I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

"Take care, nephew."

Charlotte, still quite drunk, was taken back to the clinic. As she got out of the car, she made sure to say goodbye to her adopted nephew before staggering to the door and knocking.

"This guy..." Roland shook his head helplessly, and only after confirming that Charlotte had entered did he let the driver drive away.

"Master, are you alright?" Kasha asked with some concern as she helped Charlotte up.

"It's nothing, I was just pretending to be drunk." Charlotte heard Vivian close the door, withdrew her hand from Kasha's thin back, and straightened her back with a smile.

If he hadn't been pretending to be drunk, he would have been able to keep his arm around Roland and call him "nephew" all the way back, and even have Roland personally escort him back.

Of course, he wasn't the only one pretending to be drunk tonight.

Before leaving, he saw a drunk Billy half-hanging on Monica, saying he wanted to go with her to Amman Street to admire the moon.

Do you think the moon you see on Amman Street can be anything but real?

Besides, in this godforsaken place called the Abyss, not even the crimson moon can shine in, so what's the point of admiring the moon?

There must be a lot of people in the Tru family who won't be able to sleep tonight. They finally managed to get Billy over, but he ended up being lured away by Monica.

Who can believe that they were really just admiring the moon tonight?

The Daniels family has likely risen to a higher social status, and it's hard to say whether the Trus family will still be able to keep them in check in the future.

Furthermore, Billy and Charlotte have a close relationship, and Charlotte is also quite close to Diana, and is deeply protected by the Harriman family.

  

Now the Duru family can only rely on the relationship between Roland and Miss Jenny to maintain their future with the Calva Chamber of Commerce.

"You didn't pack any food for us either. We only had some plain porridge for dinner, and we were waiting for you to come back and bring us food." Vivian circled Charlotte, looking very disappointed.

"How about I go catch some wild game? Do you guys eat raw food?" Martha suggested.

"Don't rush, I brought you some food." Charlotte stopped the eager cat-eared girl and waved her hand. The counter next to her was filled with all kinds of food, including a whole roasted goose, a plate full of caviar, and various exquisite pastries.

"Wow!"

The three girls' eyes lit up immediately.

Vivian asked doubtfully, "This...this food looks completely untouched. Boss, are you packing it up as soon as the meal starts?"

"No, that's not it. I went to the kitchen halfway through the meal and packed some of the prepared food to go." Charlotte shook her head. "For such a grand banquet, they prepared a lot of extra food. No one noticed that I packed some up. It's clean and hygienic."

"You three hurry up and eat, I'm going upstairs." Charlotte turned and went upstairs.

After taking off my formal but uncomfortable dress, I took a cold shower to wash away the smell of alcohol and perfume, changed into comfortable loungewear, and then sat down at my desk.

The purpose of attending this banquet today has been basically achieved: to become a familiar face among the upper class of the Abyss, and to elevate the reputation and professionalism of the Abyss Medical Center to a level of recognition in their hearts through Billy.

Of course, the most important thing is that the moisturizing serum was successfully promoted among wealthy women. Tomorrow's sales figures for the moisturizing serum will prove just how effective the promotion was.

Secondly, Roland's father has become sworn brothers with someone; of course, whether he'll acknowledge them when he sobers up tomorrow is another matter.

He didn't really want to take advantage of Roland, but his father was, after all, the new Lord of Abyss City, and maintaining a good relationship would only bring benefits.

He wanted to test the effectiveness of nettles in suppressing the beast tide and the application of its extract in the beast tide defense battle during the next Red Moon night.

Such matters require the approval of someone of Joseph's stature; neither Diana nor Roland could make the decision.

Charlotte's intuition told her that the grass that had once saved Martha might bring about a miracle.

He took out paper and pen and jotted down some thoughts in his notebook.

A tiny nettle plant, with its soft, sharp thorns, is no match for a large magical beast, but the large magical beast is the greatest threat to magical shields and city walls.

Improving the penetrating power of thorns is obviously unrealistic, but making short nettles taller and thicker is not a pipe dream.

