Chapter 20: Wow, That's Full Defense!

Chapter 20: Wow, That's Full Defense!

"Ding! Patient Jack the Lizardman has assigned you a task: Treat his fractured arm! Task completion reward: 200 copper coins! Fracture surgery experience +20! Do you accept? Yes! No!"

The system's voice sounded.

A reward? Charlotte's eyes lit up, and he promptly accepted the task.

With Jack the Lizardman's consent, Charlotte's current mood was a mix of nervousness and excitement.

Although he had been running the clinic alone for two days, most of the patients he received were for external injuries and could be treated with potions, falling under the realm of magic.

But surgery, that was a first.

However, what allowed his predecessor to establish a foothold in this abyss was the determination to perform surgeries on patients.

Regardless of success or failure, at least courage was maxed out.

So, this wasn't just a fracture surgery, but also his attempt to use his years of veterinary experience in performing his first surgery in this otherworldly place.

Even if it was for the sake of saving the world, this surgery had to be done.

The worst-case scenario would be to switch to amputation for this patient.

That was already nothing new in the diary.

He had performed amputation surgery before. He still remembered a little dog whose left front leg was crushed in a car accident...

"You can lie down in the operating room first. I need to make some preoperative preparations," Charlotte pointed towards the direction of the operating room.

Vivian immediately approached and led the uneasy Jack into the operating room.

As he stepped into the operating room, Jack suddenly began to regret it. The coldness of the operating room sent shivers down his spine. He sat down on the surgical bed, feeling tense as he anxiously looked towards the door.

"Surgery? And it involves cutting open the arm?" Vivian was also filled with doubts. This was a method she had never heard of before.

Even in the Imperial City, where they deceived ignorant commoners, the barbers would only bleed the patients or perform amputations.

For a patient with a fracture like this, either they would be bound with two pieces of wood for natural recovery, or they would be declared for amputation, permanently losing a limb.

She had never heard of cutting open the arm and directly treating the bone.

Charlotte, now dressed in a clean white robe, walked into the operating room, staring at Jack's scaly arm for a while, furrowing his brow in thought. He then opened the nearby toolbox and started taking out tools.

Scalpels, cleavers, saws, hammers, nails... The patient's condition was somewhat unique, requiring him to make some additional preparations.

"What... What are you going to do?" Jack, who was already nervous, looked at the scene and paled.

He retracted his earlier thoughts. This guy holding a cleaver in both hands was still somewhat scary, and the act of placing a cutting board made him feel like a lamb about to be slaughtered.

"Your scales are too thick, so I need to resort to extreme measures. But don't worry, it should be fine," Charlotte reassured him, retracting his claws and placing them back on the cutting board.

"You're not going to cut off my hand with that strike, right?" Jack trembled in fear.

"I shouldn't? I'll try to control the force," Charlotte said calmly.

"What do you mean 'shouldn't'? Have a little more confidence!" Jack tried to sit up, propping himself on the edge of the bed. "I'm not doing it, I'm not doing it."

"No, you can't back out now." Charlotte pressed the blade against Jack's neck. "Your fracture is severe and requires immediate surgery. As a doctor, I have to take responsibility for you."

Feeling the cold touch on his neck, Jack's throat rolled, and he reluctantly lay back down.

Encountering such a responsible doctor was truly unfortunate for him.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Charlotte nodded satisfactorily, raised the cleaver again, and carefully aimed it at Jack's arm.

He had only seen such a heavy bone cleaver in a butcher's shop, usually used to chop large animal bones.

Jack turned his head away, tears swirling in his eyes. If he could start over, he would not step foot in this black-market clinic. It was too terrifying!

Vivian instinctively took two steps back, covering her eyes, but still peeped through her fingers.

She felt that the upcoming scene would be extremely bloody and violent, even scarier than amputation surgery at a barber shop!

But for some reason, her heart was pounding faster, and she... felt a bit excited and anticipatory?

That was even scarier!

Ding!

The heavy bone cleaver fell on Jack's arm, and Charlotte felt like he had struck an iron rod. His hand went numb, and the cleaver flew out of his grip.

Looking at Jack's arm, there was only a shallow mark, still unable to break through a scale.

Charlotte shook his hand, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Wow, that's full defense!

The intense vibration made Jack grimace in pain, and he jumped off the bed.

"I give up! I give up! I want to leave!" Jack's emotions completely collapsed. He saw through it all. This human wasn't a doctor at all, lacking even the ability to be a proper butcher.

"Wait a moment! In that case, it seems I have to bring out that sword." Charlotte reached out to stop Jack, his expression becoming solemn.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m