I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Charlotte was stunned for a moment when she saw the message, but then she realized that the hermit must be referring to Lois.

It is no secret that Lois, the saintess of the Elven race, was apprenticed to Benjamin, the high priest of the Elven race.

In other words, the Hermit is Benjamin, the current leader of the Elven race.

Although Charlotte had always thought that the Hermit was a high-ranking elven figure, or at least an elder, she never expected him to be the high priest of the elven race.

This truly surprised him, after all, this was a super big shot who controlled a region.

In comparison, for a nobody like him to have infiltrated the Red Moon group is truly an achievement beyond his station.

After a moment's thought, Charlotte replied:

[Miracle: You're too kind. I was just doing what a doctor should do.]

[The Hermit: Hayward, Adolf, and I were all helpless with Lois's illness, yet you were able to cure her through 'surgery.' You are truly a formidable young man.]

[Hermit: I heard from Lois that you're now a mid-level knight. I didn't expect your training speed to be so rapid after you changed classes to knights; it's only been less than a month.]

The hermit quickly replied to his message.

Charlotte dared not say that she only needed to drink one more potion of strength to directly break through to the level of advanced knight.

He worried that the hermit might also be tempted to dissect and study him.

[Miracle: I think it's the spirit of the Judge that inspires and guides me, and I also want to thank you for the swordsmanship and movement techniques you've given me.]

Charlotte was as humble as possible.

[Hermit: I will personally contact the city lord regarding the expulsion order against Kalva. Once the Physicians' Association withdraws the expulsion application, your name should be on the list of those granted amnesty at the end of the year.]

Charlotte's eyes lit up. A pardon from the expulsion order was a good thing, meaning he could freely enter and leave Calva and legitimately conduct business and commerce there.

He had fallen out with the medical association, something he never dared to imagine.

If the hermit offered to plead with the city lord on his behalf, then it might actually be possible.

After all, he is the High Priest of the Elven race. The city lord should give him some face, even if he doesn't want to refuse.

As for the medical association, it must have been Adolf who did something to get them to withdraw their deportation application.

Look, it feels so good to have someone powerful to rely on!

Put away the black stone.

[Insulin extraction and manufacturing mission complete! Rewards: Diabetes Terminator title! 100000 Copper Coins!]

At that moment, the system's voice sounded.

Charlotte's eyes lit up; this was the notification sound of 100,000 copper coins arriving in her account!

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Adding the 100,000 copper coins I got from the Fat Tiger couple today, I've earned 200,000 copper coins just from refining insulin!

The cash in his pocket had reached 862814 copper coins!

He had never been so rich! Nor had he ever felt so safe.

After calming herself down, Charlotte figured she still couldn't sleep even after drinking seventeen bottles of strength potion, so she went out under the cover of night.

As the three major families began to unite in reforming the Abyss, the security situation in the Abyss visibly improved, and patrol teams could be seen on the streets from time to time.

Charlotte went straight to the potion workshop, where a square two-story building had been erected on the once barren land.

He lit a torch and went forward, but before he got close, he sensed that there were people inside the house, so he had to give up and not continue.

It's likely that some craftsmen left people on guard to prevent scavengers from coming in and stealing materials.

I took a quick look from the outside; the main structure is complete, but I don't know about the progress inside. I can come and check it out tomorrow afternoon.

The construction team was recommended by Buddy; the same team built the clinic, and they were both efficient and skilled.

With nothing else to do, Charlotte found an abandoned ruin and practiced her swordsmanship for two hours. When the sky began to lighten, she returned to the clinic.

After a quick wash and changing into a clean robe, another busy day begins.

……

Truman Estate, Villa Study.

"Young master, this is the kindergarten application form. I have investigated these children; they are all school-age children between six and twelve years old, a total of 172. Have you decided to let them attend school after spring?" An old servant handed over a list and said respectfully.

Roland looked through the list in his hand and nodded slightly, saying, "That's right. The school's facilities are ready, and the teacher recruitment is also complete. We're waiting until spring so they can have a full semester; otherwise, they could start school now."

"Young master, there's something I'm not sure I should say..." the old servant hesitated, wanting to speak but then stopping himself.

Roland didn't even look up and said, "Then don't talk about it."

"I'll tell you," the old servant said. "There's been a lot of gossip about you in the manor lately."

"What gossip are you spreading?" Roland asked casually.

"They say you're neglecting your lucrative clinic and running around setting up this school all the time, not only failing to make money but also losing money. If it weren't for Miss Jenny, you would have been kicked out long ago," the old servant said, then quickly added, "I didn't make this up; I heard it from them."

"It's alright, just listen to these kinds of idle gossips and let them go. Taking them to heart would be beneath you." Roland smiled nonchalantly, seemingly not angry at all.

