I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

This is a very new method for treating demonic possession. If it proves effective, it could provide a new approach to the current beast tide attack and defense battles on Red Moon Night.

The gold-eating rat, which had been given a bottle of extract, was put back in its cage. It seemed to be frozen in place, then suddenly shivered, and the blood-red color in its eyes disappeared at a visible speed.

Squeak!

It let out a confused cry, then noticed the demonic gold-devouring rat banging against the cage, and shrank into a ball in fear.

[Nettle extract, when ingested, can immediately remove the demonic state of the Gold-Eating Rat.]

Charlotte's hands trembled slightly as she wrote the words in her notebook, showing just how excited she was.

Normally, monsters dare not attack large cities; powerful guardians and indestructible magical shields can effectively deter them.

However, the Red Moon drove the monsters mad, plunging them into a state of frenzy. They lost their ability to make rational judgments and their sense of awe, which is why a beast tide was formed and a demonic tide was launched against the town.

What would happen if the defenders splashed nettle extract on the attacking monster horde?

Once the front-line monsters regain their sanity, will they still risk their lives to charge the city walls? Will these sanity-regained monsters become targets for the corrupted monsters?

Charlotte had already imagined countless applications for the extract.

Even if it is only effective against low-level magical beasts, it can still reduce the pressure on city defenses.

The majority of the monsters in the monster tide are low-level monsters.

Charlotte looked at cage number 5. The gold-eating rat inside had been corrupted and was covered in nettle thorns. It was in a dazed state, and the red in its eyes was slowly fading, but not as quickly as the extract.

[After the Gold-Eating Rat becomes demonized, the thorns of the nettle can partially remove the demonized state, rendering it non-aggressive.]

Charlotte made a note in her notebook, explaining the feasibility of planting nettles on a large scale on the outskirts of the city. In addition to deterring monsters, when monster hordes arrive, these nettles can, to some extent, remove the monsters' demonic influence and reduce the pressure on defense.

Looking at the gold-eating rats in cages 3 and 4, which had been pricked twice, they were now completely exhausted and lay motionless in their cages.

Is it numb from being pricked?

  

Charlotte reached out and touched them to confirm that they were still alive, but the demonic state had been almost completely removed, which also verified the reliability of the previous conclusion.

After closing the cage, Charlotte looked at the Gold-Eating Rats in cages 7 and 8, who were still extremely agitated and frantically biting at the cages even with their teeth broken, completely unaware that their mouths were full of blood.

The demonization had robbed them of their reason, and their ferocity stood in stark contrast to the other gold-eating rats in the cage next to them.

Charlotte took a gold-eating rat out of the cage and walked towards the operating table, a sharp scalpel appearing in her hand.

Charlotte wasn't very professional in anatomy. Although the school did offer courses in animal anatomy, as a pragmatist in the pet hospital, he didn't take them very seriously.

However, he is quite good at playing spot-the-difference games.

When he cut up four gold-eating rats of similar size, weight, and age, and laid them flat on a table,

After comparison, the similarities and differences can naturally be found.

[After being corrupted, the Gold-Eating Rat exhibits significant brain congestion and an increased size.]

[The mutated Gold-Eating Rat has an enlarged heart due to congestion.]

[The demonized Gold-Eating Rat's eyes bulge out.]

……

[A rough and amateurish autopsy report.]

The system provided an evaluation.

Charlotte threw down the pen and snapped, "Here's the pen, you try it!"

[The mutated Gold-Eating Rat exhibits abnormal changes in its pituitary gland, which is significantly enlarged and may be compressing the optic chiasm, causing its eyes to turn blood red.]

The right atrium of the heart is significantly enlarged...

……

The system indeed provided Charlotte with a simple autopsy report.

In reality, there aren't many mutated monsters, since most of them will return to normal after the night of the red moon.

Based on the autopsy results, the Red Moon may have caused the monster to become demonic and lose control of its behavior by affecting the volume of the pituitary gland in the monster's brain and secreting special hormones.

Furthermore, Charlotte suspected that the demonic beasts in their demonized state might also be under some form of mind control.

He had almost fallen for the trap earlier; just seeing the red moon rise, he felt his body lose control and begin to act on its own.

As for what lay behind that sky full of red, Charlotte lowered her head, not daring to think about it.

Perhaps it was just a passing cloud, or perhaps it really was something indescribable?

Charlotte carefully recorded the autopsy report provided by the system, closed the notebook, dug a hole and buried the four dissected gold-eating rats, and then packed up the remaining six gold-eating rats and the cage.

Just then, he suddenly heard a shrill cry coming from the direction of Kalva, and instinctively looked over.

The light from the giant lamp fell on the beach, which was covered with countless sea creatures.

Catapults lined up on the city walls launched a barrage of fireballs that landed in the center of the sea monsters, exploding into huge fireballs, but still failed to stop the frenzied beast tide.

A giant octopus, tens of meters tall, swung its long tentacles and climbed up the city wall, only to have its head severed by a sword strike, before crashing heavily back down below the wall.

