Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World

Chapter 85: Are You Two Gay?

Roland Duru's reputation had reached Charlotte's ears long ago. As the eldest son of the Duru family and the designated heir, Roland was also the director of the Duru Medical Hall.

He was considered talented and accomplished at a young age, and his skills in reincarnation magic were top-notch.

Apart from being the heir of the Duru family, Roland was also a senior healing mage.

Back when Charlotte became a senior mage at the age of twenty, he was hailed as a once-in-a-century genius. Before that, Roland was his senior at the Calva Medical Academy.

In a way, they could be considered as fellow disciples.

However, why would the eldest son of the Duru family suddenly come knocking on his door?

"Dr. Charlotte, I've heard a lot about you," Roland said, getting out of the carriage and approaching Charlotte with his right hand extended.

"Senior Roland, it's a pleasure to meet you," Charlotte shook his hand and smiled.

Since the other party showed goodwill, he didn't mind getting closer.

The Duru family controlled most of the imports of Abyssal products and had considerable economic strength, as evidenced by their ownership of two medical halls.

It was better to be friends with someone like that than to have them as an enemy.

"I came here today to talk to you about something. Can we sit down inside?" Roland asked in a gentle voice.

Charlotte couldn't figure out his intentions, but it was clear that Roland didn't want others to hear their conversation. He gestured to the side and said, "I was planning to repair the house after it was robbed last night. Please come in."

Roland entered the clinic.

Buddy nodded slightly at him as a gesture of acknowledgement, then exited the clinic and closed the door behind him.

"It seems that you have a good relationship with Diana," Roland said with a smile.

"As a tenant who pays rent on time, it's hard for people to dislike me," Charlotte replied with a smile. "Apologies for the small clinic."

"Though small, it's well-equipped. Junior, you are being modest," Roland looked around the clinic, his gaze falling on the shelves filled with potionsrows of small glass bottles containing various colored potions of different types.

"Moreover, you successfully treated Miss Ruth's abdominal pain, giving us medical halls a valuable lesson," Roland casually walked towards the shelves, staring at the small potion bottles. "You have quite a variety of potions here."

"Without magic, I can only rely on potions. It's just a small skill, nothing that impresses a senior like you," Charlotte observed Roland. Did this guy come all the way here just to brag about their businesses?

He must have heard about the appendectomy he performed on Ruth. Although Charlotte wanted to promote the surgery, he also worried that if the Medical Association got wind of it, they might come after him. Those old bastards in their fancy white robes were nothing but schemers.

Saving a forsaken person through surgery made quite a splash.

Or perhaps, Roland came today for this very reason? To keep her quiet?

"Are there any potions here that can cure magical drug addiction?" Roland turned around, looked at Charlotte, and lowered his voice.

A hint of surprise flashed in Charlotte's eyes, but he didn't show any sign of it on his face. He chuckled, "Is there such a good thing in this world?"

"I used to be skeptical too, but last night, I saved a father and daughter of the Deerfolk," Roland smiled faintly. "Perhaps, you might know them."

"Ivan and his daughter," Charlotte's heart sank. It was evident that Ivan and his daughter, who had to flee last night, were the ones saved by Roland.

The good news was that they were still alive.

The bad news was that it seemed Ivan had sold his out.

It wasn't hard to understand. Roland was an experienced physician and could easily see Ivan's condition. A severe magical drug addict who didn't experience withdrawal symptoms was enough to raise suspicion.

While Charlotte was still contemplating how to respond, Roland had already deduced the answer from his expression.

"They used to praise you as a once-in-a-century genius physician, but now it seems you're a once-in-a-millennium genius alchemist," Roland praised sincerely.

Charlotte sighed inwardly. At this point, there was no point in avoiding the topic.

Looking at the nobleman before him, his mind raced, contemplating how to bring him on board and add fuel to the destruction of the Jason family.

"Carol wants to kill me," Charlotte blurted out without any preamble.

"That potion is a great tool," Roland replied, also deflecting the question.

"Come inside, let's talk in detail," Charlotte walked into the study.

Roland followed him inside, casually closing the door. He got straight to the point, "With Diana protecting you, Carol can't touch you for now. But if you want to take action against the Jason family, perhaps we can cooperate."

"I've already discussed a partnership with Diana last night, so I'm afraid I can't make that decision," Charlotte shook his head slightly.

"I can talk to Diana personally about that, but I need one thing from you as a guarantee. Are you planning to use the potion to make money or to bring down the Jason family?" Roland looked into Charlotte's eyes.

"If it were you, what would you choose?" Charlotte countered.

"If the potion is used for making money, it can indeed bring in a lot of profit," Roland's tone was calm but firm. "But I prefer to see it as a tool to bring down the thoroughly wicked Jason family and save countless people in the lower strata, just like that father and daughter of the Deerfolk."

Charlotte looked at Roland in silence for a long time before slowly extending his right hand. "It seems we can discuss the details of our cooperation."

The hands of the two men tightly grasped each other.

Half an hour later, Roland left the clinic.

Charlotte emerged from the study with a radiant face, feeling a sense of relief throughout his body.

The healing magic of an advanced mage was indeed more effective than that of an intermediate mage.

All the visible and hidden injuries on his body had completely disappeared, and his physical condition had been fully restored.

No wonder healing mages were so popular. With this recovery ability by his side, it was like having a super support.

Charlotte had made up his mind to properly nurture Vivian.

The girl had been slacking off lately and hadn't been practicing magic. When would she break through to become an advanced mage at this rate?

Sitting in the carriage heading back to the mansion, Charlotte was in a good mood.

Roland's addition undoubtedly made their alliance stronger.

However, the specific details of their cooperation would have to be discussed with Diana to finalize the ultimate plan to bring down Jason, the local boss.

During the journey, Buddy didn't inquire about Roland, but Charlotte knew that Diana might have already received the news.

The carriage entered the estate, and Charlotte lifted a corner of the curtain to survey the luxurious mansion.

It was too dark last night to see anything clearly.

In the center stood a majestic white hall, with a sculpture of a nine-tailed fox in front of it.

The carriage circled around the square, and on both sides of the cobblestone road, lush trees provided shade. Among the flower beds and tree shadows, there were luxurious villas.

Most importantly, the thick mist that couldn't be dispelled in the Abyss seemed to thin out here. When he looked up, he could even vaguely see the sky.

Sunlight bathed the estate, with trees providing shade, and golden chrysanthemums in full bloom.