"Patient: A three-headed orc, whose left head fell off, had a suture operation, and the head was put back in place. The patient died of excessive blood loss. Consultation fee: a white cat."

"Patient: Louisa, a woman with a slit mouth, had a fractured left forearm, and had a successful bone reattachment operation. Consultation fee: A night of companionship from the woman with a slit mouth (rejected!) 150 copper coins on credit."

"Patient: Miss Mermaid Kasa, had a disfigured face, had a successful skin transplant operation. Consultation fee: Miss Mermaid's first night (pending settlement) Residence: Sewer, No. 64, Kafe Street."

...

In the dim study, a thick surgical record book was spread out on the desk. The weak light of the kerosene lamp shone on Charlotte's face, and his expression was greatly shocked: "This doctor, he actually didn't charge a proper consultation fee? He even let me buy on credit!"

This was the second day of his time travel. As a veterinarian at a state-owned livestock farm, a sterilization master of three pet hospitals, and the king of curlers among workers, Charlotte eventually curled himself to death.

Curling is not a disease, but poverty is. His parents died early, and his grandfather borrowed money to raise him. After graduation, he had not yet paid off his student loan, and his grandfather died of illness, so he borrowed another 100,000 yuan. The unpayable debt made Charlotte extremely greedy for money, and only money could give him a sense of security.

And he has always lacked a sense of security. After confirming that he had traveled through time and space, Charlotte checked his wallet first, and found only seven copper coins after a brief panic. He searched the entire clinic, and even checked the bottom of the jar in the kitchen where strange organs were soaked. He confirmed a terrible fact-he is still a poor ghost.

Charlotte: 凸 (艹皿艹)!

After absorbing the remaining memory fragments of the original body, the original body was named Charlotte, a doctor who opened a private clinic and was well-known in the abyss. Sounds good?

But this is not the earth, but a weird fantasy world called Aesop Continent, where dragons, demons, orcs, elves, dwarves, and humans coexist, and vampires, stitched monsters, ghouls, monsters... wander in the wilderness. Compared with the neighboring free city of Calva, the underground city of 'Abyss' is synonymous with disorder and chaos. Gangster families exploit civilians, addictive potions are prevalent, criminals, monsters, and stitched monsters lurk in the shadows, and succubi solicit business on the streets.

There are poor people everywhere here!

You can't be sure whether the next patient is a vampire or a stitched monster, and there is no guarantee that you will receive the consultation fee.

Being a doctor is extremely risky and the benefits are extremely low. However, in Charlotte's memory, he was once the light of the noble Calva Medical College, a gifted pharmacist, a fourth-level senior magician of the healing department, a star doctor with a bright future, and a child of destiny who is the focus of everyone's attention! Because of his efforts to promote medical reform and promote surgical operations, he was not tolerated by the traditional medical community.

The trial from the church caused him to be expelled from the Medical Association in just one month, and his medical license was revoked, becoming the shame of Calva Medical College! A fallen potion master! A despicable butcher!

Then he went to prison for multiple surgical accidents and his magic skills were abolished.

After being detained for a year, he was divorced by his fiancée and expelled from Kalwa. He had no choice but to enter the Abyss and open this private clinic to make a living.

"It's just the beginning of hell!" Charlotte felt cold in his heart.

"Calm down! At least you are a serious doctor now, and you have a clinic. Survival is not a problem." Charlotte tried to calm himself down, and then tried to recall the memories related to medical skills.

Ten minutes later.

Charlotte's eyes were dull, and his hands and feet were cold. All the memories related to medical skills and pharmacy were missing! Although the surgical mortality rate of the patients treated by the original body was extremely exaggerated, even the finger reattachment surgery had death cases.

But he was a doctor after all, and he was from a serious professional school. Medical skills were the foundation of his foothold in the Abyss. Now this capital is gone!

Charlotte felt a little confused. Although his profession was somewhat related to doctors, he was just a veterinarian after all. At best, he had played a doctor simulation game.

Let him treat people?

Wouldn't that really make him a medical butcher?

Pacing back and forth in the study, Charlotte suppressed his panic and began to think about the current situation.

Today is a business day. There are already three patients scheduled on the memo, and other patients will arrive. If he cannot complete the diagnosis and treatment, he can't afford to offend those terrible patients.

Run away?

He definitely can't get into the safe Kalva.

Is he going to be ravaged by the stitched monsters in the wilderness, or being beaten by the gangsters hidden in the shadows of the abyss?

What makes Charlotte most uneasy is the lack of money.

The cash assets are seven copper coins, which have a purchasing power similar to seven yuan in the abyss, just enough for a pancake and a bowl of porridge for breakfast today.

Although there is no large debt, the rent is about to be paid. The landlady who looks amiable is said to have eaten the rent of three tenants.

Money! Money! Money!

I didn't expect that after traveling through time, making money is still his inevitable fate!

Walking out of the study with a lamp, Charlotte began to look at the clinic carefully.

The wooden door is three meters high. After entering the door, you will see the clinic. There is a stone bed on the right.

Behind the counter opposite the door is a row of cabinets. On the upper layer of the cabinets are dozens of magic potions in water drop-shaped glass bottles.

On the lower layer are dozens of glass jars, with various strange organs soaked in blue potions, such as eyeballs, hearts, fingers... Charlotte saw at a glance that the black heart in the glass jar in the corner was still beating!

These are the most valuable assets of the clinic. Even low-level physical recovery potions can be sold for 100 copper coins. Although the relevant memories are missing, fortunately, the original body has a good habit of writing a diary.

