I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

The pig-headed orc, with an arrow still stuck in his buttocks, looked up with tears in his eyes and wailed, "Doctor! I need a doctor! My buttocks are pierced through..."

"I've been shot with an arrow! I need a doctor!"

"It hurts so much! I'm going to die..."

The other orcs who were hit by arrows also indicated that they needed medical attention, in response to the two-headed hound orc's words.

For a moment, the atmosphere at the clinic entrance became somewhat strange.

"Are these guys really that cowardly?" Charlotte had already put the judgment aside and said with a sneer.

He had originally hoped to see a good show of the Fox Guard versus the Black Demon Guard. As two of the most renowned guard teams in the Abyss, their battle would surely be spectacular.

Before the Black Guard could even make a move, he immediately backed down. And with his shameless attitude, did he really want him to heal his injuries?

Buddy watched the orcs with a cold eye, completely bewildered by these guys.

He recognized the two-headed hound-orc; it was Carol's lackey, a small captain of the Black Magic Guard, who had more than a dozen Black Magic Guards under his command. It possessed fourth-tier strength and was not to be underestimated.

The Black Guardians are known for their madness, rampaging through the abyss with an extremely arrogant demeanor.

Tonight, he plans to escalate the conflict, incite a fight between the two sides, and take advantage of his numerical superiority to teach them a lesson.

But to their surprise, they didn't fall for it and refused to admit that they came to cause trouble, but rather to seek medical treatment.

He was hit by dozens of arrows, but he didn't dare to utter a single curse.

This, on the contrary, made it difficult for him to retaliate for the time being.

"This clinic is not open at night. You'd better find another clinic!" Buddy said coldly.

"Our brother's injuries are quite severe; he might have died anywhere else. We must heal him here today." The two-headed hound's attitude hardened. "This is our Black Guard's brother, Lord Carol's subordinate. If he dies here, you won't be able to explain yourselves!"

"Ah... I'm going to die! I'm bleeding so much, so much blood!" The pig-headed orc began to wail on the ground, his cries accompanied by gushing blood from his wounds, making for a rather convincing performance.

With their shamelessness, the two-headed dog-like beastmen have temporarily seized the moral high ground.

He sheathed the stone axe behind his back, then pounded on the clinic door, shouting, "Doctor! Come out and help! We have a seriously wounded person here!"

I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the mission today. I need to inspect the goods first, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to Lord Carol when I get back.

Next time we need to change our strategy. We can't have so many people coming in a big show. We need to send an agile assassin who comes quietly and leaves quietly, taking only one head with him.

Buddy's eyes flickered with uncertainty. These guys weren't taking the bait, which made it difficult for him to retaliate for the time being.

Although Bakar Street is Harriman's territory, they couldn't directly take action because the other party insisted that he was there for medical treatment.

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He was starting to regret it; he should have waited until the dog-headed man smashed the door before making his move, then they wouldn't have had any excuse.

The two sides remained locked in a stalemate, the streets were quiet, and the clinic was quiet as well.

"That doctor's a coward." The two-headed hound-man spat, giving himself a way out, and prepared to tell his brothers to leave.

creak!

Just then, the clinic door suddenly opened outwards.

Charlotte stood in the doorway, a smile on her face, and asked, "Does someone need first aid?"

Buddy glanced at Charlotte with some surprise. He had thought Charlotte would pretend to be dead and not hear him. After all, he was just an ordinary human, and it was normal for him to be afraid when facing a group of hostile orcs.

I never expected him to dare open the door and come out, and with such a calm and composed expression, he was even... smiling?

The two-headed hound-man also fixed his gaze on Charlotte, this frail human, their target for the night. He could bite through that slender neck in one bite. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Yes, my brothers need first aid."

Charlotte glanced at the pig-headed orc on the ground, then at the orcs outside who were all more or less injured, and ordered, "Bring them in. It's too dark outside, we can't see anything."

[Ding! Emergency mission from the Black Guards: Treat the external injuries of ten Black Guards! Mission reward: 300 copper coins! Accept: Yes! No!] Charlotte turned around and decisively accepted the mission.

Why did he open the door? Only a fool wouldn't make money!

These guys showed up at his door and acted all high and mighty. It's not unreasonable for them to ask for some medical expenses as compensation, is it?

What's more, there are system rewards too. 300 copper coins are credited to my account, which is great. I can also earn 100 Famous Doctor Points. It's a win-win situation.

Most importantly, there are now fox guards guarding the door, so there's no need to worry about these black demon guards suddenly attacking and hurting people.

If he doesn't do this business, he'll have insomnia tonight.

The first one carried in was the pig-headed orc, who had been hit by three arrows: one in his upper arm, one in his thigh, and one in his buttocks.

The arrows were extremely powerful. Even with the thick skin of the pig-headed orc, the two arrows that pierced through his thigh and upper arm were still visible. Fortunately, they did not damage the bone and were not difficult to treat.

The most troublesome one was the arrow in his buttocks. His buttocks were thick, and the arrow penetrated 20cm into them without piercing through, leaving half of the shaft sticking out.

If it's a rounded arrowhead, it's easier to pull it out directly.

