I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Charlotte observed the lizardman's fractured arm for a while, then made a longitudinal incision along the fracture line from the outside of the arm.

After switching to the Judgment Sword, Charlotte's previously tough scales became remarkably easy to cut through.

However, a sword nearly a meter long is indeed difficult to handle for delicate procedures like surgery.

So after breaking through the scales, Charlotte switched to a small knife and separated the subcutaneous tissue, superficial fascia, and deep fascia to expose the muscles on the outside of the bone. Then she entered through the gaps between the muscles and finally found the fracture ends.

Vivian had somehow walked to the operating table and watched as Charlotte skillfully used a fruit knife to cut through the muscles and fascia, and miraculously opened a passage without damaging the muscles, finding the broken bone.

This was simply amazing to Vivian, who was obsessed with magical healing.

"Is this the surgery? They found the broken bone, and then what?" Vivian was starting to look forward to Charlotte's surgical treatment.

The fracture ends were in better condition than Charlotte had expected; there was a breakage and displacement, but no comminuted fracture.

This may be related to the lizardmen's exaggerated defensive capabilities, with hard scales and also hard bones.

"Hiss... hiss..." Jack gasped for breath, his teeth grinding together.

"Does it hurt?" Charlotte glanced at him.

"No...it doesn't hurt." Jack glanced at the black longsword beside him, shook his head with a mournful face, and whispered, "But Doctor, could you give me a whack? Like, make me pass out."

"Oh, I forgot to give you anesthesia." Charlotte realized, but then she remembered that the clinic didn't have any anesthetic.

The original owner's diary recorded several failed attempts at developing anesthetic drugs. Previous patients had received either physical anesthesia or alcohol anesthesia.

"Eileen, give him a good whack," Charlotte said to Vivian.

"Huh? Oh!" Vivian looked around and pulled a hammer out of her toolbox.

"Um?"

Charlotte and Jack were both startled.

Use this.

Charlotte took a large club and replaced Vivian's hammer of justice with it.

Vivian, wielding a large club, began to smash the lizardman's head repeatedly.

"Miss, you've made me even more awake. Are you giving me a facial massage?" Jack looked at Vivian, who was shaking her reddened little hands, with a helpless expression.

Vivian looked to Charlotte for help; she couldn't do this job, she was just a nanny.

"Never mind, I'll do it." Charlotte took the wooden stick.

Jack sighed. "Orcs won't work. We can just use humans instead."

Charlotte picked up her club and swung it at the lizardman's chin.

boom!

A muffled thud.

  

Jack's head lolled to the side, and he passed out.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Vivian looked at Charlotte in shock.

She had just used all her strength, only to be mocked by the lizardman for giving a facial massage, while the boss knocked him unconscious with a single blow.

But clearly, the boss's blow didn't seem to be much stronger than hers, did it?

"There's a science to hitting people. Even the thickest skin has a vulnerable chin," Charlotte explained, a point she learned from watching boxing matches.

"Mmm." Vivian nodded repeatedly, feeling that she had gained more useful knowledge.

The patient fell into a coma, and Charlotte disinfected her hands before continuing the surgery.

"Boss, since he's already unconscious, why don't I use healing magic to set his bones back up?" Vivian suggested softly.

"No," Charlotte refused outright.

"Why? He definitely wouldn't know." Vivian looked puzzled; this was clearly simpler and more efficient.

"When he wakes up, how will you explain that his severed arm healed so quickly? And that there wasn't even a scar left on the cut arm? What if future patients also demand the same treatment results? How am I supposed to handle that?" Charlotte looked at Vivian with a serious expression and said, "If you want to settle peacefully in the Abyss, you can't leave any traces in the outside world. All the merchants on this street know that I don't know healing magic; this is a persona that can't be ruined."

Vivian was a little startled by Charlotte's sudden seriousness. She shrank back and whispered, "I... I just wanted to do more."

Charlotte's expression softened slightly, and she sighed, "Why bother? A working person should be mindful of their job. You get paid for what you do. If you really use magic to heal patients, I'll have to consider giving you a raise, which will annoy me."

Vivian nodded thoughtfully, stood aside with her hands clasped, and continued to watch Charlotte perform the surgery.

"Actually, the surgery isn't as mysterious as you medical students think. And as long as you prepare well in all aspects, the results are quite good." Charlotte said as she began to clean the broken bone and then reassemble the two broken pieces.

Common bone fixation instruments are definitely not available in the operating room, but having performed many fracture surgeries, I had done some research and prepared some uncommon materials.

Charlotte took a long, thin, snow-white bone from the cabinet; it was made from the leg bone of a triangular yak, a species native to the White Plains south of Calva City.

This stuff is good for strengthening bones. It's usually ground into powder and taken directly, or used to make bone broth.

However, the predecessor discovered that these bones were not only good for making soup, but also an excellent tool for fixing broken bones.

First, it has sufficient hardness; second, it can be absorbed, and the absorption time can be determined by controlling the thickness. The absorption process can also promote bone healing, so it does not need to be removed later.

This idea is simply too ahead of its time.

He is hailed as a once-in-a-century genius in the medical field, and this is no exaggeration.

Charlotte cut two pieces of bone of suitable length, then used the Judgment to poke two small holes in the lizardman's bones, using the bone pieces to securely fix the two broken pieces of bone together.

After confirming that everything was correct, Charlotte took out the suture needles that the system had rewarded her with and began to suture the fascia, subcutaneous tissue, and skin layer by layer.

Charlotte's sharp suture needles allowed her to handle the lizardman's tough muscles and skin with ease, resulting in a perfect suture.

Upon reaching the scale layer, Charlotte pondered for a moment, poured some hemostatic medicine, wrapped it with a breathable cloth, and then took four wooden strips to make a simple support frame around his arm.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, but given the lizardman's physical condition, Charlotte estimates that his left hand will fully recover in just a few days.

"Is it finished?" Vivian felt as if she had witnessed a miraculous surgery, watching Charlotte open the lizardman's arm, find the broken bone, fix it with bone fragments, and then suture them back together.

It was all like an amazing performance!

It completely overturned Vivian's values ​​that she had cultivated over the past decade.

The surgery that the teachers described as unorthodox was presented by Charlotte herself, and it looked quite reliable.

"Charlotte..." Vivian murmured those three words to herself, her eyes suddenly widening as she looked at Charlotte with disbelief. "Could it be him?!"