There is a category of magicians—plant magicians.

Plant-type mages belong to the support class of mages. They can control the growth rate of plants through magic, and even catalyze the growth of plants to become gigantic, allowing originally small plants to grow ten or a hundred times larger.

Of course, powerful plant-based mages can control plants to fight enemies, making them virtually unbeatable in certain situations.

If we could find a plant magician to cultivate nettles to gigantic size, creating a nettle forest several meters or even tens of meters high that stretches across the outskirts of a major city, it would be much simpler than building a taller and wider city wall.

Nettle extract can restore the Gold-Eating Rat to its senses in its demonic state. So, is it possible to stockpile enough extract in advance, dig a moat outside the city, and fill it with extract?

The beast tide that wants to attack the city must first swim in the water and swallow some of the extract; maybe then it will sober up.

A fully conscious and alert Warcraft would not dare to launch a preemptive attack on a large city.

Once the beast tide offensive is interrupted, the pressure on the defense will be greatly reduced.

Charlotte had many creative ideas, and she picked out the ones that were feasible and wrote them down in her notebook.

The hermit elder said he would come to see him in a couple of days to discuss the effects and uses of nettles, so he needed to do some research beforehand so that he could be more targeted in his approach.

To be honest, I was a little nervous.

The hermit was both a teacher and a friend to him, gifting him martial arts techniques and enabling him to successfully become a knight. He also connected him with merchants.

They had only been in contact on Blackstone before, and now that they were about to meet in person, it felt like meeting an online friend and also like meeting a teacher.

……

Alvin and Alva were lying on the bed, and Kenneth was applying medicine to them.

"Ouch! That hurts! Be gentle!"

"Father, you really had the heart to do that, look what you've done to us."

The two brothers mumbled, tears welling in their eyes from the pain.

"You two brats, you dare to complain about the pain! If it weren't for your father's quick thinking in angering Mr. Billy today, you two would have been kicked out of the house, and I would have been implicated too," Kenneth said angrily, giving each of them a hard flick on the forehead.

"Who knew that kid would actually save Mr. Billy? Everyone said he was a good-for-nothing who couldn't use magic." Alvin covered his head, looking helpless.

Alva pleaded, "Father, please go and get us a doctor. It hurts so much, I won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."

Kenneth sneered, "A doctor? Joseph has already given the order that no doctor is allowed to treat you two. He's going to teach you a lesson."

Now, both of them were on the verge of tears.

"You two remember this: from now on, avoid Charlotte whenever you see her, and don't mess with her. That kid is no pushover," Kenneth warned.

Although the two brothers were somewhat resentful, they could only nod in agreement.

They've completely lost today.

……

In the study of the villa next door, Roland was pouring water for Joseph.

Joseph, who had been quite drunk earlier, was now sitting upright at his desk, showing no signs of intoxication whatsoever.

"Father, Charlotte is drunk. Don't take his words to heart." Roland handed over a glass of water and sat down opposite Joseph.

"Drunk?" Joseph looked at his naive son and laughed. "The words have already been spoken, how can I go back on my word? If word gets out, wouldn't it say that I, the new city lord, am a man of my word?"

"This..." Roland was speechless, and said somewhat anxiously, "You're not planning to become sworn brothers with him, are you? He's a few years younger than me, so he's my junior."

"Roland, I have always taught you since you were a child that when making friends, you should not be concerned about the other person's age, background, or status. As long as you think someone can help you, you can befriend them."

Charlotte was born into a distinguished family and achieved fame at a young age, but suddenly fell into an abyss, had her magical essence stripped away, and was banished from Calvar, reaching the lowest point in her life.

Who could have imagined that three years later, his clinic in the Abyss would regain its fame, healing and saving lives without magic? Even last night's success rate was higher than the combined efforts of all the doctors in our two clinics. And he saved Billy, reconnecting him with the Calvar family.

What's even less known is that the infamous "Potion Aversion Agent" that shook the continent of Aesop was also created by him. Such a potion genius can be my brother. Do you think I'm being wronged, or is he being wronged?" Joseph said to Roland earnestly.