Ignoring the records of walking alone in the dark alleys and generously taking off clothes to help the succubus sister, Charlotte found some introductions to the efficacy of potions and the formulas of some potions in the diary.

Various organs are left by guests. For those guests who died on the operating table and could not pay the consultation fee, Charlotte would collect some organs as consultation fees.

There is an operating room on the right side of the clinic. When the door is opened, a foul smell that cannot be covered by medicine comes out, and there are splashes of blood everywhere on the wall. On the shelf next to the stone bed, there is minced meat hanging on the rusty saw, the short knife is stained with blood, and a sledgehammer weighing more than ten pounds is leaning on the side.

It looks more like a crime scene.

"The slaughterhouse is much cleaner than this..." Charlotte shook his head after looking at it.

The surgical tools are completely unsterilized, and the extreme surgical environment makes it a miracle for the patient to get off the operating table. The second floor is the residential area, which Charlotte was familiar with last night.

In addition to him, there is another aboriginal in this clinic.

Charlotte withdrew from the operating room and his eyes fell on the white cat squatting on the counter.

It was a lion cat with golden and blue mandarin duck eyes, long white fur, and a circle of fur under the neck is particularly long, looking like a white little lion.

The pink little paws overlapped, and the posture was quite elegant.

This was the medical fee paid by the three-headed orc who died on the operating table. He had just arrived at the clinic three days ago and was only about one year old.

"Meow~"

Noticing Charlotte's gaze, the white cat put away its claws, arched its back slightly, raised its tail slightly, bared its teeth and growled in warning. Charlotte took a small dried fish from the snack bag beside him, threw it in front of the white cat, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I'm not going to eat you, I'm still counting on you to help catch mice."

The white cat looked at the small dried fish in front of it, and then looked at Charlotte, and seemed to be in a dilemma.

Bang bang bang!

At this moment, a rapid knock on the door suddenly sounded.

The white cat bit the small dried fish and hid under the cabinet in a flash. The left front leg seemed to be a little lame.

"A patient came so early?" Charlotte was surprised, and then comforted herself in her heart: "The mortality rate of conventional surgery is more than 70%, but the clinic can still be opened. I should be able to control it, right?" "I am Charlotte, I am Charlotte, I am Charlotte..." Charlotte repeated in his heart several times. Opening the door to welcome guests means that he has completely accepted the matter of crossing and decided to live again in this world as Charlotte. Working hard to make money and live a good life is still his goal. Taking a deep breath, Charlotte opened the door with a calm expression. It was just dawn, and the light fell from the gap above the abyss, diluted by the thick fog mixed with coal smoke into a whitish glimmer. And in this misty white fog, there stood a woman. Silver long hair down to the waist, pink fluffy fox ears poking out from the hair, delicate and charming facial features, especially the pair of foxy eyes, as if there is a magic to seduce people. She was wearing an ice-blue tight dress, with a slender waist that could be held in one hand, which made her swollen chest look even fuller. The breeze blew up a corner of her skirt, revealing her snow-white and plump long legs, and her red high heels were as bright as blood! This is a fairy! Charlotte looked at the woman at the door and smiled, "Mrs. Diana, why are you here?" "Today is rent payment day, you didn't forget it, did you?" The woman looked at him with a smile, and her eyes were charming. "This..." Charlotte was embarrassed. This was the landlord's wife who couldn't be offended in the original body's memory. He now had a total of 7 copper coins in his pocket, and he only needed 3993 copper coins to pay the rent. "No money?" Diana's charming face smiled more and more, and she said leisurely: "In the abyss, if you don't pay the rent on time, the consequences will be very serious." As soon as the voice fell, the tailor shop across the street was kicked open by a rock troll, and the drunk tailor goblin was dragged out. The burly and majestic rock trolls beat the short and thin goblin in the street. The sound of bones breaking was accompanied by tragic wails, and blood splashed three meters away. Passers-by could only watch from afar.

"Three days and three days! You have money to drink but no money to pay rent! You poor ghosts should be beaten to death and thrown into the wilderness to feed the dogs!" The rock troll's voice was deafening. The shop owners who were watching the excitement shrank their necks, and the goblin on the ground had lost its human form.

Charlotte was shocked by the bloody scene! Being beaten to death in the street for defaulting on rent is really a daily routine in the abyss.

"Look, it's really serious." Diana smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth.

The rock troll heard the sound and the arrogance on his face instantly subsided. He looked at Diana with fear in his eyes and bowed, "I didn't expect you to be here. Sorry to bother you." After that, he picked up the goblin's body and ran away without looking back.

Charlotte felt bitter. The landlady just stood here and scared away the rock troll that killed people in the street. What does that mean?

"Mrs. Diana, I just bought a batch of potion materials recently. Can I give you a few days' grace period for the rent?" Charlotte said with a stiff face.

"Your past reputation has always been good. I can give you three days." Diana nodded slightly.

Without waiting for Charlotte to relax.

She continued with some amusement: "If you can't collect the rent, then collect something else. What do you think will satisfy me?"

[Ding! Diana issues a task to you: Choose an item to please and satisfy the other party! Rewards for completing the task: 1. Three days grace period for the rent payment date! 2. Copper coins +100! 3. Favorability +10! Task failure: Lose a part of your body!"]

[Do you accept? Yes! No!]

At the same time, a cold mechanical sound suddenly sounded in Charlotte's mind, and a golden question mark appeared above Diana's head.