Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World

His strength had increased to 15200 kg. After breaking through to the Advanced Knight rank and stabilizing his realm, he converted all his wealth into mighty potions to maintain rapid growth in strength.

Currently, the daily income of the medical center is around 50,000 copper coins, and the sales of potions alone reached about 30,000.

The additional income from supplying potions to external sources was not included. Currently, Harry's grocery shop and Linda's apothecary were both contributing decent additional income to him.

One could say that he has already firmly established himself in the abyss.

And his daily income can be converted into strength through powerful potions.

Earning money while upgrading, that's him.

Charlotte opened the door and heard some activity coming from the kitchen. The door was slightly ajar, and there was light inside.

"Who's up so early?" Charlotte was somewhat surprised and walked to the kitchen door, gently pushing it open.

Kasha, dressed as a maid, stood by the stove, stirring something in a pot. The kitchen was filled with steam, and the mist swirled around.

"Master, you're awake."

Upon hearing the door open, Kasha turned around. Her azure eyes appeared even more animated in the mist.

"Kasha, what are you doing so early in the morning?" Charlotte approached the pot to take a look.

"I'm making porridge. You work so hard every day, so I wanted to make a good breakfast so you can sleep a little longer." Kasha explained.

"It's okay, I have plenty of energy every day."

Charlotte felt a warmth in his heart, knowing that he hadn't slept at all last night, so the idea of sleeping a little longer didn't apply to him.

This pot of plain porridge may appear simple, but it should be quite a challenge for Kasha since the sea clan had no concept of cooking before coming to the clinic. It was only after she arrived here that she gradually adapted to cooked food.

"It's something a maid should do, so please teach me well," Kasha said seriously.

"Teach...teach you?" Charlotte raised an eyebrow, suddenly realizing something.

"You mean, you want to learn how to cook?"

Kasha nodded obediently, "Yes if I learn, I can cook for all of you three meals a day."

Charlotte thought for a moment and agreed, "Okay, starting from today, you can learn while I cook."

Since Kasha wanted to learn to cook, he had no reason not to teach her. This way, when he wasn't at home, she and Vivian wouldn't have to rely solely on bread for meals.

"Just plain porridge might seem a bit tasteless without pickled vegetables. How about adding some beef and making it into beef porridge? We can buy some radishes this afternoon to pickle and eat with the porridge."

Charlotte took out a piece of leftover beef from the ice cellar in the corner and started teaching Kasha how to cook the porridge.

Kasha stood by attentively, learning like a diligent student.

"The beef porridge is made by Kasha? It's so delicious!" Vivian praised it several times while drinking the porridge, and her actions proved her words as she drank five whole bowls.

"It's what Master taught me..." Kasha's face blushed, but her joy couldn't be hidden in her eyes.

"Kasha is very talented. I was just assisting. It won't be long before I can just focus on eating." Charlotte also smiled and drank an extra bowl of porridge.

After breakfast, the three of them went downstairs, and the busy business hours began once again.

After the peak morning rush, all the patients who had appointments were gone, and those waiting outside were diabetes patients.

Fat Tiger and Billy entered the clinic with laughter. These two had reconnected and had developed a good relationship, sharing their common illness.

The other patients were of various ages, all having been alerted by Fat Tiger's message.

Among them was a young man who looked quite weathered, holding the hand of a little girl.

The young man was probably around thirty years old, but his face appeared weary. Deep lines surrounded his eyes and forehead, making him seem experienced. He wore a washed-out shirt covered in patches that couldn't protect him from the morning chill of the season.

The little girl he held, Connie, was the youngest patient in the diabetes group. Even so, she was already eight years old. However, due to chronic malnutrition and the weight loss caused by diabetes, she appeared to be only four or five years old.

"Eileen sister, Kasha sister, Doctor Charlotte." As soon as Connie entered, she greeted everyone cheerily, her little face showing a smile that revealed a set of white and orderly teeth.

"Yes, Connie, be good." Vivian smiled and went over to touch Connie's head before conjuring up candy in her hand and handing it to her.

"Wow, Eileen sister, can you do magic?! That's amazing!" The little one's eyes sparkled with excitement, holding the beautifully packaged candy in disbelief as she took it from Vivian's hand.

"That's right, when you grow up, sister will teach you magic, okay?" Vivian smiled and said.

"Okay, okay. Connie will grow up quickly and learn magic from sister." Connie nodded her small head, her face filled with a happy smile.

