I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

The busiest place right now is the potion workshop, which generates millions of copper coins a day, but they only have six people, meaning each person generates a million copper coins!

After starting work, Charlotte assigned Anakin a task: to go to Kalva in the afternoon, after his potion sales work was less busy, to contact and purchase a batch of golden sweet potatoes.

"Golden sweet potato? Dean, this material is not commonly used. I'm afraid no material shop can provide it in large quantities at once. If we get it piecemeal from different material shops, the price will be quite high. I suggest ordering directly from the supplier. Although the delivery time will be a bit slower, the price will be about one-third cheaper," Anakin suggested earnestly.

"Okay, then we'll do it your way and contact the supplier directly to place the order. But when you go to Calva today, bring me back 100 golden sweet potatoes for me to use in the meantime."

"OK."

Charlotte waved Anakin away, saying it was a waste of the young man's talents to be in charge of selling potions; he should at least be given the position of materials purchasing manager.

With Anakin joining the company, Charlotte is preparing to diversify her raw material procurement, no longer relying entirely on Harry.

Nowadays, the daily consumption of medicinal materials in the apothecary workshop is enormous. This volume of purchases allows them to negotiate directly with suppliers and obtain lower supply prices.

Charlotte previously lacked the connections, but now that Anakin has joined the company, he has access to the channels, making things much easier for him.

However, out of consideration for their past relationship, Charlotte would still give Harry some orders for potion materials that weren't needed in large quantities, letting him make a little money since he wasn't exactly greedy.

  

As a business grows, cost becomes a concern.

Some materials may seem to differ in price by only a few copper coins per unit, but once a certain quantity is reached, the price difference becomes quite significant.

Moreover, diversified material procurement channels can prevent others from easily figuring out the various drug formulas.

The pharmaceutical trading center is still in a period of rapid expansion. If it is easily imitated, it will be detrimental to establishing a dominant market position.

"President, this is the Abyss Medical Center." Lovell stood at a distance with Gibran, examining the Abyss Medical Center.

Both of them were dressed in fine clothes today, looking like wealthy businessmen.

"I never expected that in this dilapidated little abyss, there would be such a large and magnificent medical clinic. And judging by the number of patients, there are quite a few. In just a short while, at least a hundred more have come in, right?" Gibran said with some surprise. "Have you investigated the background of this clinic?"

"Didn't you say you were coming to check today?" Lovell retorted.

Kahlil Gibran frowned, somewhat displeased, but refrained from showing it.

The Pharmacists' Association is a very loosely organized association, formed by the owners of twelve relatively large pharmacy shops in Kalva. As the president, he doesn't have much real power; he's just a bit older and stronger.

"Then let's ask someone." Kahlil Gibran glanced around, looked at the breakfast shop next to the clinic, and walked over first.

Lovell quickly followed, and the two sat down inside the breakfast shop.

After each ordering a bowl of noodles, Gibran casually inquired of the owner, who was downstairs, "Boss, who's the owner of this Abyss Clinic? Why are there so many patients coming to him for treatment?"

"Is this your first time in the Abyss? You're not here for treatment at the Abyss Clinic, are you?" The owner glanced at the two of them and asked with a smile.

"no."

"Yes."

The two of them spoke at the same time, and the result was somewhat awkward.

"We came here because we heard that the Abyss Medical Clinic is famous for its medicines," Gibran said with a smile.

The owner said proudly, "The owner of the Abyss Medical Clinic is Dr. Charlotte. He's the most famous doctor in the Abyss, with superb medical skills and exceptional potions—high quality, low price, and excellent value. I heard that he recently partnered with the young lady of the Calva Merchant Guild to open a potion trading center in Calva, and business is booming. These past few days, countless patients like you have come from Calva specifically to buy his potions, which has really benefited my little shop."

"Charlotte!"

Upon hearing this, Gibran and Lovell exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

Neither of them expected that the Abyss Medical Clinic was actually run by Charlotte.