Magic and sword energy raged, and monsters fell one after another, setting the stage for a brutal battle of attack and defense.

This scene greatly shocked Charlotte.

The cliffs facing the abyss were completely silent, giving the impression of tranquility.

Charlotte silently put away the light hanging on the wall, then moved a huge rock to block the entrance before crawling through the cave and returning to the abyss.

Charlotte found another heavy stone slab and covered the inside as well, which made her feel a little more at ease.

He had already decided that he would go to Guy tomorrow to order a piece of iron plate to make a door, which would then be used to block the cave on nights of the Red Moon to prevent sea monsters from sneaking in.

After glancing at the pitch-black potion workshop and confirming that there had been no monster attack, he drove the carriage back to the clinic.

The journey was quiet, with only the constant roars of monsters overhead.

As he passed through Towa Street, he saw a dozen guards surrounding and killing a level 5 Black-striped Leopard monster. The battle was nearing its end, with the Black-striped Leopard lying in a pool of blood, and seven or eight guards lying dead beside it.

However, compared to the horrific scene last time when half a street was destroyed, this time only two houses collapsed on Towa Street.

After confirming that the fighting had not spread to Ivan's tailor shop, Charlotte drove the carriage back to the clinic without stopping.

A small number of demons still managed to break through the seal and enter tonight. You can imagine how fierce the battle at the entrance will be. I'm afraid some of the wounded have already been sent to the infirmary.

The streets of Bacca were pitch black, except for the Abyss Medical Center, which was brightly lit.

Two carriages were parked in front of the clinic, and the fox guards standing guard were helping the injured man get off the carriages.

Charlotte's heart sank. She had thought that with the magical shield, the casualties wouldn't be too bad, but now it seemed that the situation was worse than she had imagined.

Upon hearing the sound of the carriage, the fox guard instinctively gripped the sword at his waist, but lowered his hand upon seeing that it was Charlotte.

"Dr. Charlotte, you're finally back. Another carload of wounded soldiers just arrived, and Dr. Eileen might be too busy to handle them all," a fox guard said, pulling on the reins.

"I understand." Charlotte nodded and quickly entered the clinic, carrying the large bag.

The lights were on in Vivian's operating room, where surgery was underway. In the lobby of the clinic, eight injured fox guards were waiting for treatment. Kasha was cleaning the wounds of the less seriously injured fox guards and applying hemostatic medicine.

"Master, you're back." Kasha's eyes lit up when she saw Charlotte enter.

Upon hearing this, the fox guards all looked at Charlotte, as if they had been saved.

"Hmm." Charlotte responded, her gaze falling on the wounded man lying on the stretcher on the ground, his chest sunken, already unconscious.

The other wounded were also seriously injured; some had broken bones, and others had their thighs bleeding profusely.

"Take him to my operating room," Charlotte ordered the fox guard on duty. She threw the gold-eating rat she had brought back back into its cage in the laboratory, quickly went upstairs for a full cleaning and disinfection, and then came down in a white robe.

He first helped the wounded waiting outside to stop the bleeding and prevent the injuries from getting out of control.

Only then did he quickly walk into the operating room.

"Will Baal survive?"

"He was struck by a level 5 berserk bear, breaking all his ribs and likely injuring his internal organs..."

The fox guards fell silent, and the atmosphere became somewhat oppressive.

"Dr. Charlotte is a highly skilled doctor; perhaps she can save his life."

"I hope so..."

The fox guards held a glimmer of hope, but dared not place too much faith in it. Such an injury would be troublesome even for a healing mage, let alone a doctor who did not know healing spells.

In the operating room, Charlotte removed the injured man's clothes. His chest was a bloody mess, his ribcage was collapsed, and he must have broken many ribs. It looked like he had been hit head-on by a monster.

The injured man was a young man, who looked to be in his early twenties. He was pale and his breathing was barely audible.

If it's just a rib fracture, it obviously won't be that bad; it's more likely that the broken bone has damaged internal organs.

Fortunately, it arrived in time, and the situation wasn't too bad.

Charlotte calmly cleaned his wounds and then opened his chest cavity.

As he had expected, three broken bones pierced the pleura and lodged in the lungs, causing severe internal bleeding.

Charlotte took out animal blood for transfusion from the cabinet, administered it to the injured person, then pulled the bone out of the lung, cleaned the wound, stitched it up, and applied a hemostatic agent.

The shattered bones were carefully removed one by one, numbering in the dozens. Some of them were stuck in the chest cavity and internal organs, and all of them were treated.

Then, the ribs were repositioned one by one, the large pieces were reattached, the blood in the chest cavity was cleared, and after confirming that there were no bleeding points, the chest cavity was closed layer by layer and the wound was sutured.

As blood was transfused, the injured person's complexion gradually improved, and their breathing began to become smoother.

"Take him to the next ward; he needs to stay for observation overnight." Charlotte walked to the door and said to the two fox guards who were helping, then gestured for the patient with the injured femoral artery to come in.