Roland was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I feel wronged."

Joseph was right, Charlotte is indeed a genius.

Roland greatly admired both the surgical treatments and the astonishing pharmaceutical methods used to treat patients.

I was particularly shocked when I heard Diana say today that the Fox Guards were treating patients at the Abyss Medical Center last night, and only three died while ten were crippled.

Yesterday, he provided emergency treatment at the front line of the Abyss entrance and was very aware of the severity of the Fox Guard casualties, which were no better than those of the Duru family.

He led all the medical staff from two clinics to the front lines, including three advanced healing mages and more than ten intermediate healing mages.

Even so, more than ten members of the Duru family's guard were killed and dozens were crippled.

The doctors in charge of the treatment did their best to save the patients, almost exhausting their magical powers.

It's important to know that the Abyss Medical Center only has two doctors: Charlotte and his assistant doctor, Irene.

This is crazy.

This even made Roland begin to doubt his healing abilities.

At the same time, they developed a great interest in and awe of Charlotte's surgical treatment methods.

"From the moment he developed the potion of aversion, he was destined to never belong to the Abyss. Just watch, it won't be long before he emerges from the abyss and amazes everyone once again." Joseph stood up, patted Roland on the shoulder, and said, "Remember, treat others as friends, and you will gain true friends."

After saying that, he turned and left the study.

"Friend..." Roland mused.

……

Charlotte took a short nap, was woken up by Kasha, lay in her arms, enjoyed a head massage for a while, and then got up feeling refreshed.

While energizing potions can provide endless energy, mental fatigue still requires sleep to recover.

He once tried not sleeping for a week, and drank two bottles of stimulant to stay awake at dawn.

Time seemed to have increased, but by the fifth day, work efficiency began to decline significantly, and emotions became unstable, making me very irritable.

Charlotte later took a nap, and all her negative emotions disappeared, making her work much more efficient.

This also served as a reminder to him that unless he was so busy that he couldn't sleep, adequate sleep could relieve mental fatigue, regulate his emotional state, and lead to higher work efficiency.

Even if it's just sleeping for two or three hours in the middle of the night, then enjoying a head massage from Kasha and listening to her melodious singing, it's a wonderful way to start the day.

"Thank you, Kasha," Charlotte said to Kasha after changing her clothes.

"No...you're welcome." Kasha blushed slightly as she looked at Charlotte's well-defined chest muscles and eight-pack abs.

After a quick breakfast, the Abyss Medical Clinic opened for business.

Similar to yesterday, the night of the red moon had just passed, and the number of injured adventurers had decreased significantly, with very few patients coming for treatment.

On the contrary, the number of adventurers coming to buy potions has increased significantly, with dozens of people already queuing up. Most of them are adventurers who came in advance to buy potions, hoping to enter the wilderness as soon as the situation on the outskirts of the wilderness stabilizes in a few days.

The next month is the last window of opportunity to venture into the wilderness. The weather is getting colder and colder. When the heavy snow closes the mountains, we will have to spend the winter in the deep abyss and wait for the spring to come.

Adventurers are eager to earn as much money as possible before the window of opportunity, hoping to have a comfortable winter.

At the very back of the procession were about a dozen noblewomen, dressed in gorgeous long gowns and draped in luxurious furs, forming a stark contrast to the adventurers ahead of them.

"I didn't expect so many people to come to the Abyss Medical Clinic to buy potions. Are all those men in front of me here to buy the moisturizing essence? This is too much!"

"Not really. I heard that the potions at the Abyss Medical Clinic are very popular among adventurers, and these men are obviously all adventurers. It's the sisters who are really too lazy to sleep in this cold weather and come to line up so early to buy moisturizing essence."

"Sister Carly, you're the same. Yesterday, Dr. Charlotte grabbed your hand and applied moisturizing serum to your skin. You probably couldn't sleep last night."

The ladies burst into laughter.

"Don't talk nonsense." Carly blushed and raised her hands, saying, "Look, I applied the moisturizing serum last night, and my hands are visibly much softer. I came here today specifically for the moisturizing serum, and it really works."

