Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World

Chapter 169：Rules are necessary for order

Charlotte has been thinking about setting some rules for the clinic.

As the saying goes, rules are necessary for order.

With the expansion of the clinic and an increase in the number of patients, this need becomes more apparent.

After some thought, he added two more sentences at the end:

"No credit is given for small business!"

Business hours: 7:00 AM to 12:00 PM

A small hole was drilled in a wooden board, a hemp rope was tied, and it was hung on a pillar next to the door, making it particularly conspicuous.

It was almost 7 o'clock, and there were already ten meters of patients queuing in front of the door.

"What does it say, Doctor?"

Someone asked curiously.

"These are the rules of the clinic," Charlotte smiled and said, "Starting today, patients purchasing medicines will line up on the left, and patients seeking treatment will line up on the right. No noise or fighting is allowed at the clinic."

Upon hearing this, the queue quickly split into two columns.

The ratio of patients buying medicine to those seeking treatment was about fifty-fifty.

"Business hours start at 7:00 AM and end at 12:00 PM. Let's not waste our time in the future," Charlotte turned and entered the clinic.

Today marked the official start of business.

Vivian had already informed Kasha about the prices of all the medicines, especially the two types of first aid kits, which had seen a surge in sales these days and were selling like hotcakes.

"Hey, Doctor, you've hired a beautiful assistant."

The patients also noticed Kasha. One patient, who had his wounds stitched up by Charlotte before, smiled and said so.

Many patients had heard that there was a little doctor in the Abyss Clinic. He was small in stature but skilled in medicine, and he could stitch wounds and was in charge of selling medicines.

Today, a beautiful girl had been added to the team.

"This is Kasha, the new member of the clinic, and she will be in charge of managing the medicine counter," Charlotte introduced to everyone.

"I'm Kasha, nice to meet you all," Kasha nodded slightly, her face slightly flushed, showing some nervousness.

Having spent a year in the sewer, she rarely ventured outside.

Even when she occasionally encountered other vagrants who lived in the sewer, she kept her distance.

This was the first time she had been surrounded by so many people.

"Miss Kasha, I'll take a set of intermediate first aid kits," an adventurer stepped forward and handed four silver coins.

"O-Okay," Kasha quickly received the money with both hands and then swiftly took a bottle of intermediate hemostatic potion and a bottle of intermediate cleansing potion from the cabinet and handed them to the adventurer.

"I'll take two sets of beginner first aid kits."

"I'll take one set of intermediate..."

The patients buying medicine crowded around the medicine counter, each stating their own needs in order.

Before Kasha could even adjust to being watched, she was already busy.

Taking money, giving change, and handing out medicines to customers.

Although not yet proficient, the customers were understanding of Kasha's first day at work and didn't rush her.

Charlotte paused and watched for a while, making sure Kasha could handle it, before leading a patient with a broken arm to the operating room.

Vivian led a bloodied adventurer to the adjacent operating room. Currently, she was capable of independently performing some complex suturing surgeries.

"How did this happen?" Charlotte had the orc with a severed forearm lie flat on the operating table. He reached out and touched the bone, which was completely shattered.

"It was just my bad luck. I entered the wilderness at dawn, and within two hundred meters, I encountered a level four wild black boar. It instantly sent me flying over ten meters and my hand broke," the orc said, his face filled with pain.

He sighed, "Lately, the number of magical beasts on the outskirts of the wilderness has increased significantly. There are often level three or four magical beasts rampaging around, causing a lot of trouble for low-level adventurers."

"But wasn't it just a few days ago that the Red Moon Night ended? Why are there new problems in the wilderness?" Charlotte asked, confused.

"I'm not quite sure either," the orc shook his head and continued, "But I heard that a tough person appeared on the outskirts of the wilderness recently.

He specializes in killing level five and six magical beasts, only taking their magic cores and not caring about other materials on them.

Some adventurer squads found them and made a fortune."

Indeed, it was quite impressive to specialize in hunting level five and six magical beasts.

However, when adventurers and hunters hunted magical beasts, the magic cores were indeed the most valuable.

But there were still many valuable treasures that could be salvaged from magical beasts, not to mention the high-ranking magical beasts with their massive bodies.

The remaining value of the other parts would be on par with the magic cores.

This person, who only took the magic cores when hunting magical beasts, probably had the intention of using the magical beasts to practice his sword skills.

He had personally experienced the benefits of combat in terms of martial arts and strength improvement. However, as a cautious person, he wouldn't use such an aggressive method to enhance his abilities.

At most, he would wait until he had the Judgment Sword in hand and go out at night to courageously fight against small criminal pests.

He administered an anesthetic injection to the orc and then made an incision with a surgical knife.

The bones were shattered, so he could only piece together the relatively large pieces and add powdered cow bones for restructuring. Then he secured it with a splint...

The busy work began with surgery for a comminuted bone fracture.

One after another, patients underwent different surgeries in the operating room.

Vivian had already taken up regular suturing surgeries, while he mainly handled relatively complex surgeries, such as arm and rib fractures.

As noon approached, the number of patients gradually decreased.

Kasha sat behind the counter, sorting through the coins in the cash register, her face full of a sense of accomplishment.

She had been busy mainly during the early opening hours when adventurers were in a hurry to buy first aid kits before venturing into the wilderness. But now, there were no more customers coming to buy potions.

Charlotte sent off the last patient, cleaned his hands, and walked out of the operating room. He smiled as he looked at Kasha, who had already finished sorting the money.

"You did great on your first day of work."

"Master... I'm still not skilled enough," Kasha quickly stood up, her face slightly red but filled with undisguised joy.

"Kasha, you did much better on your first day than I did. I had no idea what I was supposed to do that day," Vivian came out of the clean operating room and encouraged Kasha with a supportive look.

"You two take a break. I'll go buy some groceries to make lunch. After we eat, I'll take you to get custom-tailored clothes," Charlotte paused for a moment, looking at Vivian, and added, "I'll have you get a set as well."

Vivian only had the gray dress that Diana had given her, even though she cleaned it with her cleaning spell every day, having only one dress wasn't enough for a girl.

Plus, the weather had already turned colder, so it was time to prepare winter clothes in advance.

"Really?!" Vivian's eyes lit up, but she quickly asked cautiously, "It won't... be deducted from my salary, will it?"

Trust was the most basic thing between people, and Charlotte glanced at her, saying, "Work clothes. I'll cover half of the cost."

"Thank you." Vivian said insincerely.