I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

If I can't cure you, there are a hundred ways to dispose of your body in the diary. Charlotte calmly nodded: "I will try my best."

Charlotte cleaned her wounds while pondering how to treat them.

This was a completely new challenge in his medical career.

He's never encountered an animal that's been stabbed so badly before.

Those stabbed like this usually end up on the dinner table.

In the diary, someone stabbed like that was basically declared dead. They would leave behind a usable organ as payment for medical expenses, and the other party's attitude would determine whether to throw the body away or help find a place to bury it.

Judging from the other party's clothing and arrogant attitude, he should be able to find a doctor who knows healing magic to treat him. Therefore, his primary goal is to keep him from dying temporarily and to restore some mobility so that he can leave this place alive.

As for opening his wound, we can check for internal organ damage, ruptured blood vessels, and so on.

Charlotte thought he might not make it through.

The clinic's current medical facilities are too limited; otherwise, given his current state of severe bleeding, he should have received a blood transfusion first.

With the wound treated, Charlotte had a plan.

Let's assume he's incredibly lucky and his internal organs just happen to perfectly avoid the four swords.

So all he needed to do was stitch up the wound and stop the bleeding.

If his internal organs are damaged, then it's just bad luck. In any case, the clinic's current conditions make it completely impossible for them to perform complex surgery on him.

There's absolutely no way I'd be confident about using a fruit knife to cut someone.

After a few bottles of hemostatic medicine, the bleeding from the wound was effectively reduced.

Charlotte removed the surgical needle and began stitching the wound.

Judging from the wounds, the man was likely ambushed.

The fact that the opponent could unleash four sword strikes in a short period of time, piercing through soft armor and penetrating the body, demonstrates that their strength should not be underestimated.

After his wound was stitched up and he was given two bottles of stamina potion, the pale-faced Andrei regained some strength. Feeling the pain of the surgical needle piercing his skin and muscle, he cursed, "Damn it! He ambushed me! If I hadn't been careless and didn't dodge, I would have cleaved him in two with one sword!"

Charlotte didn't reply. A guy as arrogant as him wouldn't last more than a few days in the Abyss.

You can never predict what might happen. An old man sitting slumped on the street begging might suddenly pull out a knife and stab you through the heart from behind.

Seeing the man who was on the verge of death regain his speech thanks to Charlotte's emergency treatment, Vivian witnessed the magic of surgery once again.

With such severe injuries, she never expected Charlotte to be able to save him.

Seeing that Charlotte didn't respond, Andrei continued, "Hmph, they don't know who I am. Once I get back and report to the Viscount, I'll definitely come back again and have Carol help me find everything I lost!"

"Lord Viscount!"

Charlotte and Vivian were both taken aback when they heard those four words.

  

Charlotte immediately thought of the gossip Harry had mentioned that day: his childhood sweetheart and fiancée, Elizabeth, was to be married by her father to the second son of the Duke of Cromwell from the Lance Empire, who was said to be a viscount.

He didn't think it had anything to do with him, but if the man in front of him came from the Lance Empire and appeared in the Abyss at this time...

Charlotte glanced at Vivian, her gaze hardening.

Vivian's face was visibly pale, and her hands were trembling slightly as she held the medicine bottle.

Seemingly sensing Charlotte's gaze, Vivian also looked at him, her eyes filled with undisguised fear.

"This is really like encountering a ghost..." Charlotte's hand trembled, startling Andrei.

Charlotte also came to her senses and gestured for Vivian to step back a little so she could continue stitching.

"Your technique is quite unique. Although you didn't use magic, you did stop the bleeding. Where did you learn that?" Andrei asked Charlotte with some curiosity.

He assumed there would be a proper doctor here, given the clinic's name, but to his surprise, the doctor didn't know any magic.

Although he didn't know magic, the other party did manage to revive him.

"I learned this needlework from my mother; she used to sew clothes for people," Charlotte replied.

Andrei's facial muscles twitched; this answer was something he hadn't expected at all.

"Judging from your demeanor, you don't seem like someone from the Abyss," Charlotte asked proactively.

"You noticed?" Andrei was praised for his demeanor for the first time, and a hint of pride appeared on his face. "I work for Viscount Capas, the second son of Duke Cromwell, you know him, right? The First Duke of the Lance Empire."

"I've heard of Duke Cromwell, he's a very important man," Charlotte flattered. "Then what are you doing in such a chaotic place as the Abyss? This place is terrible."

"The Abyss is indeed a damn place! I had only heard about it before, but the reality is even worse than the rumors!" Andre spat, feeling even more heartbroken as he thought about the gold coins and potions that had been stolen from him.

"It's all because of that brat! I don't know how a mage like her got into the Abyss. You know, it's tens of thousands of kilometers away from the capital!" Andrei said angrily, adding, "And that Charlotte Clayton, who dared to steal my young master's woman, she won't live much longer either."

Charlotte: ? ? ?

What the hell did I do to deserve this?

Break the defense.

If he wasn't mistaken, that Capas was probably planning to kill Elizabeth as well because he was her ex-fiancé.

But he was jilted three years ago.

Moreover, he hasn't had much contact with Elizabeth over the years, and they haven't seen each other at all in the last three years.

Why did Capas want to kill him so badly?

Charlotte couldn't understand, so she was particularly angry.

Moreover, it seems that Vivian's enemy is none other than the powerful Duke Cromwell.

It seems that the two of them have suddenly found themselves on the same side.

Because they had a common enemy.

Anger did not cloud Charlotte's judgment. After carefully considering the potential trouble she might face if she killed the man in front of her here, Charlotte finally chose to give up.

"This little vixen is quite pretty." Andrei regained some of his composure, his gaze falling on Vivian as he brazenly looked her up and down, a lewd smile spreading across his face. "I haven't tasted this kitten yet. How about you sell your slave?"

Vivian took two steps back in fear and looked to Charlotte for help.

"This is my assistant, not a slave. I'm not selling her," Charlotte said calmly, her gaze fixed on the judge standing inside the counter.

If this guy dares to mess around, he'll have to take care of him right here at the clinic.

"Hehe, I'm not available today, I'll come find you next time." Andrei withdrew his gaze and laughed, "I've heard there are a lot of things to do in the Abyss, I'll definitely have a good time next time I come."

Charlotte didn't reply. After the stitches were finished, she took the opportunity of applying hemostatic medicine to add a little bit of a sleeping potion inside.

Then, thoughtfully, they wrapped Andrei's inconvenient clothes in cloth, making them bulge out.

"How much?" Although his wounds had not fully healed, Andrei felt much better and could at least walk on his own. He wanted to leave this hellish place that very night.

"Five bottles of hemostatic medicine, two bottles of stamina potion, plus wound suturing surgery, totaling 1200 copper coins," Charlotte said.

Andrei grabbed a handful of silver coins from his purse, placed them on the counter, picked up the clothes Charlotte had wrapped for him, and turned to walk towards the door.

Charlotte quickly glanced at the silver coins on the table; there were thirteen, plus one extra.

As he reached the door, Andrei glanced back at Vivian and chuckled wickedly, "Little thing, I'll come find you again next time!"

Charlotte's murderous intent surged; this guy was definitely no good, a dog used to bullying others.

However, killing a dog doesn't necessarily require doing it yourself.