Charlotte is currently very famous in Calva; it's hard not to know him.

It's also their fault for only being jealous of the pharmacy's good business and not investigating it further. Only today, when they arrived at the Abyss, did they find out who the owner of the clinic was.

"You mean, all the potions in this Abyss Medical Clinic are personally concocted by Dr. Charlotte? Then he truly is a genius." Gibran smiled as he tried to get more information out of the owner.

"Dr. Charlotte sees so many critically ill patients every day, so naturally she doesn't have time to keep making potions. However, it's said that most of those potions were developed by him, but the production is done in the potion workshop in the east of the city," the boss said.

"The potion workshop? Where is it located?" Lovell asked immediately, somewhat nervously.

The shopkeeper glanced at the two men, a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Why are you concerned about this? Didn't you come to buy potions?"

Gibran quickly glared at Lovell under the table, then said with a forced smile, "My brother here is just curious and likes to ask questions. We're here to buy potions, of course. After breakfast, we'll go buy a few bottles of Sunset Red. I've heard it's very effective."

"If you're buying 'Sunset Red,' you really have good taste. A friend of mine used this medicine, and the effect was remarkable. He used about ten bottles and it cured all his problems with shortness, softness, and quickness. Now he's full of energy." The shopkeeper immediately became interested and strongly recommended it to them.

Looking at their boss's energetic appearance, the two realized that their friend might be no ordinary person.

After finishing their noodles, the two paid the bill and left, turning around to enter the Abyss Medical Clinic next door.

Upon entering, the two were stunned by the more than 500 patients waiting for treatment sitting in the lobby. They had never seen such a scene, even in Calva.

"President, his clinic is doing so well, yet he's coming to Calva to steal our business. That guy is dishonest," Lovell whispered.

"Too many people, too much noise," Gibran reminded him, and followed the guide toward the potion trading hall on the side.

The hall was also very spacious, with long queues in front of all three sales windows, and hundreds of customers buying medicine.

This scene made both Gibran and Lovell quite envious.

They only knew that Kalvar's potion trading center was booming, but they never expected that the potion trading hall of the Abyss Medical Hall would be just as popular. As fellow practitioners, they were truly envious.

Even when their pharmacy was at its busiest, they had never seen such a long queue to buy medicine.

The two looked around but didn't see Charlotte, so she must be seeing a patient.

One person enters a queue to wait in line. The queue is very long, but the efficiency is extremely high. It didn't take long for the two of them to get their turn.

Behind the potion sales booth were various potion prices and brief descriptions of their effects. Gibran glanced at them and confirmed that the potion prices here were the same as those in the potion trading hall of Calva, achieving price uniformity.

"What kind of potion do you need?" Saipan asked with a smile.

"Ten bottles of Sunset Red," Kahlil Gibran said.

"Okay, do you need any other medicine?" Saipan asked while packing the medicine.

"No need," Gibran shook his head.

"That's ten thousand copper coins in total." Saipan packed the potion, but didn't rush to hand it to Gibran.

After Gibran took out a gold coin and handed it over, he took the box containing the potion from Saipan's hand.

The two met again at the entrance after leaving the Abyss Medical Clinic.

Lovell looked at the bottle of Sunset Red in Gibran's hand and asked with some surprise, "You really bought ten bottles of Sunset Red?"

Kahlil Gibran coughed lightly: "Since it's an act, it has to be at least as convincing as possible."

Then he glanced at the potion in Lovell's hand, his expression slightly strange, and said, "Didn't you also buy ten bottles?"

Lovell coughed a few times as well. "I...I bought this for a friend of mine."

The two understood each other without saying a word, put away the medicine, and stopped talking about it.

"Let's go, let's go to the east and see where his potion workshop is located." Gibran walked towards the carriage.