The fatal flaw is that the Fox Guard's arrows are specially made, with sharp tips and abruptly tapering at the rear, forming a cross-section between the arrow and the shaft. If forcibly pulled out, it can easily cause secondary injury.

None of the other orcs were seriously injured, so it wasn't an emergency.

Buddy followed her in, partly to prevent the two-headed hound beastman from attacking Charlotte, and partly out of curiosity about how Charlotte healed and saved people.

A magician whose magical abilities have been stripped away uses a so-called "surgery" to save people, and is so highly regarded by the young lady that he must be carefully examined. This is also one of the tasks the young lady has given him.

See if he is worth nurturing.

"Doctor, this is my best brother. If you can't save him, don't blame me for being impolite." The two-headed hound beastman stared at Charlotte with both eyes, giving her a fierce warning.

"Then why the hell did you use me as a shield!" The pig-headed orc looked at his leader with tears in his eyes, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Surgery carries risks, so proceed with caution." Charlotte glanced at him and calmly said, "I can't guarantee the surgery will be successful. If you can't accept it, then take it away."

The two-headed hound-man stared at him for a moment, then took two steps back.

"Your condition is quite serious. You need surgery immediately, or you'll bleed to death very soon," Charlotte said to the pig-headed beastman.

In just a short while, the operating table was stained red with pig's blood, resembling a scene of pig slaughter.

The pig-headed orc weakly raised his head, looking at Charlotte with pleading eyes: "Doctor, save me..."

Buddy glanced at the arrows on the pig-headed orc's rear end. He had fired all three arrows, aiming at the two-headed dog-orc, but the pig-headed orc had blocked them all.

Such injuries can indeed be fatal if not treated promptly.

The most troublesome thing is the arrow in its rear end; even with a healing mage present, it's not easy to remove it without injury.

So how does Charlotte plan to save this pig-headed orc?

The orcs also stared at Charlotte, their eyes gleaming with ferocity.

If the orc dies on the operating table, they can take the opportunity to cause trouble. If they accidentally cut off his head, Buddy won't be able to say anything.

They simply did not believe that this human, who had no magic, could heal the pig-headed orc.

If being a doctor were that easy, would there only be five clinics in the Abyss?

Those doctors who know some healing magic are all incredibly wealthy and live a much more comfortable life than anyone else.

Charlotte had no time to care what others thought; he had already retrieved the surgical instruments and began treating the pig-headed orc's arrow wounds on his arms and thighs.

Use a knife to cut off the fletching of the arrow, then pull the arrow out from the direction of the arrowhead.

Judging from the bleeding, this pig's head was lucky; no arteries were damaged.

The wounds were cleaned with a cleaning agent, and a hemostatic agent was used to stop the bleeding. Then, simple sutures were performed, and both wounds were quickly treated.

Charlotte's smooth and effortless maneuver surprised the onlookers.

Their method of directly stitching the wound with needle and thread to successfully stop the bleeding was truly impressive.

"Is this the surgery?" Buddy asked thoughtfully.

Charlotte's clinic mainly receives patients with external injuries, and the survival rate is quite good. It turns out that he uses this method, which seems to be quite simple.

How do we remove the arrow from his buttocks?

Buddy took a step toward the operating table, gripped the long scalpel across his shoulder with his right hand, and looked wary.

Charlotte took out a long iron chain and bound the pig-headed orc tightly to the operating table.

"Doctor, what are we doing?" Pighead asked, looking puzzled. He was lying face down on the operating table and completely chained, which gave him the terrifying feeling of being on a slaughterhouse.

"The next surgery might be a little painful, so please bear with it so you don't move around too much," Charlotte explained with a smile, picking up a gleaming dagger.

The fat on the pig's face jiggled wildly, and he said in fear, "You...you be gentle..."

"Don't worry, I'm very experienced, it won't hurt much..." Charlotte raised her hand and plunged the knife into the pig-headed orc's buttocks.

puff!

It was the sound of a knife piercing through thick, fatty flesh.

A piercing squeal of a pig immediately echoed throughout the operating room.

The beastmen present all turned their faces away, unable to bear to look.

This is truly an eye-opener – like being stabbed in the butt with a small knife.

"Ah, my hand is shaking, let's start over." Charlotte pulled out her knife and raised her hand to strike again.

The pig-headed orc struggled violently, but was firmly chained to the operating table and unable to move. He could only let out a series of pitiful howls, which sounded rather eerie.

"What are you doing!" the two-headed hound orc roared.

"Help! I need to save someone!" Charlotte said innocently, brandishing the small, blood-stained knife in her hand. "Why don't you do it?"

The two-headed dog-man glanced at the pig-man tied to the operating table, his facial muscles twitched, but he held back. "You'd better save him."

Charlotte ignored him and continued cutting, avoiding blood vessels and arteries, making an incision along the shaft of the arrow to fully expose the arrowhead.

Without anesthesia, this process would inevitably be very painful.

The sharp squeals of the pig immediately revealed its true form.

Buddy couldn't help but glance at Charlotte a few more times. He was certain that those two stabs had been somewhat influenced by personal feelings.

This human looks weak and vulnerable, but provoking him is probably not a good idea.