I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

"Okay, I'll do my best." Miranda nodded.

Although she still didn't understand how Charlotte was going to do it, she felt some pressure when she learned that it would determine whether the old lady could regain her sight and that more patients suffering from this condition would benefit from it.

"Don't be too nervous, we have plenty of opportunities to try and fail," Charlotte reassured her, and began to ignite the fire to refine the product.

Various ingredients were thrown into the pot one by one, and soon it turned into a pot of murky liquid, emitting a strange smell.

Miranda stood to the side, frowning. She couldn't imagine what would happen if such a murky liquid were put into the old woman's eyes. Would it really restore the old woman's sight?

Charlotte remained calm, as the manufacturing process provided by the system was definitely not a problem, and there was no need to worry too much.

Just like brewing a potion, after adding various materials, the liquid will become cloudy, but it is not the final form until the last potion is added and a certain amount of time has elapsed.

Different materials may be mutually reinforcing or mutually destructive, and the state of the solution may change at any time.

Just as he put the powdered bread starfish, the last ingredient, into the furnace, the originally black solution visibly became clear, all the impurities were dissolved, and it began to thicken.

"Now's the time." Charlotte checked the time and looked at Miranda, saying, "Miranda, let's begin."

Miranda formed a hand seal, pointed at the viscous, transparent solution in the pot, and silently chanted a spell.

A solution the size of a mung bean floated up, began to change shape in mid-air, and soon landed lightly on the clean table, just like the bone powder mold on the table.

The circular optical section has C-shaped support loops around its perimeter, and its completely transparent design makes it appear very thin and light.

Charlotte gently picked up the artificial lens with tweezers, turned on the surgical microscope, and carefully examined the artificial lens to confirm its various dimensions.

"It's a little too thick, and there are a few air bubbles in the middle. The edges of the support loops are too sharp and need to be adjusted..." Charlotte commented seriously.

"Okay." Miranda nodded, then made a hand seal and raised a solution from the furnace.

This process was repeated continuously, with Charlotte examining each piece one by one, then raising questions and offering suggestions.

Miranda patiently started over, extracting the solution from the furnace and then shaping it into an artificial lens.

Finally, after 108 failed attempts, Charlotte looked at the clear artificial lens in the tweezers and smiled with satisfaction: "It's done! This is it!"

Upon hearing this, Miranda's weariness vanished instantly, and she looked at Charlotte, saying, "Dean, shall I make a few more slices according to the standard of this one?"

Charlotte nodded: "Yes, if your magic and stamina can handle it, make all the rest of the furnace into artificial lenses. These could be the key to restoring sight to cataract patients!"

  

Although it failed 108 times, each time the amount used was only the size of a mung bean, so about half of the solution remained in the alchemy furnace.

In fact, according to the standard of usability, version 98 is already usable.

Miranda's control was too strong; she was indeed a remarkable woman who could command a group of wild beasts to sweep the streets. Therefore, she was able to continue refining the artificial lens according to Charlotte's needs, ultimately obtaining this near-perfect artificial lens.

"No problem, as long as there's a standard reference point, it'll be easy," Miranda said confidently, taking the approved artificial lens from Charlotte's hand, closing her eyes, and letting a gush of water envelop them.

A minute later, Miranda opened her eyes and looked at the alchemy furnace next to her.

She raised her hands slightly, and the remaining solution in the furnace flew upwards, then transformed into more than a hundred water droplets of roughly the same size, all changing shape at the same time.

Charlotte watched this scene with undisguised admiration in her eyes.

All the lenses fell into the box Charlotte had prepared, which had many small compartments and was filled with water to reduce wear and tear on the lenses.

Charlotte then selected five pieces to verify, and each one was perfect.

Sure enough, just as Miranda said, everything becomes simple once you have a standard reference point.

This is her pride and confidence as a high-level water mage.

"Very good, very well done." Charlotte couldn't help but applaud, looking at Miranda and saying, "There are 132 pieces here in total, which can restore the sight of 66 cataract patients. You deserve half the credit for this."

Miranda, somewhat embarrassed, replied, "I only did a small thing as you asked."

"No, this is the most difficult step in the entire production process," Charlotte said with a smile and a shake of her head.

That's the truth. According to the process, he needs to customize an extremely precise mold, pour the solution into the mold, and obtain an artificial lens after cooling.

Charlotte figured she'd need to find a technician to make this mold, given its quality.

Anyway, with Guy's skills, he definitely couldn't have made it.

In that case, it's impossible to know how much time it will take.

Moreover, even after the mold is made, there are still many uncertainties in the molding process, and it is necessary to make constant adjustments in order to finally obtain a qualified artificial lens.

Charlotte, thanks to Miranda's exceptional water control and spatial imagination, successfully manipulated an artificial lens using water manipulation techniques, entirely through Miranda's individual abilities.

It simplifies the most complex processes.

This is a magical world; only by making good use of magicians can productivity be maximized.

Charlotte looked at her and said, "From now on, you will be in charge of the production of artificial lenses. For every artificial lens produced, I will give you a commission of 5 copper coins."

