I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

"Are you angry?" Mona asked Fatty Tiger from the beast-drawn carriage.

"What's there to be angry about? Dr. Charlotte saved my life. We were the ones who started the trouble and made the first move. The fact that she let it go shows her medical ethics. Today, this 100,000 copper coins is the price we have to pay." Fat Tiger smiled and said, "If you ask me, Dr. Charlotte is a person who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. She's not the kind of person who would set traps behind people's backs. She's someone I can get along with."

Mona looked at the wound on Fat Tiger's leg, which was almost healed, and nodded.

"In the past two years, we've been searching for doctors and medicines, and we've met quite a few patients with similar symptoms to mine. This disease isn't uncommon, and many of those who suffer from it are wealthy. Dr. Charlotte's ability to develop such a highly effective medicine, even though it requires daily use and costs 1000 copper coins, will surely attract many patients once the word gets out," Fat Tiger continued. "In my opinion, this doctor is definitely worth getting to know better. Even if he's not a magician, he's an absolute genius when it comes to medicine."

Mona thought for a moment and said, "In order to help each other and find a cure so we could notify each other, I left the contact information of dozens of patients with the same symptoms as you. How about..."

Fat Tiger's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "We'll try to contact them tomorrow. Firstly, it will give these fellow patients who are also suffering a way to save their lives, and secondly, it will help ease the tension with the doctors."

"Okay, I'll arrange it when I get back." Mona nodded.

……

Calva, ninth floor of the White Tower of the Medical Association.

Hayward paced back and forth with a gloomy expression. Adolf and Jacques sat relaxed on chairs beside him, while Lucian stood to the side, looking equally uneasy.

"The matter of Charlotte being removed from the expulsion list is not something I can decide; you know that rule," Hayward said, stopping in his tracks and looking at Adolf.

"I know that a pardon from the city lord at the end of each year is required to remove him from the list." Adolf nodded slightly. "However, it was the Physicians' Association that applied to expel Charlotte. If you send a letter to the city lord's mansion to withdraw your expulsion application, the city lord may grant him a pardon."

"I heard that the city lord's mansion is engaged to Duke Cromwell. Do you think he will pardon Charlotte at this critical juncture?" Hayward asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"Elizabeth has already declared that she will never marry Capas. She broke through to become a legendary knight on the night of the red moon and is a figure who can hold the reins of Kalva in the future. Do you think a playboy like Capas is good enough for her? Can the city lord really control her marriage?" Adolf laughed.

"The Duke's son is unworthy. Do you think a useless person whose magical abilities have been destroyed is worthy of him?"

"This good-for-nothing you speak of cured a morbid disease that even you, the president of the Medical Association, couldn't cure, saving the hope of the Elven race. If he's good-for-nothing, then what are you?"

"You..." Hayward's face turned bright red; this was the most unacceptable news he had received today.

When Lucian reported the news, he was so shocked that he almost fainted. If this news got out, his lifelong reputation as the president of the Medical Association would be ruined.

The key point is that this information is not only known within the medical association.

Lois has already returned to the Elf Forest on her flying mount; the Healers' Association cannot command the Elf Saintess.

After Adolf and Jacques returned, they used this as leverage to get him to ask the city lord's mansion to pardon Charlotte.

This demand was naturally unacceptable to him. Charlotte had already embarrassed him so much in that chaotic and disorderly little place called the Abyss. If he were to return to Calva, he would surely disrupt the current situation where the Physicians' Association held a dominant position.

"President, you don't want others to know about this, do you? My master has already made a deal with Saintess Lois. If you agree, this matter will remain a secret. If you don't agree..." Jacques smiled slightly, leaving the rest of his words unsaid, but it was as if he had already said it.

Hayward's face turned ashen, but he could only nod and accept the condition.

"He... really cured Lois with 'surgery'?" Hayward asked Adolf with some resentment.

"I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be false?" Adolf retorted. "If magic could cure her illness, would you have given him this opportunity to befriend the Elf Forest?"

Hayward remained silent. He had tried his best last night, but he was truly at a loss, which was why he diagnosed Hayward as a man abandoned by God.

That's why he's so wary of this news spreading.

If this news gets out, it will undoubtedly create a god-like image for Charlotte and deal a huge blow to the authority of the Medical Association.

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How many people would believe that the Elven Saintess, such a favored daughter of heaven, is a person forsaken by the gods?

The Physicians' Association dared not argue its case unless it intended to completely antagonize the Elven race.

No matter how authoritative the medical association may be, it is still just an association without extremely high restrictions. Regardless of race, it will inevitably prioritize racial interests.

His only regret now is that he didn't kill Charlotte completely three years ago.

Now that he has made contact with the elves, how things will develop in the future is already starting to go in a direction beyond his control.

Adolf got up and left with Jacques.

