I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Charlotte was clearly not a qualified carpenter, but he had a strong physique, steady hands, a clever and clear mind, and a set of detailed blueprints.

Charlotte had originally planned to use woodworking tools, since she had already bought a whole set.

But later he discovered that the Judgment Sword was incredibly useful. The Judgment Sword, which could cut through iron like mud, could slice through wood as easily as cutting butter, cutting however he wanted.

Moreover, his control over the Judgment Sword was far superior to that of a saw. Under the Judgment Sword, each piece of wood was transformed into the shape he desired, with perfect dimensions, straight edges, and neatly stacked into several piles.

He completed all the preparation work in just half an hour.

The riveting structure used only requires the prepared materials to be installed in sequence.

Half an hour later, a spinning machine and an old-fashioned shuttle loom were put together.

Charlotte opted for Guy to forge components such as bearings and gears to enhance the machine's wear resistance and smoothness, enabling higher efficiency in mass production.

After checking the stability of each component's connection and confirming that everything was in order, Charlotte moved the two large items into the storage room next door before going downstairs back to her bedroom.

Today, he angrily beheaded fourteen vicious dogs and crippled fourteen wicked slaves on Margo Street, putting the Tru family on the fire. He was already looking forward to seeing how this incident would be handled.

Charlotte, in a good mood, went into the bathroom, took a cold shower, and planned to read a book for a while before going to bed early.

I had a wild night in Nancy's carriage last night. I don't know if she has left the abyss yet. If she has, wouldn't I be skipping out on the bill?

Charlotte emerged from the bathroom with a bath towel draped around her waist, paused, and looked warily towards the window, her expression slightly taken aback.

The window was half open, and Nancy, wearing a red leather mini-skirt, was half-leaning and half-sitting on the windowsill. Her long, straight legs were covered with black stockings, and a red ribbon was tightly tied around her fair and delicate thighs where her thighs met the skirt, digging a little into her flesh.

She wore a black leather jacket, her red silk bra revealing glimpses of her breasts, and held a small black leather whip in her hand. Her red lips were slightly pursed as she looked at him with a smile.

Today, she has lost some of her usual elegance and gained a touch of wildness.

However, the leather whip she was holding made Charlotte feel slightly uneasy.

"What brings you here?" Charlotte asked with a smile as she stepped forward.

  

"What, you're not happy to see me?" Nancy asked with a smile, gently teasing Charlotte's chest and abdominal muscles with her leather whip.

"What do you think?" Charlotte stepped forward, placed one hand on the window frame, and leaned down to gently blow a breath into her ear.

Her ears were delicate, pink, and visibly red.

A blush rose to Nancy's cheeks. The heat emanating from his bare upper body felt intense even through the air. She reached out and pressed her hand against his chest, then pushed him away forcefully.

Charlotte was caught off guard and took two steps back before collapsing onto the bed.

"Today, let's try something different." Nancy jumped down from the windowsill, playing with the leather whip in her hand as she walked towards him. The window slowly closed behind her, and an anti-seal spell was affixed to the window.

"How do we play?" Charlotte lay half-reclined on the bed, looking at Nancy's wicked smile with a hint of anticipation.

"Let's do what we didn't finish yesterday again." Nancy, now wearing handcuffs and leg irons on her left hand, casually tossed them to the four corners of the bed. Pointing a leather whip at Charlotte, she said, "Are you going to tie yourself up obediently, or do you want this examiner to do it for you?"

"Inspector Nancy, what mistake have I made?" Charlotte asked with a smile.

"Is being a heartbreaker a serious crime?" Nancy used her whip to lift Charlotte's face, her expression gradually becoming excited.

"I am guilty, please punish me as you see fit, Inspector," Charlotte said, raising her hands resignedly.

"Very well, then let me help you put on the handcuffs and accept my punishment." Nancy grabbed a handcuff and put it on Charlotte's wrist.

Just then, Charlotte suddenly grabbed her wrist, gently pulled her onto the bed, and pinned her down beneath him.

Click!Click!

