"Don't worry about these details. In this dog-eat-dog world, what distinction is there between professions, ranks, and nobility?" Charlotte picked up a nearby cup and rinsed his mouth.
To be fair, Louise looked pretty good despite having a big mouth.
Charlotte brushed his teeth with so salt.
He had forgotten to remind her earlier. She should pay attention to oral hygiene, brush her teeth diligently, and rinse her mouth frequently.
Charlotte was fully aware of what he was doing.
One kiss in exchange for an intervention from a Level 4 powerhouse. If it worked for everyone, he could conquer the world with his mouth alone.
He would truly be the "King of Mouth Strength"!
Louise had bitten off the hands of the doctors at Jardson Clinic and left unscathed, which was enough to demonstrate her strength.
Taking a bone, extracting a wisdom tooth, and exchanging it for a favor from a Level 4 powerhouse.
No matter how you calculated it, it wasn't a bad deal.
Diana was good to him now, but according to economics, you shouldn't put all your eggs in one basket.
It's important to enjoy the benefits of both rain and dew to live a more stable and carefree life.
"We're closing for the day. Let's clean up and go back to the mansion for lunch." Charlotte said to Vivian, who was still pondering his words.
"Okay, sure." Vivian nodded, closed the door, and started using water magic to clean the clinic.
anwhile, Charlotte sat at a small table and began counting today's earnings.
"Why... How did she co out?" The weasel looked at Louise walking out of the clinic with light steps, surprised. "Didn't you hear the sounds of fighting?"
"There was no fight, and I didn't hear any screams either." The orc doctor also looked puzzled. Earlier when that woman bit off his hand, he had made quite a loud noise.
Looking at the woman with a facial fissure, she arrived with a furrowed brow, looking like she was ready to smash her head against a wall at any mont.
But now, even though there was a veil covering her face, one could still tell that she was in a good mood. Her eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, and her cheeks had a slight blush.
If one didn't know better, one would think she had just finished a refreshing experience.
"Could it be... her illness was cured?"
The weasel suddenly realized sothing and exclaid in shock.
"It's impossible. Her mind is ssed up. Healing magic didn't work on her illness. How could it be cured in just a short ti? Impossible!" The orc doctor shook his head, wearing an unbelieving expression.
"Don't forget that it was him, Charlotte, who cured Ruth, whom you couldn't cure." The weasel's gaze turned sinister as he spoke in a low voice.
The orc doctor opened his mouth but had no words to say.
He was present when the diagnosis was made for Ruth, and the diagnosis was given by their dean. He was very sure that healing magic did not affect her condition.
They had tried several thods, but none of them worked. That was why she was ultimately considered an "abandoned person."
However, not long after, news spread that Ruth had recovered.
And the one who cured her was Charlotte, a physician who had been deprived of his magic source.
This incident was like a resounding slap to the faces of the Abyss Four Great Clinics.
The dean even went on a two-day bender afterward. It was said that he was investigating whether Ruth had truly recovered. However, he took the wrong path and was led by two succubi into the Pink House.
When he was found, he couldn't get out of bed and had lost twenty pounds.
Of course, such gossip was not important.
After the dean rested for two days, he returned and held a eting where the doctors brainstord.
Many of them believed that Charlotte must have used a forbidden technique, an "operation," and violated ethics by cutting open Ruth's abdon, cruelly removing her organs, and replacing them with soone else's.
Saving one person while harming another, it must have been a deal with the devil to use such terrifying thods.
"Could it be... her head has been replaced? But her face and hair still look the sa, right?" The orc doctor looked puzzled.
"If her head has been replaced, then her facial skin and hair can be replaced as well. Even her mouth can be replaced." The weasel provided a new perspective.
The orc doctor was greatly shocked and exclaid in fear, "This... This must be sothing only a devil can do!"
"Now, go and confirm whether she is cured." The weasel was ordered.
"How do I confirm?"
"Just go up and ask." The weasel watched as the orc doctor, who was about to reach the woman, pushed him from behind.
The orc doctor, unprepared, stumbled and fell out from behind the billboard.
Louise stopped in her tracks, looked at the orc suddenly lunging toward her, squinted her eyes, and spoke in a cold voice, "Ah... It's you, useless doctor!"
"Ah... What a coincidence, Miss Louise. We et again." The orc doctor's legs trembled, and he forced a smile, trying to hide his fear.
He asked with concern, "Have you already seen Doctor Charlotte? How is your condition now?"
"Hmph, do you think everyone is as diocre as you? Doctor Charlotte just made a few moves and cured my illness." Louise rolled her eyes in disdain.
"Cured?" Upon hearing Louise admit it herself, the orc doctor couldn't hide his astonishnt and couldn't help but ask further, "Did he perform surgery on you? What kind of surgery? A head transplant?"