"This... isn't this a bit too much?" Miranda was a little embarrassed. If she was just making these little things, she could make hundreds at a time, which would earn her thousands of copper coins. This money was too easy to make.

"It's not much. You deserve this money. Someone else might not be able to earn this much." Charlotte smiled and shook her head. The material cost was about 5 copper coins. Including labor costs, the cost of this artificial lens was about 10 copper coins.

Charlotte planned to charge 2000 copper coins for each cataract surgery performed on a patient.

Even if the price were higher, patients who want to regain their sight would pay, but he felt it was unnecessary.

Cataracts are more common in the elderly, but can also affect some children and young adults.

Charging 2000 copper coins has already earned a considerable amount; offering some discounts will encourage more people to visit the clinic and restore their eyesight.

"Let's go get something to eat, then go to the clinic." Charlotte put away the box containing the artificial lens, opened the door, and went out.

I've been busy since noon, and it's already past 3 PM. No one's home; they've probably all gone to work.

Charlotte went upstairs and cooked two bowls of egg noodles. The two ate a simple meal and then went out to the clinic.

With an artificial lens, surgery is no longer a difficult task for Charlotte, especially since she can have Vivian assisting her, making it even simpler.

When the two arrived at the clinic, they saw a rather luxurious black gilded carriage parked in front of it. Decathlon was standing in front of the carriage, and Helen was standing beside him.

"Oh? Isn't this Mr. Decathlon? What are you doing standing here?" Charlotte stepped forward and smiled.

"Dr. Charlotte, you've arrived." Decathlon smiled and said, "We've accompanied my grandfather here today for medical treatment. You previously said you could cure his eye ailment; is that truly the case?"

"It had better be true. We came all the way from Kalva to this little place." Helen snorted. The environment in the abyss was far more severe than she had imagined.

Charlotte ignored the rude girl; after all, she had already made her kneel and apologize last time, and it wasn't worth holding a grudge against a young girl. Instead, she looked at the carriageway and asked, "Has Mr. Aldridge arrived?"

The carriage door opened, and Aldrich stepped out. His cloudy eyes looked in Charlotte's direction, and he smiled, "You've arrived. I was held up by some matters the past few days, and only today did I have time to visit Dr. Charlotte. Please forgive me."

Charlotte smiled slightly, quite nonchalantly, and said, "It's better to be lucky than early. My clinic just opened today. If you had come a few days ago, I wouldn't have been here. Come on, let's go inside and have a seat. The clinic is quite spacious now, there are plenty of places for you to sit, no need to stand and wait at the door."

"Alright, let's go inside and talk slowly." Aldridge nodded, and with Decathlon's help, he got off the carriage. The group followed Charlotte into the clinic.

Helen looked around. From the outside, she thought the clinic was quite spacious, comparable to the large clinics in Calva. After entering, there was a large waiting room with hundreds of chairs. There were dozens of patients sitting in the front row waiting to be seen. Next to it was a trading hall selling medicines. It was really very big.

The layout was completely different from that of a typical clinic; it was quite peculiar. She had never seen such a large waiting room in any other clinic, nor had she ever seen a clinic with hundreds of people queuing up for treatment.

Cleanliness and spaciousness are the overall impressions of this clinic, comparable to some of the larger clinics in Calva.

And this medical clinic, which stands out from the rest of the journey into the abyss, is truly magnificent.

"Dr. Charlotte, you've arrived." The old lady's son from that morning helped his mother up, looking at him with anticipation.

Decathlon and Helen both noticed the old lady with cloudy, yellow eyes, and their faces showed a hint of surprise. The old lady's eye disease seemed to be the same as her grandfather's. Could it be that she had also come to see Charlotte for treatment?

Aldridge squinted, and although he couldn't see clearly, he knew that the old lady had an eye problem, and that it was more serious than his, which was why she needed her son's support.

"You've arrived. Perfect timing. I'm here to treat your mother's eyes." Charlotte nodded to the two of them, then looked at Decathlon and the others and said, "Excuse me, I have a patient here who urgently needs treatment. In fact, this patient's symptoms are the same as Mr. Aldrich's, but her condition is much more serious; she can't see anything at all."

Upon hearing this, the old woman's son looked at Aldrich, his eyes lit up, and he nodded, saying, "Yes, it's the same symptoms. My mother initially had the same symptoms as this old man, but later her eyes became increasingly cloudy, and she couldn't see anything anymore."

Aldridge's expression immediately became somewhat unnatural, and his hands inexplicably trembled.

Decathlon looked at Charlotte with some urgency and asked, "Then... can you treat this old lady's eyes?"

Helen looked at Charlotte with a mixture of disbelief and anticipation in her eyes.

"If I couldn't, why would I make them come here to wait for me?" Charlotte asked with a smile.

Decathlon gave an awkward smile and nodded, saying, "That's good, that's good."

Upon hearing this, Aldridge smiled slightly.

Although they were of similar age, his grandson, who appeared quite composed in public, was still somewhat inferior to Charlotte.