A few crisp sounds.

When Nancy came to her senses, her hands and feet were already handcuffed and shackled, and she was chained to the bed in a spread-eagle position.

Nancy, who had been wearing a wicked smile, was stunned. The reversal was too fast. The inspector, who had been holding a whip and preparing to punish the criminal, was now handcuffed to the bed in a shameful manner, while the whip was in Charlotte's hands, who was standing by the bed watching her and laughing.

"Dear prosecutor, we can't be so gentle with criminals. So, let's try a different approach. Tell me, who is the traitor?" Charlotte asked with a smile.

A feeling of shame washed over Nancy! All she could think about was how to toy with Charlotte, but instead she found herself handcuffed to the bed, and in such a shameful way.

She's wearing a short skirt! Being tied up like this, isn't that like being...

"Stubborn to talk?" Charlotte raised her hand and lashed out with her whip.

Snapped!

The leather whip lashed Nancy's bare inner thigh, leaving an immediate pink mark that contrasted interestingly with the red ribbon binding her chubby thigh.

A sudden pain, mixed with feelings of shame, rushed into Nancy's mind.

She thought she would be angry, but the feeling of shame and the tingling sensation on her inner thighs surged into her mind, transforming into a unique taste and pleasure, as if opening up a new world for her.

Her tightly clenched lips parted slightly, and she finally couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Hmm~~

Charlotte, who had initially wondered if she had gone too far, couldn't help but smile as she looked at Nancy, whose body was slightly contorted, eyes were half-closed, and cheeks were slightly flushed.

It turns out that Mrs. Nancy's hidden side is that she's a masochist!

"Still not going to talk?" Charlotte lashed her buttocks with the whip again.

It jiggled with plumpness, its elasticity astonishing.

The tingling sensation on her buttocks made Nancy's breathing heavier, her hazy gaze already lost in the sensation, shame and pleasure intertwined, causing her to gradually lose herself.

Charlotte gradually became excited as well.

That night, they pulled off quite a few fancy tricks.

Whips, handcuffs, ropes, candles...

A sliver of light appeared outside the window, and Nancy, covered in red marks, finally fell into a deep sleep in Charlotte's arms.

Charlotte gently stroked Nancy's smooth back, lingering for a while before slowly getting up and fetching a basin of hot water to gently wipe her body.

He was careful with his touch, leaving only some pink marks without breaking the skin, so there's no issue of scarring.

However, he still took a bottle of moisturizing essence and carefully applied it all over her body, so that the marks on her body should disappear after she woke up.

After taking a bath and drinking two bottles of energizing potions, Charlotte, feeling refreshed, went out.

Lying on the bed, Nancy blushed slightly, and the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile.

In the kitchen, Ino was making breakfast early as usual. Today's breakfast was fish porridge. The fish bones had been removed in advance and processed in the same way as making fish balls, so it had no fishy taste and was loved by everyone.

Charlotte originally wanted to bring Nancy a bowl, but then she thought that Nancy had worked too hard last night and was probably sleeping soundly and didn't want to eat.

Just as she was hesitating, the last bowl of porridge in the pot was put into Martha's bowl, and she slurped it down into her stomach.

Now he no longer needs to worry about it.

"When I arrived, the patients and guests at the door were all talking about what happened on Margo Street yesterday. They were all saying that you did something amazing, Professor," Myron said with admiration.

"Yes, I heard people talking about it when I was jogging this morning. It seems like the whole Abyss knows about it overnight," Amiro nodded in agreement.

"Oh?" Charlotte was genuinely surprised to hear this. Yesterday's events could be big or small. In a place like the Abyss where news travels relatively slowly, as long as the Duru family kept things under control, it wouldn't be easy for the news to spread widely.

To reach the point where it's known to everyone on the streets, it's mostly because someone is pushing it along behind the scenes.

"Diana." A figure immediately popped into Charlotte's mind. Besides her, who else in the Abyss would dare to betray the Duru family?

Only the Harriman family has the power to spread this news throughout the Abyss, making it a matter of concern for everyone.