The ladies looked at her hands; her left hand was rough due to dryness, while her right hand was noticeably smoother and more delicate, a stark contrast.

This reassured the ladies who had come with the intention of giving it a try, making them even more determined to buy a few bottles to try themselves.

Vivian was responsible for treating several patients with sprains and bruises.

Charlotte sat behind the counter, helping Kasha sell the potions.

"Dr. Charlotte, I heard your medical fees are going up?" an orc asked Charlotte after buying three bottles of stamina potions.

Upon hearing this, the customers behind Charlotte all turned to look at her.

"Who said I was going to raise prices?" Charlotte was taken aback by the question, as he hadn't made any announcement about raising prices recently.

The orc scratched his head and said, "That's what everyone's saying outside. They say that you saved more than a hundred fox guards on the night of the red moon, and that you are highly valued and grateful by the Harriman family. They're planning to rename the Abyss Medical Hall to Harriman Medical Hall, and the medical fees will also increase, just like the other medical halls."

"Is that so?" Charlotte laughed.

Diana had brought up the matter of changing her name more than once, but he had refused each time, and all of this happened before the night of the red moon.

Now that Abyss has officially become a city, the three major families are downplaying their influence and bringing the Abyss Council and the Abyss Guard to the forefront.

At a time like this, wouldn't "Abyss Clinic" sound more impressive than "Harriman Clinic"?

At first glance, it sounds like the best medical clinic in the abyss.

"It's true that we treated over a hundred Fox Guards, but the rest is fake news. The clinic won't change its name; it'll still be called Abyss Clinic, and there are no plans to change it in the future. Secondly, the medical fees and medicine prices won't change either—they won't be free, nor will they be increased. In any case, they definitely won't be more expensive than the other clinics," Charlotte said loudly.

This was both an answer to the orc's question and a precise reply to the regular customers present.

Treating Fox Guards on the night of the Red Moon is something worth marketing and promoting. Even the Harriman family trusts to send Fox Guards to the Abyss Medical Clinic, so what concerns do other patients have?

Patient trust and approval are very important for medical clinics.

Before this, most of the patients who came to the Abyss Medical Clinic were short of money, as well as adventurers who came because of its reputation.

Patients with substantial assets are relatively few.

Last night at the Duru family's banquet, Billy gave him a resounding defeat, letting the upper echelons of the Abyss know the strength of the Abyss Medical Center.

The news that the Abyss Medical Clinic had treated more than a hundred fox guards in one night brought it even wider recognition.

"That's great, now I can come back with confidence even if I get injured next time."

"Exactly! The other clinics charge ridiculously high prices; even a minor injury can cost tens of thousands of copper coins."

"Dr. Charlotte is a true gem in the medical profession; her medical skills are superb!"

The customers showered Charlotte with compliments, finally putting their minds at ease.

Selling medicine is not like performing surgery. With Charlotte's help, dozens of customers bought the medicine they needed and left in no time.

A group of ladies followed and rushed in.

Charlotte still remembered the young woman walking gracefully ahead, her chest trembling; she was the same noblewoman with jewels embedded in her skin from last night.

"Dr. Charlotte, I'm here." Carly smiled and walked to the counter, giving him a flirtatious wink.

"Madam truly keeps her promise. The moisturizing essence is ready. How many bottles would you like?" Charlotte said with a smile. This is a genuine high-net-worth client; serving one well is enough to sustain her for half a year.

"How many days will this bottle last?" Carly asked.

The other ladies listened attentively, so they could estimate how many bottles they would like to buy.

"If you're just using it to wipe your face and hands, one bottle will last seven days. But if you plan to use it for full-body care, this bottle will only last one day," Charlotte said with a smile as she placed a bottle of moisturizing serum on the counter.

"It'll only last one day after applying it all over your body." Carly frowned slightly; it wouldn't last very long.

After witnessing the amazing effects of this moisturizing essence, she plans to apply it all over her body to improve her skin.

