Meanwhile on St. Poplar within the building which Tristan had been using to treat patients and further her own studies, she had to deal with many kinds of different customers and situations.
Tristan had dealt with all types of viruses and ailments that her customers came with which allowed her to improve her abilities as a doctor and make a name for herself as a skilled doctor.
While she did have some uncooperative or rowdy patients, she was able to handle any problems that appeared.
It was just another day as a fierce looking man walked in with a knife wound on his chest and he was losing a lot of blood. "Doctor.. I need to be treated. Quick."
Tristan looked over the wound and knew that it was urgent so she walked over and handed him the agreement which she used for all her patients. "Quickly sign here and we can begin."
The man looked over everything and signed it. "Done. Now hurry."
On the agreement was the patients consent to undergo treatment and that they would not hold her responsible for the end result.
In addition there was a part of it that had details on how the payment would be handled.
With the lack of time, they were unable to negotiate the treatment fees and had to move onto treatment due to the severity of the wound.
Tristan asked. "Can you handle this when awake or do I need to put you to sleep?"
The man grit his teeth and said. "I am fine. Just begin."
Tristan nodded and then went to get her newly cleaned medical tools.
Small needles appeared in her hand one after another and were inserted into the mans body around the wound.
The blood which was coming from the wound was gradually reducing as the needles were inserted around the wound. "Urgh.."
Tristan had a look of seriousness on her face as she was cutting away the damaged and bad flesh with a small knife then started disinfecting the wound. "Just a little more."
After she had removed anything heavily damaged or rotting, she started to stitch up the wound and just as she was finishing the final touches, the man started to show a little movement.
He started to twitch and writhe around on the table as if he was unable to endure the pain or he was having an averse reaction to something.
Tristan checked his pulse and showed a look of confusion then suddenly the man moved his body as he got closer to her while he was writhing around.
Just as his face was close enough, he restored his sanity and had a cruel look in his eyes as he spat out a thin needle which headed towards Tristan who was still taking his pulse.
As it was getting closer to Tristan, the man was certain that his plan had been successful but he was unprepared for what came next.
Tristan pulled at the arm which she held and pulled it upward which made the man move a little from his original position and his hand ended up in the direct path of the needle.
The man was hit by it and then quickly fell asleep while Tristan inspected the needle. "It is a very strong and fast acting tranquilliser. These people are getting more inventive in order to capture me. So annoying!"
The man was one of many which had resorted to many underhanded tricks in order to catch her off guard during her work time.
The price of a Mink was still very high within the slave trade and Minks like Tristan who had underwent the same transformation as Alyssia were very rare so her value would be very high.
Her worth was much more because she was an accomplished doctor and a member of a well known organisation.
Many groups had come after her whether they were seeking to capture and sell her, recruit her or kill her.
Each had their own reasons whether it would be for their own personal reasons and greed while others were serving others.
Tristan had not suffered a loss in their hands and even a man that had probably had the wound inflicted upon himself by those close to him or he had done it himself was no exception.
The moment that she took his pulse, she recognised that it was an act so she decided to play along and waited for him to show his true colours.
A dangerous situation was reversed in an instant due to not letting her guard down even against a wounded man.
While the man could have attacked as she was treating him, he still needed her to treat his wound so he could not act against her until she was finished.
Tristan looked at him coldly and then sighed. "It looks like it is another one that is not going to pay."
She then started strapping him to the table and took out several devices.
Among them was a mask which was placed on the man's face.
It covered the lower half of his face and his nose and mouth were completely covered, Tristan then took out a tiny metallic vial and inserted it into a part of the mask while she played with another in her other hand. "Now it is time to wake you up."
Tristan pressed a button on the side of the mask which followed with a weird puffing noise as something was released inside the mask onto the lower half of mans face.
As he inhaled it, his eyes shot open and he quickly regained his energy. "Wh..wha.. where? Wait what have you done?"
Tristan played with the other metallic vial in her hand and then removed the empty one. "You have no right to ask questions but you will answer mine!"
She inserted the next one and pressed the button which followed with the same sound.
The man went quiet and seemed as if he was in a trance, Tristan did a quick check over his health and then smiled. "Here is an easy one. Just earlier today in this room, what did you try to do?"
One of the things that she made as a truth serum had been converted into a gas or vapour version so along with the many others, she made use of them in various ways depending on the situation and the tools used.
The mask was just one part of her inventory which was used as she could use it on her enemies to make them inhale anything of her choosing whether it was a truth vapour or an awakening vapour.
For her own uses, it had many effects when used with mixtures of herbs that had been put together to provide enhancing or rejuvenating effects on the body.
With the assistance of Alyssia, Ein and Nica, Tristan had been able to advance Nightin's medical kenpo techniques to suit herself.