The spacious living room was now empty except for Hayward and Lucian.

"That old bastard Adolf is absolutely despicable! He actually helped outsiders threaten you!" Lucian finally dared to speak loudly, his indignant expression making it seem like he was about to go and fight Adolf.

Hayward's face remained gloomy, and he did not respond to his words.

"Ahem..." Lucian coughed awkwardly, then his eyes darted around, revealing a hint of ruthlessness: "Guild Master, why don't we just kill that kid and then we'll have no worries about the future?"

Hayward glanced at him: "Killing someone at this juncture, even a fool would know who did it, the elves will definitely cause trouble."

"Then... then let's wait a little longer. Anyway, the pardon won't be issued for another two or three months. As long as we take care of him before the pardon is issued, we won't have to worry about him returning to Calva," Lucian suggested.

"I know nothing about this." Hayward turned to look out the window.

Lucian understood immediately and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, I'll make sure it's done perfectly."

……

Charlotte indulged herself for once, buying ten pounds of top-quality beef from the butcher and a chicken and a rabbit from the next street, and prepared a sumptuous dinner to entertain Diana.

She deserves half the credit for the fact that we were able to get those 100,000 copper coins today.

"If your clinic weren't so profitable, I would definitely bring you home to be my cook and feed me every day." Diana put down her chopsticks, licked her glossy, sexy red lips, and said to Charlotte with some emotion.

"It would be my pleasure to serve you, ma'am." Charlotte smiled slightly. "If you're willing to pay me a good fee, I wouldn't mind changing professions."

"No, no, no, I'm still counting on your apothecary workshop to make money for me." Diana shook her head and smiled slyly. "Besides, if I ever crave something delicious, I can just come to the clinic for a free meal. Why pay extra? Don't you think so?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Charlotte could only nod; how could she possibly refuse?

"Are you planning to mass-produce the potion you used on that fat tiger today at the apothecary workshop?" Diana asked.

"That's just a newly developed product. I wouldn't have given it to Fat Tiger if his condition hadn't been so critical," Charlotte shook her head. "It'll be some time before mass production. We still need to manufacture the matching syringes. Besides, although there are quite a few patients with this disease, very few people will actually receive the news."

"Don't you have a super channel? Why don't you sell it the same way you sold the potion aversion potion before, starting with one million copper coins?" Diana said with a smile, her words carrying a hint of sarcasm.

Charlotte shook her head firmly: "That won't do. Patients with this disease and those who use potions are not the same kind of people. Those addicts make money without any guilt. Besides, potion aversion is a one-time deal, while this potion needs to be injected every day. It's different. It would be against my conscience to play with a life-saving drug like this."

Upon hearing this, Diana did not continue the topic and got up to take her leave.

"Boss, that insulin is amazing! How did you know that the white powder extracted from bovine pancreas could cure diabetes?" Vivian looked at Charlotte as she closed the door and finally couldn't contain her excitement.

"Read more books, and your knowledge will naturally broaden," Charlotte said calmly.

Vivian didn't care about Charlotte's somewhat pretentious demeanor, and still looked at him with admiration: "From now on, patients with this disease will be saved, boss, you're amazing!"

"No, we are the ones who are amazing. If you hadn't extracted the insulin, I would have been helpless too. You deserve half the credit for discovering insulin," Charlotte said with a smile, looking at Vivian. To be fair, she was indeed a treasure girl. Keeping her in the clinic as an assistant physician was a waste of her talent.

Of course, as a novice capitalist, he wouldn't consider such a question!

You couldn't find an employee like that even with a lantern.

Vivian was overjoyed; this recognition was incredibly rewarding. However, she still politely said, "I only did a little bit of work. It's not fair to take half the credit."

"Don't underestimate this little task. This is a revolutionary step in insulin extraction. The process from bovine pancreas to insulin is reduced to just two steps, making it highly feasible for future mass production." Charlotte looked at her with certainty, then said, "Come on, let's extract the remaining insulin tonight. I already know which one is insulin, so you just need to extract it separately."

"Mmm-hmm." Overwhelmed by the praise, Vivian obediently followed into the alchemy room and began her hard work.

After preparing the potions to be sold tomorrow, Charlotte went upstairs.

Charlotte redeemed 17 bottles of Strength Potion from the system shop and drank them all at once.

The surging medicinal power cleansed his body, and strands of fresh blood seeped from his skin. His fatigue vanished, and the surge of power that followed gave him a mental boost.

Charlotte stood there waiting for the medicine to be fully absorbed before turning on the tap to rinse herself.

As his strength increased, his body also began to be able to accept more one-time increases in strength.

As he emerged from the bathroom, he instinctively took out the black stone and glanced at it.

There is a new message from the hermit.

[Hermit: Miracle friend, thank you for saving my beloved disciple today.]