"Wasn't the potion developed by Charlotte? What's so interesting about his clinic and potion workshop?" Lovell followed, asking in confusion.

Gibran said after getting into the carriage, "Charlotte is very famous now, and has a powerful background. If we take him down, we'll easily attract attention. However, his potions are produced in a potion workshop, which means he has other potion makers under his command, and they probably know the formulas too. Kidnapping one potion maker won't have that much of an impact."

Lovell's eyes lit up and he said, "That's a good idea. We're just kidnapping a pharmacist, without breaking ties with Charlotte. Once we get the potion formula, we'll leave Calva and open apothecaries in other cities. I don't think there will be any problems."

The two discussed their options along the way and had the driver head straight for the east of the city.

They asked for directions along the way. Charlotte's reputation in the Abyss was now extremely high, and everyone knew about the Abyss Medical Clinic and the Potion Workshop. Someone immediately gave them directions.

The houses along the roadside gradually thinned out, and ahead lay vast stretches of wasteland. Lovell couldn't help but wonder, "It's so desolate up ahead, is Charlotte's potion workshop really built here?"

Kahlil Gibran said, "There are two sizable factories ahead, but they don't look like potion workshops. Let's go take a look further ahead. The man earlier said that the potion workshop was built against the cliff face."

The carriage continued forward, traveling along a flat road, until it reached a rather peculiar square building.

As the carriage approached, a vertical plaque could be seen hanging on the door frame: Abyss Medical Clinic and Pharmacy.

"This is it." The two men's eyes lit up, and the coachman stopped the carriage.

"Shall we go in and investigate?" Lovell looked at Gibran. "If we see an apothecary, just arrest him."

"We can't act rashly. We need to proceed cautiously." Gibran shook his head. "The arrangements in Calva are not yet complete. Once we succeed, we must leave Calva immediately to prevent Charlotte and Jenny from retaliating. If we act now, there are still many assets that need to be dealt with."

Lovell nodded repeatedly upon hearing this: "The president is very thoughtful; there are indeed still quite a few things to sell."

"I'll go and see for myself." Gibran got off the carriage and walked towards the door of the apothecary workshop.

"I'll go too," Lovell said, not wanting to be left behind, and quickly followed.

The two arrived at the door, but it was closed.

Gibran reached out and tested it; there was a fourth-tier magical protective shield above it.

With his strength, he could easily break through, but doing so would inevitably alert the enemy.

"What if the door is closed?" Lovell whispered.

"Go around to the back and take a look. If we can't get in, we'll just wait here and see what's going on." Gibran walked towards the back of the workshop. After circling around, he found that the entire potion workshop was closed. Once the door was closed, it was impossible to get in from the outside.

The two stared at each other, somewhat annoyed, yet at a loss for what to do.

"Let's go, let's squat over there and see what happens when they get off work," Gibran said, pointing to a clump of bushes in front of the potion workshop.

"Where?" Lovell frowned. "Who knows when they get off work? It's only morning."

"They always need to eat lunch, and judging from this apothecary workshop, they probably don't provide meals," Gibran said.

Although Lovell was reluctant, she followed Gibran to squat in the bushes.

This scene was witnessed by Amos, who was sunbathing on the cliff top. The two men's behavior was too strange.

It wasn't that no one came to visit the potion workshop during this time, but they usually just walked around the perimeter and left. However, these two actually squatted down in the bushes outside the door and even used an illusion technique to make it difficult for anyone to notice them.

He doesn't look like a good person.

However, these two seemed to be quite powerful, both being legendary mages, so he was naturally no match for them.

"I must notify the boss immediately. These two bad guys are probably going to harm the potion workshop." Amos thought to himself. Instead of going down directly, he took a long detour, entered the abyss from the direction of the abyss entrance, and then ran all the way to the abyss clinic to call for help.

"Hello, if you need to see a doctor, please line up to register." Zoe stopped Amos at the door and said with a smile, "Also, you're too big to fit into the clinic."