Louise was his patient, and although he was only an interdiate mage, his grasp of healing arts was quite good. It could be confird that her condition was untreatable.
"A head transplant? I think it's your pig head that should be replaced." Louise's murderous gaze glanced at his neck. "If you don't want to die, get lost!"
The orc doctor instinctively covered his neck and took two steps back in fear, giving way.
Louise took a few steps forward, becoming angrier the more she thought about it, and then delivered a spinning kick.
The orc doctor exclaid in shock as he was sent flying like a projectile, crashing through a nearby billboard and getting stuck.
Standing beside the billboard, the weasel was startled and almost fell to his knees.
"Don't think about ssing with him. He's mine now. If I find out you're causing trouble for him, I'll bite you to death, piece by piece." Louise looked at the weasel, her voice icy cold.
The weasel was about to spout so harsh words, but her murderous gaze stifled his words, leaving him only able to nod in fear.
Then Louise turned around and left.
"This woman, I'll make her kneel and sing 'Conquest' sooner or later." The weasel watched Louise walk away and then pulled the fainted orc doctor off the billboard. Before the shop owner ca out to demand compensation, he quickly fled.
Charlotte counted today's earnings, which reached a whopping 8,210 copper coins, with collateral worth around 600 copper coins.
The backlog of patients from the past two days and Vivian's assistance in treating so patients significantly increased today's business.
They had received thirty-two patients, almost three tis the usual amount.
[Ding! Completion of treatnt mission from Louise, the woman with the facial fissure. Reward: 600 copper coins! Prescription for an anesthetic potion x1!]
[Ding! Main quest: Influence of the Abyss Renowned Physician reaches 1000. Completion reward: Unlock Alchemist Upgrade System! 10,000 copper coins! Rare item: Alchemy Furnace Left Behind by the dicine God x1!]
At that mont, the system's voice rang in Charlotte's mind.
Charlotte was montarily stunned, then revealed a look of ecstasy.
Unexpectedly, just as Louise's mission reward arrived, the main quest to increase his influence as a renowned physician was also completed.
Although he didn't know what the Alchemist Upgrade System and the Alchemy Furnace Left Behind by the dicine God were, 10,000 copper coins were genuine money.
A new upgrade system, especially in alchemy, made Charlotte feel sowhat excited.
After confirming that the furnace was placed in the operating room, Charlotte couldn't contain his curiosity and headed toward the room.
The system's rare reward must be sothing good, especially with the title of dicine God attached to it. It was extraordinary.
As he entered the operating room, Charlotte saw a black alchemy furnace standing on the floor next to a hospital bed. In terms of shape, it resembled an alchemist's cauldron.
So, is the end of the universe about becoming a god?
The furnace looked simple, about half a person's height, with no extra decorative lines or runes. It appeared greasy, covered in a thick layer of black gri, without any sense of mysterious power. It even resembled a garbage bin...
As Charlotte approached, he caught a whiff of a sour and pungent odor.
Moreover, the furnace lid originally had four corners, but two corners were broken, giving it a shabby appearance.
"Is this the Alchemy Furnace Left Behind by the dicine God? Shouldn't it be a garbage bin left behind by the dicine God?" Charlotte furrowed his brow, feeling like the system had played a trick on him.
"Boss, what is this?" Vivian entered the operating room and imdiately noticed the black alchemy furnace, asking with so confusion.
"It was just dug out from the corner. It looks like an alchemy furnace. Wash it and see if it's still usable." Charlotte explained.
"Okay, sure." Vivian nodded and began to perform a cleaning spell. The water flowed like a snake, surrounding the alchemy furnace, washing away the gri.
The gri was so thick that Vivian had to cast the cleaning spell three tis before the alchemy furnace returned to its original appearance.
The half-human-height pure black alchemy furnace stood on three legs, with a charcoal burning position at the bottom. Its outer wall was smooth, and there was a line of mysterious runes along the upper rim.
You have to admit that after it was cleaned, it still exuded a bit of antique charm.
[Alchemy Furnace Left Behind by the dicine God: The alchemy furnace used by the dicine God before becoming a god. Current bonus: 10% success rate and 10% potency for alchemical creations! It can unlock more bonuses as the host's alchemy level increases.]
A note appeared in Charlotte's line of sight.
"What a great item!" Charlotte's eyes lit up as he looked at the furnace, his gaze becoming heated.
The success rate of alchemical creations had a certain probability. The higher the level and potency of the potion, the lower the success rate.
Using this alchemy furnace for alchemy would instantly increase the success rate by 10%.
Moreover, the created potions would have a 10% potency boost!
Wasn't this like a physical cheat for an alchemist?!
And its effects didn't stop there. As his strength increased, more bonuses would be unlocked.
Truly, it was a valuable item, and it was indeed the Alchemy Furnace Left Behind by the dicine God.
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