate of the Calva Medical School, so they recruited many doctors and opened two clinics.

The Danielle family's clinic was only opened after a lot of hard work; the headmaster was just a mid-level healing mage, and its skill level and scale were limited.

As for their family's clinic, the doctors' backgrounds were not entirely legitimate. The director had committed a major crime in the capital, and Elton spent a lot of money to bring him to the abyss. The other doctors were also swindled and cheated.

The Harriman family didn't have a clinic, so they knew this was a lucrative opportunity, but couldn't get their hands on it, which naturally made them envious.

Now Charlotte has emerged, possessing no magic yet capable of healing and treating the sick, and has already gained some fame, so naturally, no one wants to miss out.

Under normal circumstances, Carroll would definitely be tempted to poach them.

But now, let alone poaching people, they can't even kill anyone.

The weasel winked and said, "My lord, those forsaken by God are not so easy to save. Charlotte is definitely an apostle of the devil. We just need to send someone to Calva and inform the Medical Association, and they will surely hang him!"

A murderous glint flashed in Carol's eyes, and she nodded, saying, "Alright, I'll leave this to you. Go to Calva first thing tomorrow morning."