I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Charlotte stopped and turned around. The little dwarf, who had been timidly hiding behind the stove, had run up to him and knelt down with a thud, looking at him with pleading eyes.

[Ding! The dwarf Abu has issued you a quest: Heal his father, who has been poisoned by a magic potion! Quest reward: 1000 copper coins!]

The system's voice rang in Charlotte's mind.

"Abu, your father is addicted to potions. Even doctors can't save him. Don't make things difficult for the doctors," Guy said sternly, reaching out to grab his collar.

Charlotte had already taken the initiative and helped him up from the ground.

The little dwarf looked to be no more than seven or eight years old. Compared to the sturdy appearance of ordinary dwarves, he was skinny and thin, with little flesh on his body and a large head, which made him look somewhat disproportionate.

"Doctor, this child..." Guy said somewhat embarrassedly.

"How is your father now? Is he still able to get out of bed on his own? Or is he paralyzed and bedridden?" Charlotte asked the child gently.

"My father locks himself in bed most of the time. I go back every day to feed him and give him water, but when he has a drug craving, it's terrifying... like he's going to eat people," Guy replied softly, as if recalling something, a look of fear appearing in his eyes.

This is someone trying to wean themselves off the drug. The pain during the withdrawal is unimaginable, and the child witnessed all of this, which probably left a psychological scar.

"Sigh, I've known Kerry for decades. He's not much of a talker, but he's incredibly stubborn. Everyone knows this potion is impossible to quit, but he just won't believe it. A month ago, when his family ran out of money, he started chaining himself up with iron chains. Now he's been tortured beyond recognition, suffering for himself and his children," Guy sighed.

A month? That's really ruthless. Charlotte was a little shocked; she never imagined there could be such a ruthless person in the world.

Ivan was nearly killed after being deprived of his medication for two days.

It seems that the dwarves are indeed physically robust, able to withstand such torment.

"It's been a month since you quit taking the medication, and the cravings haven't subsided yet?" Charlotte asked, puzzled. In his understanding, the cravings should gradually weaken after the initial period.

"That's the infuriating thing about potions. He drank the Blue Flame Potion. The longer he tries to abstain, the more frequent and painful the withdrawal symptoms become, like countless fires roasting his bones—it's excruciating." Guy gritted his teeth in hatred and muttered, "The Judson family has committed atrocities!"

Charlotte pondered this. If that were true, the Judson family and all those who made and sold potions would be no different from demons.

Once you're tainted by the potion, you can never escape its effects.

These guys are absolutely damned!

In that instant, he suddenly realized the importance of the 'Potion Aversion Agent'.

If he can truly develop a stable potion aversion agent, it will be a lifesaver for those suffering from the torment of potions, and for those who may be harmed by potions.

This should not be a tool for him to make money and amass wealth.

"Take me to see your father," Charlotte said gently, taking Abu's small hand in hers.

"Okay! I'll take you there now." Abu's dim eyes lit up as he gripped Charlotte's hand tightly, as if she were a lifeline.

"I'll go too." Guy was slightly taken aback, but his face also lit up with joy. He draped the towel over his shoulder onto a rack, took off his apron, changed into a set of iron armor made of fine iron, and put on a gray linen coat over it. He went into the forge and brought out his usual large iron hammer.

A casual blacksmith instantly transforms into a dwarf warrior.

No one doubted the terrifying power of that massive iron hammer, weighing hundreds of kilograms.

"Wait here for me a moment, I'm going back to get something," Charlotte said to the two of them, then took her scalpel and went back to the clinic first.

He took two bottles of hemostatic potion and two bottles of stamina potion from the cabinet. After hesitating for a while, he took a bottle of potion aversion potion from the hidden compartment under the cabinet, mixed a quarter of it with a bottle of stamina potion, and put them all in his pocket.

  

Abu's father's condition was unclear, and Charlotte dared not give him any medication without consulting a doctor.

Moreover, since he has already survived for a month, his physique and willpower are extraordinary, so he doesn't need to risk prematurely exposing the potion aversion agent by directly administering the drug to him.

He plans to try reducing the dosage to see if it will still be effective in suppressing drug addiction.

Charlotte went upstairs to change into a large, old gray robe with a hood, hiding the Judgment Sword inside before leaving the house.

Charlotte hurried into the mist, pulling up her hood to hide her face. Although she was only going to the next street, this level of caution was necessary when walking through the abyss.

They met up with Guy and Abu, and the three of them went to Abu's house together.

The Abu family's house is located on Towa Street, the same street as the orc Ivan's house from this morning, and not far from Bacca Street.

Towa Street is controlled by the Judson family, and a sense of desolation immediately hits you as soon as you step onto the street.

On the streets and in the corners, you can see emaciated drug addicts everywhere. They sit, lie down, or wander aimlessly in the streets. Their eyes are sunken and lifeless. Their behavior is slow or excited, just like a group of zombies.

On a street corner not far away, a tall orc was selling bottles of blue potions, cursing as he collected money.

A small bottle of magic potion can easily cost thousands of copper coins.

Yet many people still lined up to buy, and some even fought over a spot.

Such scenes are common on Towa Street.

Even many of the shops along the street also sell potions. For example, the Siba Tavern at the street corner has a sign that says "Potions for Sale".

As Charlotte and her group entered the neighborhood, they were immediately targeted by pairs of eyes, but the gazes fell on the fully armed Guy, and they gave up the idea.

Charlotte couldn't comprehend such a scene, but was deeply shocked.

Compared to this, Bacca Street, just across the street, is simply paradise.

The Judson family controls this street and has no intention of managing it properly. Instead, they use potions to plunder and exploit everyone, including their lives.

Everywhere there were closed shops, a desolate scene, like the end of the world.

The root of all this evil is the magic potion.

"This way!" Abu led Charlotte and Guy quickly into an alley. The first house in the alley was a blacksmith shop, but the blacksmith shop sign on the door was covered with cobwebs, making it look somewhat desolate.

A large padlock hung on the iron gate. Abu took out the key hanging around his neck from his clothes and quickly unlocked the gate.

Guy reached out and pushed open the door.

The room was dark, and as soon as the door opened, a damp and putrid smell rushed out, as if stepping into a gloomy tomb.

"Who's there!" A hoarse voice came from the inner room.

"Father, it's me! I've brought the doctor to see you," Abu replied hastily, skillfully groping in the dark to light an oil lamp.

By the dim light of the oil lamp, Charlotte could make out the general appearance of the small blacksmith shop.

It was smaller than Guy's blacksmith shop, but it had a full range of forging tools, though they were covered in dust and looked like they hadn't been used in a long time.