"Doctor, how much is a bottle of your moisturizing essence?" a wealthy woman behind me asked.

Everyone looked at Charlotte. They had discussed the price outside earlier. A potion with such good skin care effects must be expensive, perhaps costing tens of thousands of copper coins per bottle.

Although they were quite wealthy, they would still feel the pinch if they had to smear tens of thousands of copper coins all over their bodies every day.

"The hydrating essence costs 800 copper coins a bottle," Charlotte explained, thinking that if they bought a lot, she could give them a discount or something.

"800 copper coins!" Carly's voice suddenly rose.

"This is way too cheap!!"

"Less than a thousand copper coins?"

The ladies were all visibly shocked, staring at Charlotte in disbelief.

This is far from the price they expected!

Unbelievably cheap!

Charlotte was a little surprised by their behavior. After all, the patients he usually treated would often blush and beg him to give them something as collateral because they couldn't come up with a hundred copper coins.

The first reaction of these elegantly dressed ladies when they heard that the moisturizing essence was only 800 copper coins a bottle was, "How can it be so cheap!"

Charlotte didn't feel any sense of the coldness of the world; she just thought these older sisters were just too adorable!

"That's right, a bottle of moisturizing essence only costs 800 copper coins. One bottle a day, and it only costs 24000 copper coins a month. It will give you fair skin and a smooth, delicate feel. Looking ten years younger is not a dream!" Charlotte said with a smile.

His voice seemed to possess some kind of magic, instantly driving the noblewomen into a frenzy.

"I want thirty bottles, I'll try them for a month first."

"I need thirty bottles too. I have to apply them every day so I don't fall behind these girls."

"I'm a bit dark-skinned and want to get lighter, so I'll take thirty bottles."

The ladies placed orders one after another, each ordering thirty bottles at a time, leaving Charlotte somewhat stunned by their extravagance.

"Master, it seems we're running low on stock..." Kasha did a quick count and found that the twelve people had ordered 360 bottles. She could only look to Charlotte for help.

There were only two hundred bottles of moisturizing essence on the shelf. Charlotte had specially restocked the stock last night. He hadn't expected these wealthy ladies to have such crazy spending power.

These are all money-making machines; neglecting any of them would be a huge loss. Charlotte could only smile and say, "Sisters, because we didn't expect everyone's enthusiasm, we didn't have enough stock. In order for everyone to be able to use the moisturizing essence today, each person can only take 10 bottles of moisturizing essence."

If you still want to order 30 bottles, please leave your address, and I will deliver the remaining moisturizing essence to your home within three days to ensure you don't run out of stock. Of course, you can pay the remaining balance after you receive the moisturizing essence.

"This is nothing, I'll pay in full right now. I trust Dr. Charlotte's character." Carly took out three gold coins from her spatial ring and placed them on the counter.

"That's right, I'll pay first too, and doctor, please remember to bring it to me."

The ladies didn't question Charlotte's plan; after all, ten bottles would last ten days, and Charlotte would deliver them to their door, saving them the trouble of making another trip.

Moreover, inspired by Carly, they rushed to pay the full amount and then leave their addresses.

"Take care, and welcome back next time." Charlotte saw the group of wealthy women off at the door, beaming from ear to ear.

Carly deliberately lagged behind a few steps, waiting until her group of fake friends were a bit far away before turning back to Charlotte. She bit her lower lip and whispered, "Doctor, my husband's away on a trip these past two days, and there's no one else at home. If you're delivering the product yourself, could you please apply this serum for me...?"

Charlotte smiled earnestly and said, "Mrs. Carly, this isn't quite appropriate."

"I'll be waiting for you at home tomorrow afternoon," Carly winked at him, then turned and left.

Charlotte looked at her plump buttocks, which swayed alluringly beneath her tight-fitting long dress, and shook her head with a smile.

"Tsk tsk, that big ass is really something, it'll probably jiggle for a long time if you pat it, right?" Martha poked her head out and clicked her tongue in admiration, then looked at Charlotte and said, "Boss, are you really going tomorrow at noon? I don't think this woman is a good person."