Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World

Chapter 165：Your dental hygiene is not very good, uncle

Charlotte's heart skipped a beat as he saw a floating head outside the window in the middle of the night.

Anyone would be startled by such a sight.

But upon closer inspection, the head was upside down. It turned out to be a person hanging upside down on the window.

No, calling it a person would not be accurate.

Because his complexion was pale, his eyes were crimson, and most importantly, he had a pair of enormous black bat wings.

A vampire!

A terrifying creature that lurks during the day and feeds on the fresh blood of the living!

This was the first vampire that Charlotte encountered after migrating into this world.

"Hello, the clinic is closed for the night. If you need anything, you can come back tomorrow morning," Charlotte said as calmly as possible.

He didn't have a sword in his hand; his only trump card was the Level 5 Thunderstorm Spell.

But he couldn't figure out the true strength of this vampire hanging outside his window.

If one Thunderstorm Spell couldn't kill the vampire, it could very well be Charlotte who ends up dead.

And Viola and Kasha were still inside the clinic, both even weaker than him. He couldn't risk it without confidence.

The fact that the vampire chose to knock on the window instead of breaking in suggested that he might just be seeking medical help.

"I sleep during the day and only come out at night. Asking me to come in the morning is inconvenient for me, you know?" The vampire stared at Charlotte, his tone a bit unfriendly.

"Do you not want to help me with my illness?"

"Of course not. Our clinic provides considerate care and services for special patients like yourself. Your case is quite fitting," Charlotte smiled faintly.

"May I ask where exactly in your body is the problem?"

The vampire opened his mouth, revealing a set of snowy white teeth, with two sharp fangs standing out in particular.

However, the left fang had an obvious black hole.

"Teeth. Feeding hurts," the vampire said.

Charlotte leaned closer and took a look, then confirmed, "You have a cavity. It might need to be extracted."

"Extracted?" The vampire was shocked and fell, grasping the windowsill to stabilize himself.

He stared at Charlotte with wide eyes.

"But these are the teeth I use to feed! Are you telling me to extract them?"

Only now did Charlotte get a good look at his face. He was a young vampire who appeared to be around thirty years old, with a pale complexion like paper.

He had two curly mustaches and was wearing a black tailcoat. His bat wings behind him stretched out over three meters long.

"First, we need to assess your teeth to determine the treatment plan. Tooth extraction is one of the options," Charlotte calmly replied as he looked at him.

"Or perhaps you can find a medic who specializes in treating such cases."

"I tried last night, but it tasted awful," the vampire shook his head.

Charlotte: ??!!

He was dumbfounded!

"You were asked to find someone to treat their illness, and you ended up devouring them?"

"They said you had different methods of treatment." The vampire grinned, revealing his sharp fangs. "I hope you won't disappoint me."

[Who said that? Are my colleagues trying to kill me? ]

Charlotte felt bitter inside but dared not show it on his face.

He furrowed his brows and said, "Cavities, I can indeed treat, but if you won't allow me to extract your tooth, that's a bit beyond my expertise."

A pet with cavities is not an uncommon condition. He had extracted up to twenty teeth from dogs before with ease under anesthesia.

This task was not difficult.

However, vampires were different.

After all, they weren't dogs. They not only bit people but also sucked blood.

"Do you know what kind of embarrassment a vampire without fangs would face when going out?"

The vampire coldly stared at him, a murderous intent rising.

"So, you're saying you can't treat my teeth?"

Charlotte felt a strong sense of danger and instinctively tightened his grip on a few spells. At this distance, if he used his thunderstorm spell, he estimated he'd be burying himself along with the vampire.

[Ding! Mission from the vampire Montey: Treat his decayed fangs! Mission reward: 1000 copper coins, the title of an aspiring dentist x1.]

The system's voice sounded, announcing a new mission.

Charlotte wasn't interested in the useless title, but 1000 copper coins did catch his attention.

However... to treat tooth decay, he could only extract the tooth without any dental instruments.

Performing a root canal treatment on a dog and then placing a porcelain tooth crown was something he had done before.

He had even assisted industry insiders with such procedures, charging a higher price than human dental fillings.

But he needed instruments for that.

First, he needed to clean the teeth, then take an X-ray, confirm the root and pulp structure, and proceed with targeted treatment.

Just doing a root canal treatment wasn't enough; after you emptied someone's tooth, you had to fill it with something.

He didn't have dental impression putty, nor did he have a sub-contracting manufacturer capable of handling porcelain crowns.

How could he accept this task?

"Have you figured out a treatment plan? My teeth are starting to ache, I need something to bite."

The vampire looked at Charlotte's neck, extending his tongue to lick his lips.

Charlotte felt a chill on his neck and immediately said, "Go downstairs, let me examine your teeth first, then we'll decide on the treatment plan."

The vampire tried to crawl through the window upon hearing that.

"Use the front door downstairs." Charlotte slammed the window shut.

Separating life from work was his bottom line.

After putting on a white lab coat, as he descended the stairs, he had already formulated a basic plan.

This vampire was not to be provoked. If he refused the task today, it wouldn't bode well.

Later, he would first examine the vampire's dental condition and, if the decay was severe, he would exhaust his lifetime of knowledge and use a wire to remove the nerve from his tooth.

Then, he would delay for another two days and ask Guy to fit him with a gold tooth. That would at least be a solution.

