Chapter 237: Boss, could you please speak? (2)

Chapter 237: Boss, could you please speak? (2)

Since half a month ago, someone had already gone to the Physician Association to complain. The association might have been watching him, and Vivian's astounding talent was far too conspicuous within the clinic.

Charlotte was also worried about this matter, so he had no reason to refuse the pillow that Adolf had thrown at him.

"Oh," Vivian didn't fully comprehend the situation, but obediently hung the pendant around her waist and kept the two magic charms close to her.

"By the way, who was that lovely elven lady earlier?" Vivian asked curiously.

"She's the Elven Clan's Saintess."

"Is she Elven Clan Saintess Louise? No wonder she's so stunningly beautiful. Seeing her in person is truly awe-inspiring."

Vivian exclaimed and couldn't help but gossip, "What illness does she have? Why did she especially come to the Abyss to find you? Could it be that even Master Adolf couldn't cure her?"New novel chapters are published on

"Acute appendicitis, the same illness as Ruth had before. It's said that both Hayward and Adolf couldn't treat her, so she came to me." Charlotte calmly explained.

"Boss, you're amazing! If news of this gets out, you'll become famous again," Vivian said admiringly.

She spoke from the bottom of her heart.

Hayward was the President of the Physician Association and belonged to the same legendary level as Adolf.

The fact that Charlotte cured an illness that these two legendary figures couldn't if spread, would shake the entire medical community.

"Being famous, sometimes it's not a good thing," Charlotte shook his head slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Based on the information he had previously obtained, Hayward was the kind of powerful person who lacked foresight.

If he became the background board for someone like him, an insignificant nobody, he would not give up easily.

Moreover, in a situation where medical treatment was ineffective, he managed to save Louise through surgery.

This undoubtedly slapped Hayward and the Medical Association in the face, and it was quite a loud slap.

The elf race might give him some face because of Louise, but after all, the Elf Forest was too far away, and Calva was too close.

The conflict between him and the Medical Association would inevitably erupt sooner or later. He just hoped that this time could be postponed, at least to make him stronger.

He didn't want to repeat the same mistakes as three years ago.

...

Lucian, hidden in the shadows, watched as Louise, who walked out of the clinic in the forefront, made his eyes widen in astonishment. His face was full of disbelief as if he had seen a ghost.

"This...How is this possible!" Lucian's voice trembled. The scene he had expected was Betty coming out of the clinic, holding Louise's lifeless body with a grieving expression.

Louise, who had fainted from the pain when she arrived, had miraculously bounced back to life in less than half an hour.

However, he won't be able to restore his reputation or the reputation of the Physician's Guild either. It would be better to make a deal with him. It could prevent him from immediately going after Charlotte and perhaps even remove her name from the expulsion list."

"That's a good plan," Jacques brightened up at the suggestion.

The master and disciple began to work out the details.

In the carriage ahead, Louise lifted the corner of the curtain and curiously looked at the street scenery outside.

Due to her status, she seldom left the Elven Forest. Even the number of times she had been to Calva was few, let alone a place as chaotic and lawless as the Abyss.

"Betsy, it seems that rumors are not always reliable. Look, the Abyss may be shrouded in mist, but it isn't as chaotic and lawless as the rumors say. People still go shopping and have to pay for things," Louise said softly, feeling a sense of marvel.

"You're right; it's not exactly as the rumors describe," Betsy nodded gently. She had also heard plenty about the Abyss, but today, seeing it for herself, she realized that rumors were mostly exaggerated.

"Doctor Charlotte is quite an interesting person. I wonder how Master knows him. I'll have to ask Master about it when I get back," Louise muttered softly to herself.

...

Charlotte went to the neighboring bakery and bought three soft bread rolls for breakfast. Since the clinic had made a fortune opening yesterday, he arrogantly requested some with filling.

The patients in line were curious and inquired about the beautiful elf from earlier, but Charlotte pretended not to know and dismissed their questions, using the excuse of being an ordinary patient.

He didn't want to use this incident to boost his reputation and risk ruining the good impression he had among the elven race. It would do more harm than good.

"Today, the Abyss Clinic is introducing a new stamina recovery potion called Golden Stamina Potion. It can restore 25% of the stamina of intermediate knights and is priced at 800 copper coins. If any of you are interested, you can order it. We only have fifty bottles available," Charlotte took the opportunity to promote the new stamina potion he had just synthesized the previous night.

This announcement immediately caught the attention of the knights and adventurers present.

"Golden Stamina Potion? Can it restore 25% of stamina for intermediate knights? Is that true?" a muscular man asked.

Others also looked at Charlotte with anticipation. The recovery effect seemed too powerful.

"I can vouch for the clinic's credibility. If it doesn't meet the recovery effect, you can come and destroy the clinic at any time," Charlotte said calmly.

His words instantly silenced any doubts.

The Abyss Clinic had become popular among adventurers. If severely injured, they could come to Doctor Charlotte for surgery at a discounted price with significant results.

For minor injuries, they could purchase an emergency kit. The low-tier kits cost only 200 copper coins, while the intermediate ones cost 400, which were much more affordable than other clinics that charged over ten thousand copper coins.

"If it truly has this effect, I'll take two bottles," the man who had asked earlier said. "Last time, I was chased by a large cat for over thirty miles and barely made it with a stamina potion that only restored about 10%, and it cost 200 more coins."

"I'll take one bottle."

"I'll have two bottles."

People immediately started placing orders.

Only those who risked their lives in the wilderness knew how useful such potions could be in critical situations.