Amos immediately stopped and bent down to look at Zoe, saying anxiously, "I am Amos. Please tell Dr. Charlotte that there is a problem at the apothecary workshop, a very urgent problem."

Seeing that Amos's tone and expression didn't seem to be joking, Zoe quickly replied, "Okay, I'll go and inform the Dean right away."

She jogged to Emergency Room Number One, where a surgery had just been completed, and the patient walked out after expressing his gratitude profusely.

Zoe quickly pushed open the door and went in, looking at Charlotte and saying, "Dean, there's an orc named Amos outside looking for you. He says there's a very urgent problem at the potion workshop."

"Amos? Something's wrong at the potion workshop?" Charlotte's face darkened, and she quickly walked outside. "Did he say what the problem was?"

"No, he's right outside the clinic." Zoe shook her head.

Charlotte arrived at the door, and sure enough, Amos was standing there anxiously.

"Amos, what's wrong with the apothecary workshop?" Charlotte asked.

Amos leaned down and lowered his voice, saying, "Boss, it hasn't happened yet, but I spotted two suspicious guys crouching in the bushes near the entrance of the potion workshop. I don't think they're good people."

"Oh?" Charlotte frowned, then jumped onto Amos's shoulder. "Come on, take me to see this."

"Okay," Amos replied, then stood up and strode away.

Amos continued walking along the cliff top, and after arriving above the potion workshop, he planted his roots into the cliff face. Pointing to the bushes in front of the potion workshop, he said, "They're crouching there, using an illusion, so they're not easy to see."

Charlotte looked in the direction he was pointing, activated the CT Eye, and sure enough, she saw two moving skeletons under the bushes.

Before the sharp eyes of a CT scan, all illusions are exposed, even bone age is revealed.

"There really are two old guys, sneaking around in front of the potion workshop. What are they planning to do?" Charlotte frowned. The two legendary mages were clearly not from the Abyss, otherwise he should have been able to recognize them.

If they were there to cause him trouble, they should have waited outside the clinic, but instead they were waiting outside the pharmacy, which means their target was the pharmacy.

Recently, the Abyss Medical Center's potions have been extremely popular in Kalva, it seems they've been targeted.

"Fellow travelers?" Charlotte's face showed a playful smile. Those who came directly for the potion were definitely not adventurers, but more likely people with vested interests.

However, they are quite bold, daring to come directly to the Abyss to raid his home base.

What puzzled him was that these two guys were clearly legendary mages, and the protective shield he left in the potion workshop was only a level four magic shield. Amos's strength was only at the fourth level, which was not enough to stop these two. Yet they chose to lie in wait in the bushes instead of attacking directly.

It seems their goal isn't to destroy the potion workshop, since doing so would thoroughly enrage him and Jenny, who have a stake in the business.

So their targets might be the pharmacists, namely Ino and Eunice.

These conservative pharmacists have extremely poor innovation capabilities and often spend their entire lives sticking to one or two types of medicines.

The booming business and wide variety of medicines at the medicine trading center must have been quite a shock to them.

With Jenny backed by the Calva Merchant Guild, they naturally wouldn't dare to fight against her head-on, so they set their sights on the Abyss Medical Center.

It's unclear whether these two acted on a whim or had accomplices.

Besides, they haven't made a move yet; they're just squatting at the door, so he can't just make a move directly.

Charlotte stared at them for a while, guessing that they probably didn't want to break ties with him, so they didn't directly attack the potion workshop.

They might make their move on Ino and his friends' commute, which would be a perfect opportunity to abduct them with minimal impact.

"Go and catch two pheasants and take them to Ino and the others. Tell them not to leave the potion workshop before they finish get off work today. I'll come pick them up tonight," Charlotte said to Amos.

"Okay." Amos nodded and left.

Charlotte stared at the two men for a few more moments, then turned and left, returning to the clinic.