"Hisss... Is this physician any good?"

Monte stood at the entrance of the medical clinic, taking a breath of cold air that felt like it pierced through the small hole in his tooth and went straight to his brain, making him feel terrible.

The tooth had been hurting for some time now. He used to be able to bear with it, but in the past couple of days, even a sip of cold water or a breath of cold air would be unbearable.

That's why he decided to seek out a physician.

He had already visited several physicians who claimed to be skilled in healing, with some reputation, but their skills were lacking.

He had tried their healing techniques multiple times, but there was no sign of improvement in his tooth.

The physician he encountered last night was even more ridiculous. He wanted to charge him twenty thousand copper coins for the treatment, almost sucking him dry of blood.

It was only then that he recommended Monte to come here and see this particular physician.

It was said that this physician didn't possess any healing techniques but was adept at using potions and performing so-called "surgery."

It didn't sound very reliable.

If this turned out to be a money-grabbing scam, he would be his dinner tonight.

The great door of the medical clinic slowly opened, and Charlotte stood inside, looking composedly at the vampire.

"Come in."

Monte looked at him with some surprise. Apart from a brief moment of panic when the window was opened, the rest of his reactions were quite calm.

Unlike the physician from yesterday, who stumbled over the incantations for healing three times and had his legs trembling like a sieve.

Charlotte led Monte into the operating room and raised the headrest, motioning for him to lie down.

Though Monte had some doubts, he followed the instructions.

Charlotte pulled down the overhead light, directed it towards Monte's mouth, and then turned it on.

The sudden bright white light made Monte quickly jump back three meters, his fingertips exposing sharp nails as if he were ready to pounce.

"Don't get agitated. I'm just turning on the light to check your teeth. If you can't even handle this, then I can't examine your teeth," Charlotte said calmly, pointing at the illuminated overhead light.

Monte stared at the overhead light, confirming that it wasn't some special spell targeting their nocturnal race.

It was indeed just a large lamp composed of several bulbs. He retracted his claws and wings, lying back on the operating table.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Monte asked Charlotte, looking at him.

"Entering this operating room, lying on the surgical table, you should be more afraid than me," said Charlotte as he pulled the surgical lamp closer, squinting his eyes slightly.

"Don't talk. Open your mouth and show me your fangs."

The words that Monte was about to say got stuck in his throat. His eyes widened a bit. It was the first time a human dared to speak to him like this.

But seeing Charlotte's serious expression, he obediently opened his mouth and revealed his sharp fangs.

He had better fix his teeth, otherwise, he would make him know what it feels like to wish for death.

Under the illumination of the surgical lamp, Monte's oral condition was laid bare.

The pearly white teeth were just a facade.

The inner sides of the teeth were covered in thick tartar, the sight of the dark brown plaque was unbearable.

And that canine tooth on the right side of his upper jaw, though it seemed to have just a small cavity, when the light hit it, more than half of it appeared translucent, with distinct black shadows.

It was already decayed inside, with the dental pulp exposed.

Charlotte's heart sank; this was an extremely bad tooth.

If it were a dog lying here, he would not hesitate to advise the owner to have it extracted.

But lying here was a vampire, relying on this tooth to draw blood.

Not only this canine tooth but there were also two other teeth in the lower jaw with distinct cavities on the inner sides, indicating an equally grim situation.

A vampire with rotten teeth posed quite a problem.

Charlotte immediately felt a headache coming on.

Moreover, the structure of these fangs was somewhat special.

There was a small hole on the inner side of the lower canine tooth, presumably for blood-sucking purposes, and the adjacent two canine teeth had the same feature.

Did he have to reconstruct a blood vessel for him?

After a moment of contemplation, he dismissed this idea of making things difficult for himself.

Well, there were still three fangs left. If he lost one, he could suck more, no problem.

"Your dental health is not good, sir," Charlotte sarcastically commented.

If the tooth couldn't be extracted, then it had to be repaired.

Charlotte turned around and fetched a large wooden box from the top shelf of the instrument cabinet.

Opening the box, he took out a hacksaw, a sledgehammer, an axe, a steel punch...

Monte turned his head to have a quick look and his eyes widened. He looked at Charlotte, who was gesturing with a large awl, with a mix of fright and terror. What was this guy planning to do?

Charlotte rummaged through the pile of tools, selecting two small pointed awls, and two thin wires, and conveniently grabbing a hammer. He walked towards Monte with satisfaction.

The first step was to open up this tooth, exposing the pulp cavity completely, in preparation for the next step of root canal treatment.

"What... what are you going to do?" Monte trembled as he looked at Charlotte holding the hammer and awl, his voice quivering.

"I'm going to treat your tooth," Charlotte said with a serious expression.

"Your tooth is decayed and that's why it hurts. Now I need to open up the tooth, remove the dental nerve, fill the cavity inside the tooth, and finally, cover it with a metal crown."

Monte: ??

He only understood that his tooth was decayed, but he had no idea what Charlotte was going to do. However, listening to his confident explanation, he could only reluctantly nod and say, "Go ahead."

"It might hurt a little, so bear with it," Charlotte said as he picked up the awl and hammer.

Monte chuckled dismissively, "I've never felt pain before..."

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The piercing strikes hit his soul, causing Monte to instantly collapse.