I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Opening an abdominal cavity is not unusual for Charlotte, a professionally trained veterinarian. In addition to being a sterilization expert, he is also capable of performing most animal internal surgeries.

However, this is indeed the first time I've ever performed abdominal surgery on someone.

What's even more remarkable are the red organ markings, which are like game instructions, detailed and accurate.

Charlotte didn't feel insulted; on the contrary, she wanted to give the system a thumbs up for its user-friendly features.

This is like a thoughtful little helper for someone new to appendectomy.

Next, all he needs to do is find the appendix among this pile of intestines, remove it, and the surgery will be mostly successful.

Charlotte recalled the anatomical diagrams in her mind, carefully moved the small intestine aside, and then searched along the cecum. At the confluence of the three taenia coli, the top of the cecum was the appendix she was looking for.

Vivian stood on the other side of the operating table, watching Charlotte expressionlessly cut open Lucy's stomach, intently searching through a pile of horrific intestines. A wave of nausea washed over her, and a chill ran down her spine.

The boss's serious expression was terrifying!

This reminded her of some terrifying rumors about cannibals.

No wonder the medical association considers him a heretic; if this scene were to get out, it would probably scare children to tears.

Can Miss Lucy, abandoned by God, really be saved in this way?

Vivian felt a chill run down her spine and couldn't believe it.

This was a scene she had never encountered before in medical school, where teachers only taught them how to use healing magic to save people, while maintaining due respect for the patient's body.

But in the past two days, Charlotte has demonstrated how to save people without a magician through his surgery, with an astonishingly high success rate.

This unconsciously stirred a glimmer of hope within her.

In contrast to the tense atmosphere in the operating room, three blocks away on Tucker Street, the renowned Fran Medical Center in the Abyss was holding its morning meeting.

In the opulent conference room, Chief Physician Andrew sat before a large blackboard listing the key items for the morning meeting: 1. Analysis of the current state of the Abyss Medical Clinic industry; 2. How to retain patients long-term; 3. How to get patients to line up and pay us; 4. How to get patients to hand over all their money to us…

Andrei pointed to the fourth point and said, "Speaking of how to get patients to hand over all their money to us, I'd like to give you an example. It's Miss Ruth who came to our clinic yesterday. She's a very famous dancer on Amman Street, the top performer at the Meilan Club, and an absolute big spender with a very generous wallet."

Unfortunately, she was diagnosed as "a person forsaken by God" by three other medical clinics simultaneously. Furthermore, based on my diagnosis, the healing magic of a fourth-tier high-level mage was indeed completely ineffective against her condition, confirming that she truly was a person forsaken by God.

"A person forsaken by God is destined to die. Master Andrew, is there any way to save her life?" a doctor asked, puzzled.

The other medical staff in the conference room also looked at Andrew with curiosity.

As the chief physician of the Fran Medical Center and a fourth-tier high-level mage, Andrew's reputation and power were no less than those of the dean.

"Being diagnosed as a person abandoned by God by four clinics at the same time is obviously beyond saving. However, unlike the other clinics, after learning that Miss Ruth was a person abandoned by God, I did not rush to drive her away. Instead, I recommended that she purchase our clinic's special painkiller."

Although it couldn't cure her illness, it could greatly alleviate her pain, giving her time to say goodbye to her friends and the world. Then, she bought five bottles of the potent painkiller, contributing 30,000 copper coins to the clinic. Andrew's lips curled into a smug smile.

  

The meeting room erupted in applause.

All the medical staff were amazed by Master Andrew's ability to swindle.

How do you get a dying man to hand over 30,000 copper coins? Isn't this a perfect example?

"What a pity. If her condition hadn't been so severe, I could have emptied her pockets within a month," Andrew sighed, somewhat regretfully.

The other medical staff also had solemn expressions.

That's a considerable bonus gone.

"And it's such a pity about Miss Ruth, such a charming and beautiful dancer. We'll never see her captivating dance again. Even if God came, he couldn't save her." Andrew sighed again, with deep regret.

On this day, Ruth was mentioned at the morning meetings of the best medical clinics in the Abyss.

In a place like the Abyss, the circle of wealthy people who can afford to patronize the clinic is not large, and those abandoned by the gods are also not common. So, the presence of such a beautiful woman naturally attracts some discussion.

A person abandoned by the gods will naturally only face death; this is a consensus reached by several large medical clinics in the Abyss.

The man died before they could squeeze every last penny out of him; this was their greatest regret.

I just don't know who will benefit from this money.

……

Charlotte hadn't decided how much the surgery would cost, but there was good news: he had found his target among the pile of intestines—the appendix!

Charlotte's eyes lit up when she saw the bolded and highlighted "appendix".

The appendix was significantly swollen, with congestion of the serosal surface and visible inflammation.

When his hand touched the appendix, a line of red markings appeared:

[A diseased appendix: Acute simple appendicitis, the condition is worsening and tends to transform into acute cellulitis appendicitis. Please have surgery to remove it as soon as possible!]

With her belly already this far incised, Charlotte naturally knew she needed to have surgery to remove it as soon as possible.

Ruth's condition is a little better than his back then. He remembers that his medical record also said he had acute cellulitis appendicitis, which tormented him for a long time before and after the surgery.

Now that the root cause of the problem had been found, Charlotte no longer hesitated. She aimed carefully, made a swift cut, and removed a section of appendix about 10cm long, placing it on a plate beside her.

"Cut...cut it off?!"

Vivian stared in shock at the appendix in the dish. The appendix was congested and swollen, covered with blood and mucus. After staring at it for a while, she couldn't help but turn her head away and gag a few times.

But... these are her intestines!

Wasn't the boss saving Miss Ruth? How could he cut out her intestines?

This is a huge disrespect to the patient!

Charlotte paid no attention to Vivian's expression; he was focused on performing the surgery.

After removing the diseased appendix, the next steps include stopping the bleeding, ligating, cleaning, and suturing...

Although it was her first time, Charlotte's movements were methodical and steady, as if she had done it countless times before.

This is thanks to the tens of thousands of surgeries, large and small, that he has performed. In terms of surgical experience alone, many chief physicians may not have as much experience as him.

Although he mostly performs surgeries on cats and dogs...

Charlotte meticulously cleaned the appendix stump and re-sutured it. Sharp surgical needles moved swiftly through Charlotte's fingertips as she used a figure-eight suture technique to cover it along with the surrounding adipose tissue, leaving no room for error.

After clearing the blood and cleaning fluid from the abdominal cavity and confirming that no other organs had been damaged during the surgery, Charlotte glanced at Vivian.

At this point, it would be ideal for Vivian to perform a procedure on Ruth's appendix, as it would completely avoid a series of postoperative infection and discomfort risks.

However, this would increase Vivian's risk of exposure. If Ruth were to walk out of the clinic unharmed, it would be a huge provocation to the other clinics in the Abyss and would inevitably attract their attention.

A girl like Ruth who cares about her appearance would definitely go to a doctor to remove her scars. An expert could tell at a glance whether the wound had been treated with healing magic.

Charlotte withdrew her gaze and chose to use the recovery potion.

Close the abdomen layer by layer.

Surgery successful!