Seeing the happy Connie, even Marin, who had a melancholic face, finally smiled a little.

Charlotte saw that everyone had arrived and asked aloud, "I have an announcement to make. Starting today, the price of insulin will be lowered to 100 copper coins per vial. I have also acquired the customized syringes, so you can buy a month's supply of injections and administer them at home instead of coming to the clinic every day."

There was silence in the clinic for a while as everyone looked at Charlotte with a mix of astonishment and delight.

Especially Marin, who appeared stunned at first but quickly revealed a delighted expression, his hands even trembling uncontrollably.

"Father, does that mean we can now afford to give ten injections for the price of what used to be one?" Connie, looking up, asked in a small voice.

"One hundred copper coins per injection? Doctor, are you saying that starting today, we only need to spend 100 copper coins for each insulin injection instead of 1000 copper coins?" Fat Tiger asked incredulously.

"Why such a sudden and significant price reduction?" Billy also looked surprised.

Everyone's gaze shifted to Charlotte, wanting to confirm the news once again.

Charlotte smiled and explained, "My partner, Miss Eileen, believes that the high price of insulin creates a tremendous burden for all of you. After discussing it, we decided to lower the price. Yes, you heard correctly. It's now 100 copper coins per vial."

Everyone's eyes turned to Vivian, filled with gratitude.

Vivian, too, was momentarily stunned, not expecting Charlotte to shift the credit onto her. However, she soon smiled and nodded, saying, "I hope you can live a healthy life, with dignity, as an ordinary person should. That was our original intention in inventing insulin."

"Eileen, you are so amazing." Connie looked at Vivian with gratitude, her eyes becoming teary.

"Doctors, Eileen miss, you are truly incredible." Fat Tiger also expressed his gratitude.

One thousand copper coins a day was still manageable for him, but he was keenly aware that not everyone in the room could afford it. In the later stages, inevitably, some people would have to interrupt their treatment due to financial issues.

But now, Charlotte had lowered the price of insulin from 1000 copper coins to 100 copper coins, meaning that the vast majority of patients could afford the medication.

Billy wore a pensive expression.

"Alright, now I'm going to demonstrate the injection method using the new syringe. You must learn to self-inject to take the insulin vials home and administer the injections yourself."

Charlotte took out a set of glass syringes with steel needles and a bottle of insulin injectable liquid. He grabbed Fat Tiger as a demonstration model and taught everyone how to administer the insulin injections.

Everyone gathered in a circle, learning attentively.

The new syringes were very user-friendly, and administering insulin injections was already a simple process. Soon, everyone expressed that they had mastered it.

A set of syringes with needles cost 50 copper coins, and Charlotte didn't take any profit from it, offering them at a cost price to each person.

Everyone ordered a 30-day supply, which, after the price reduction, meant they could now buy what used to be three days' worth of injections for an entire month. They no longer had to stay at the abyss every day to get their injections; they could now administer them at home.

Everyone expressed their gratitude to Charlotte and Vivian.

Marin knelt and kowtowed to Charlotte and Vivian three times in gratitude. After Charlotte helped him up, this once-troubled man had a face full of gratitude as he said, "Thank you for saving my daughter."

"Doctors, thank you." Connie also expressed her gratitude.

"You're welcome." Charlotte smiled and said.

"After you go back, be sure to eat well and grow up obediently. When you come to get your medicine next time, sister will measure if you've grown taller." Vivian patted the little one's head and smiled, "If you've grown taller, sister will teach you a little magic trick."

"That's a deal, okay?" Connie extended her pinky finger.

"A deal." Vivian extended her finger and linked it with Connie's little finger.

Marin collected the medicine, carried Connie on his back, and bid farewell to everyone.

Connie waved her hands at everyone, saying, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Vivian walked to the door and sent her off. When she turned around, her eyes were red.

The patients left one by one with their medicine, their faces filled with smiles of hope for life.

"Anything else?" Charlotte was about to go upstairs to cook when he saw Billy, who had stayed behind and asked with some confusion.

"Yes, there's something I'd like to discuss with you, Doctor." Billy nodded.

"Go ahead." Charlotte looked at him.

"I admire the act of lowering the price of insulin to 100 copper coins. As a beneficiary of insulin, I also want to do something to promote its use."

Billy said sincerely, "I hope you can authorize me to promote and sell insulin. I would purchase it from you in bulk for 100 copper coins and sell it to others at the same price. I can use the channels of the Calva Trading Association to promote it on a large scale. What do you think?"