"Dean, these three..." Zoe stepped forward and asked Charlotte for instructions. Their clothes and demeanor were extraordinary, clearly indicating that they were not from the Abyss. They also seemed to be old acquaintances of Charlotte. If they were friends, she should lead them to the reception room to sit and wait.

"Oh, Zoe, you arrange for them to wait in the waiting room. This old gentleman is here for an eye problem. I'll operate on this old lady first, and then I'll see them. As for the other patients, you can arrange for them to go to other operating rooms as usual," Charlotte said.

"Okay." Zoe nodded and looked at the three of them, saying, "This way, please."

"I am very curious about Dr. Charlotte's method of treating eye diseases. Would it be possible to observe?" Decathlon asked.

"Me too," Helen added.

"I'm sorry, but when doctors are performing surgery, no unauthorized personnel, including the patient's family members, are allowed in the operating room," Zoe said, shaking her head.

Decathlon looked toward the operating room and, sure enough, the old lady's son helped her to the door of the operating room, but was stopped outside. The beautiful elf then helped the old lady into the operating room.

"Sit down. In a clinic, you have to follow the doctor's rules," Aldrich said calmly as he sat down.

Decathlon and Helen had no choice but to give up.

"Do you think Charlotte can really cure that old lady's eyes?" Helen whispered.

"If he couldn't cure her, why would he bring the old lady into the operating room? She arrived before us, and we didn't inform him in advance that we were coming. It was all by chance. Could he have arranged a show for us beforehand?" Decathlon retorted.

Helen didn't refute him; he was right. Anyway, the person was already in the operating room, and they would see the results soon.

"Grandfather, what do you think if he brings up that condition again later..." Decathlon said, looking at Aldridge.

"Let's wait until he brings it up," Aldridge said calmly.

Decathlon nodded, saying nothing more.

Inside the operating room.

With Miranda's help, the old woman lay down on the operating table, staring blankly upwards. She asked with some worry, "Doctor, can you really cure my eyes?"

"Yes, I'm about 80% sure now," Charlotte said with a smile and began preparing the various instruments needed for the surgery.

"Then...then your medical expenses must be quite high, right?" the old lady said with some worry. "My son runs a small business, but he doesn't have much money. He also has two children to support. He's spent a lot of money on my eyes these past two years, and he's argued with his wife a lot about it. If the medical expenses are too high, then I won't get treatment. I'm just an old woman; if I go blind, so be it. I can't do anything much anyway."

Miranda, who was getting the anesthetic, looked at Charlotte with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. How much money did he plan to charge for curing the patient's eyes?

Charlotte smiled and said, "Don't worry, my medical fees are famously cheap. If I can cure your eyes, the surgery fee will be 2000 copper coins, 1000 per eye. Do you think that's a reasonable price? Including the cost of the medicine, it will be 3000 copper coins in total. If I can't cure you, I won't charge you."

"Only 3000 copper coins?" The old lady was stunned upon hearing this and asked in disbelief.

"That's right, only 3000 copper coins." Charlotte nodded with a smile. This surgery requires anesthesia, otherwise it would be even cheaper.

"That's perfect, the price is just right!" The old lady nodded repeatedly, her face beaming with excitement.

In the past two years, she has visited many clinics with her son. The doctors there would charge tens of thousands of copper coins, and she has spent more than 100,000 copper coins in total, but her eyes have not improved at all, and no doctor dares to guarantee that they can cure her eyes.

I never expected this doctor to be so kind. He only charges 3000 copper coins, and if he doesn't cure me, I don't have to pay anything.

Charlotte smiled and said, "Then lie down on the operating table, open your mouth a little, and I'll have my assistant give you the anesthetic. Then you'll take a nap, and when you wake up, you'll be able to see again."

The old lady opened her mouth as instructed, and Miranda opened the anesthetic and guided the medicine into her mouth.

"Miranda, go and call Vivian over. I need her to help me," Charlotte said.

"Okay." Miranda nodded and quickly went out.

A moment later, Miranda led Vivian inside.

"What's going on? You still need me to help you?" Vivian asked as she entered the room, casting a cleansing spell on herself.

"I need to perform cataract surgery on this old lady. I'll cut open her eyeball and replace the cloudy lens inside with an artificial lens I just made. I need you to use a healing technique to heal her wound after the surgery," Charlotte said, looking at her.

"Cut open the eyeball?!" Vivian exclaimed in shock, taking two quick steps to look at the old woman who had fallen into a coma. Her eyes were yellow and cloudy. "Boss, this is outrageous! This is a very common eye condition in the elderly, and it's incurable. If cutting open the eyeball causes problems, it could really ruin things."

"Which of the surgeries I performed do you think wasn't outrageous in their eyes?" Charlotte asked, picking up the scalpel and looking at her.

"Um..." Vivian thought about it seriously. Apart from stitching up the wound, the other surgeries were indeed quite outrageous.

"It's starting, get ready." Charlotte pried open the old woman's eyelids to fully expose her eyeballs, picked up a scalpel, and said, "Miranda, in a moment I'll make a large incision at the limbus of her cornea. You'll freeze her cloudy lens and then pull it out of her eyeball."