"Don't express any opinions on this matter. Just wait for the police station to handle it, so you don't say anything wrong and get used against you," Charlotte said to the others.

"You're not afraid of crippling those fourteen wicked slaves, but you're afraid they'll use it against you?" Vivian curled her lip, expressing her disbelief.

"I've done nothing wrong, so why should I be afraid of him?" Charlotte smiled and said no more.

Go downstairs and open for business.

Patients and customers who came to buy medicine raved about Charlotte as soon as they entered the door.

"Dr. Charlotte, I heard you single-handedly took down more than a dozen vicious dogs yesterday. That was incredibly impressive!"

"Dr. Charlotte, I heard you single-handedly slashed down the entire Margo Street yesterday. That was absolutely awesome!"

"Dr. Charlotte, I heard you single-handedly chopped down a patrol yesterday for a woman. Aren't you going to run away?"

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"Wait, wait, don't spread rumors! The dog was killed with a sword, not by slashing. Watch your words. Also, I didn't attack the patrol team; it was self-defense." Charlotte sighed. Sure enough, any news that spreads too far will be distorted.

Charlotte's words drew laughter from everyone. Although the version of the story might be slightly off, everyone knew that Charlotte had gone to seek justice for a patient yesterday.

Orphans and widows, destitute and helpless, were bullied and humiliated by the bully of Margo Street. It was Charlotte who stood up for justice, killing the vicious dog, abolishing the evil slave, and sending the bully Anselm to the police station jail.

Look, this is something that should have been done by a wandering knight, but it was done by Charlotte, the doctor.

The news that Charlotte was a high-ranking knight spread like wildfire.

A highly skilled doctor and a powerful high-ranking knight—these two identities surprisingly overlap.

It's worth noting that before he was expelled from Kalvar, he was a high-ranking mage!

An absolutely genius!

The people at the bottom of the Abyss have been used to being oppressed. Even after the city was built and twenty-three laws were promulgated, the residents at the bottom only felt that the Abyss had become a little safer.

No one dared to defy the will of the powerful, nor were they able to resist the oppression from the powerful and tyrannical.

Yesterday, Charlotte, in the name of Edith and her son, sent Anselm and his wicked slaves to the jail.

What is Anselm's identity?

The Tru family's in-laws! Alvin's father-in-law!

The victims on Margo Street all went to the police station to file complaints.

Everyone in the Abyss was watching this incident closely, wanting to know if the crime committed by the in-laws of the City Lord's Mansion could be prosecuted under the Twenty-Three Laws.

The man who caused all of this was the handsome and gentle doctor standing in front of me.

It's hard to imagine that such a pair of hands, which used to hold a scalpel, could have severed the heads of twelve dogs yesterday and then severed the tendons of twelve evil slaves.

"Alright, stop crowding around. Those who need medical attention should go see a doctor, and those who need medication should get their medication." Charlotte waved her hand and selected a seriously injured person to go into the operating room.

Lina is still with Vivian today, and she has now taken on about half of the surgeries, greatly reducing Vivian's burden.

On Charlotte's side, Amiro will begin performing simple debridement and suturing procedures today, with Myron as his assistant.

Years of cutting bamboo and weaving cages have honed Amiro's knife skills and given him a pair of nimble and steady hands. His dynamic talent is not much worse than Lina's. After working in the operating room for a few days and performing hundreds of sutures on mice, he was able to take the lead in surgery with decent results and was quite meticulous.

Of course, Lina is, after all, a young butcher who can kill a sheep in three minutes; her big heart is something that Varmilo can't compare to at present.

Myron's sewing skills have also improved quite a bit. After all, he is an elf. His clumsiness is relative to Lina and Amir. By showing off his skills in front of Anna, he has gained a constant stream of guinea pigs to test his skills.

In the past few days, the number of mice that died at his hands has approached three digits, and he has actually developed a feel for cutting and stitching them up.

Given that the mortality rate of the mice was still not low, Charlotte was not in a hurry to let Myron work on patients, but instead had him continue to practice on mice.