Seeing this, the old servant became even more worried and whispered, "Young master, are you really not going to manage the clinic anymore? After all, it's the clinic you founded and made big."

"Both medical clinics are now on the right track, and both have high-level healing mages on duty, so I don't usually need to be there to oversee them every day." Roland smiled slightly. "But it's different at the academy. I have to take care of everything myself, and it's far from time to hand over my responsibilities."

"Alright, I'll keep the list. You can continue promoting it. The academy can recruit 300 students in the first phase, and there are still a few spots left." Roland waved his hand.

"Yes, young master." The old servant tactfully left the study.

"Do these guys all think I'm a gigolo?" Roland put down the booklet in his hand and laughed somewhat absurdly.

It's no surprise that it was Kenneth and his two sons who spread the gossip behind their backs.

During this time, because he had taken Kenneth's seat as an elder in the Abyss Council, his uncle was furious and even caused a scene at the clan's morning meeting.

He secured the seat by leveraging his close relationship with Jenny during this period, without even making any effort on his own.

Thinking about it that way, he really did get a good meal off a woman.

Kenneth's eagerness to smear his reputation suggests he may be trying to gain control of both clinics.

After all, everyone knows that it's a golden opportunity to make money.

However, he miscalculated. He had established both clinics himself, and although they were backed by the reputation of the Duru family, everyone knew who the director was.

It's a joke that Kenneth and his two good-for-nothing sons want to control two clinics.

He didn't completely ignore the affairs of the clinic. If he encountered any difficult or complicated cases, someone would come to ask him for help, and it wouldn't be too late for him to go to the clinic then.

Moreover, business has declined at both clinics recently.

It's said that long queues form in front of the Abyss Medical Clinic every day, and business is booming, which is probably related to that.

Roland knew that Charlotte was treating the poor of the abyss, and that a patient could be cured for three or five hundred copper coins using his so-called "surgery".

Moreover, he had recently heard that Charlotte's surgical survival rate was extremely high, and there had not been a single death case during this period.

Moreover, he often treated patients who were deemed "forsaken by God" by other clinics, and he actually managed to save them.

Miss Ruth from Amman Street is one example; yesterday, Fat Tiger, the leader of the Tiger Head Mercenary Group, was also saved by him.

This was a huge slap in the face to the other medical clinics in the Abyss.

Roland had the magnanimity to not care that his clinic's business was being taken away; treating the sick and saving lives should never be treated as a business.

However, there are bound to be other voices within the clan.

Roland actually understood this very well.

Moreover, Diana has already made it clear that the Abyss Medical Center is protected by the Harriman family, so who could possibly try to sabotage it?

To be honest, he was quite interested in Charlotte's "surgery," and he would definitely go and see it for himself whenever he had the chance.

Let's see how he heals patients without using magic.

……

"Doctor, your Golden Stamina Potion is really useful. Yesterday, our team encountered seven wolves and was almost exhausted by the end. After drinking one bottle, we immediately recovered more than 20% of our stamina and barely managed to kill the last two wolves. Without this potion, we would have been wiped out." A middle-aged adventurer with a scarred face praised Charlotte as soon as he entered the clinic.

These words also attracted the attention of the patients waiting in line behind.

"It's good that it's useful," Charlotte said with a smile, knowing that this was a real gog.

"I came today to buy three more bottles. Your potion is effective and cheap, I'll definitely recommend it to you a lot," the adventurer said.

"No problem." Charlotte nodded. The shelves were well stocked with Golden Stamina Potions, so she naturally wouldn't mind if a customer bought too many.

Under this older brother's leadership, the Golden Stamina Potion did indeed achieve good sales results today.

With an average order value starting at 800 copper coins, customers usually also buy first-aid kits, which contribute significantly to revenue.

After the morning business hours ended and the last patient left, it was Fat Tiger who pushed open the door and came in.

"Doctor, I'm here." Fat Tiger walked in with a smile. Judging from his gait, his legs seemed to have almost fully recovered.

"Sit down, I'll go prepare the medicine," Charlotte said casually, turning and going into the alchemy room. A moment later, she came out with a simple syringe and insulin.

Looking at the long, sharp needle, Fat Tiger was still a little scared. He had been injected with insulin while unconscious yesterday and didn't feel anything. Now, seeing such a long needle being inserted into his stomach, he immediately became a little timid.

"Such a big tiger, is it afraid of such a tiny needle?" Charlotte couldn't help but laugh when she saw his nervous expression.

"You don't know, I'm not afraid of knives, but I'm a little afraid of needles." Fat Tiger scratched his head awkwardly.

"Then...we're not going to fight?" Charlotte asked back.

"Fight! Fight! Fight! How can we not fight?" Fat Tiger quickly lifted his shirt, revealing his belly, closed his eyes, and gave a look of grim determination: "I'm ready."