He's supposed to stay at the Abyss Medical Center for three years, not three months. So, whether he performs the surgery a month earlier or a month later won't make much of a difference.

And the fact that elves have a lifespan starting at eight hundred years is the source of his unhurried confidence.

Myron had no objection to Charlotte's arrangements. These past few days, apart from eating and exercising, he spent the rest of his time in the laboratory. In the evenings, when Ino practiced alchemy, he would also stay in the laboratory for a few more hours.

Perhaps yesterday's events have increased the reputation of Abyss Medical Clinic, leading to a 20% increase in the number of patients seeking treatment and purchasing medicine.

The most outrageous thing was that an old man with a broken leg came into the operating room and grabbed Charlotte, calling her "the upright and just doctor," and then started crying and telling his grievances, begging Charlotte to help him.

This was Charlotte's biggest worry after hearing about his fame that morning, and sure enough, her fears came true.

Charlotte gave a wink, signaling Amir and Myron to lift the old man onto the operating table. She comforted him, saying, "Sir, please don't get agitated. Let me take a look at your leg first. Seeking justice isn't really my specialty. After I've healed your leg, you can go out and turn left to the police station to file a complaint. That's the proper way."

"I've been to the police station three times. The one who killed my son and forcibly took my daughter-in-law was a member of the Duru family. Someone was specifically watching the entrance of the police station, and whenever they saw me, they would beat me up so badly that they broke my old legs." The old man was in tears, his cries filled with sorrow.

"There are quite a few pests in the Duru family." Charlotte frowned, sensing the old man's despair and helplessness.

The old man grabbed Charlotte's hand and cried, "Doctor, everyone says you stand up for the common people. I'm so desperate that I've come to you for help. Please save my poor daughter-in-law! She was such a good woman. She was violated by that beast, and now I don't even know where she's locked up."

"Myron, bring me paper and pen," Charlotte said.

Myron quickly took out paper and pen from the cabinet.

Charlotte said to the old man, "Please tell me your name, address, and the names of your son and daughter-in-law. Also, tell me the names and surnames of the Duru family members who killed your son and forcibly took your daughter-in-law, and when they committed the crime. If the facts are true, I will pass them on to you, and someone will take care of it."

"My name is Job, and I live in Lane 9 of Towa Street. This happened about two weeks ago..." the old man began to recount.

Myron took notes with a pen and paper.

Charlotte looked at Job with a serious expression and said, "I already know what happened. Don't go to the police station or go home for the next few days. Find another place to stay temporarily to avoid being beaten again. Come to the clinic in three days to ask me about the progress."

"Yes, I believe you," Job nodded.

Charlotte helped him set his leg, and knowing his predicament, she only charged him one hundred copper coins for medical treatment.

"Teacher, are you planning to become a doctor who punishes evil and promotes good in the future?" Amilo looked at Charlotte with eyes full of admiration.

"You're amazing!" Myron said with admiration.

"Doctors should heal the sick and save lives. It's a tragedy to have a doctor punishing evil and promoting good." Charlotte shook her head, glanced at the paper beside her, and said, "I'll submit this information for him, at least to ensure that the right people see it. But hopefully, the submission channels will be cleared up after Anselm's matter is settled."

Amir and Mellen both turned serious, seemingly lost in thought.

After finishing her morning rounds of patients, Charlotte went upstairs immediately. She gently opened the door to her room, but Nancy was no longer on the neatly made bed.

On the small table beside the bed was a blue purse embroidered with gold thread, and underneath it was a letter with Nancy's seal.

Charlotte set the purse aside and opened the envelope.

"Dear Charlotte:

Please forgive my abrupt departure; there are some urgent matters at the castle that I need to return to handle.

I was very satisfied last night and the night before; this is your reward.

Because I couldn't confirm whether I was pregnant with your child, I only gave you half.

If you miss me, come to the Rohe Islands to find me. Perhaps then you can take your other half of the reward, or own a castle.

Nancy

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