Penicillin

After the gunshot, less than three minutes passed before the sound of galloping hooves could be heard approaching.

Leading the charge was Knight Captain Hant, who had advanced to Silver Knight. Following him were knights from the barracks, nearly twenty in total, all arriving on horseback. At first glance, their momentum was incredibly imposing.

Claire glanced back and saw Kellan following closely behind Hant. She could clearly feel that he was very different from before.

He's advanced to Apprentice Knight? Claire thought to herself.

Seeing Claire looking at him, Kellan offered an embarrassed smile.

"Dismount!" Hant shouted loudly.

Over twenty knights dismounted their warhorses in unison. Their feet landed on the ground with a single, unified sound.

Hant stepped forward and knelt on one knee. "Lord! We rushed over as soon as we heard the gunshots."

Hearing this, Doctor Moses, who had initially thought he saw saviors, felt his heart turn to ash. He stared blankly at Claire. He never imagined that this elegantly dressed young man would be the Viscount! He had thought he was an outsider doctor coming to steal his business.

"My Lord Viscount, you've been wronged!" Moses cried out, reaching out to grab Claire's leg.

"Vine Spell!" Claire shifted her hand and cast a basic magic spell. Green vines instantly whipped Moses several meters away.

Moses collapsed on the ground, feeling aches all over, and let out a wail.

Seeing this, Hant, though he didn't understand what had happened, knew his target was clear. He waved his hand and said, "Tie that guy up!"

Two knights from behind stepped out and, as if grabbing a chick, immediately hoisted Moses up.

Claire nodded in satisfaction. "Take him away. I'll deal with him after I've finished here."

"Yes, sir!"

Just as Hant was about to order the knights to take Moses away, a discordant voice sounded.

A stout, pale, and chubby man with a small mustache ran over, panting, "My Lord Viscount, please wait!"

Claire's lips curved slightly upward. "Baron Eugene."

Baron Eugene stopped about two meters in front of Claire, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and took deep breaths.

This short distance had been half a month's worth of exercise for him. If it weren't for the commotion at his clinic and those knights riding over, he wouldn't have come all this way.

"What is it, Baron Eugene?" Claire asked, feigning ignorance.

"Uh… can we talk in private?" Baron Eugene glanced around. Many civilians were already gathered, watching the commotion.

Claire followed him to a corner, as if they were about to make some shady deal.

"My Lord Viscount, this clinic is my property. Could you, for my sake, let him off? I can… pay you some money," Baron Eugene said casually. In his mind, even if Claire didn't spare Moses for his sake, she would for the money.

"What!" Claire suddenly took a few steps back and shouted loudly, "You want me to let this quack go! Do you know how many people he's killed?"

The surrounding civilians immediately became excited. There was a show to watch.

Claire continued to shout, "Do you know that his treatment methods can lead to a patient's miserable death? Patients who weren't that seriously ill end up half-crippled or dead after his treatment. I've been to the royal capital, and the doctors there don't treat patients like this." As Claire said, the medical standards in this world were not weak. It was just that Nafu City was too backward, allowing quacks like Moses to become doctors.

Claire was shouting very loudly, as if afraid the onlookers wouldn't hear. Baron Eugene's face was filled with embarrassment, and he spread his hands, hoping Claire would lower her voice.

"My Lord Viscount, please be quieter," Baron Eugene whispered.

Claire chuckled inwardly and questioned, "Baron Eugene! You want me to let him go, did you instruct him to do this, disregarding human lives for your own profit?"

At this moment, Baron Eugene was sweating more profusely than he had from running. The sweat dripping down his neck almost soaked his collar. He glanced at the surrounding crowd and felt as if they were about to devour him.

"No, no! It's not like that!" Baron Eugene immediately distanced himself. "I haven't been to this clinic in a long time. I had no idea he would do something like this. Fortunately, Your Lordship discovered he was a quack, otherwise, I would still be in the dark!"

Hearing this, Moses' face turned ashen. Even Baron Eugene had given up on him, so who else could save him?

"My Lord Viscount! I support you. Hurry and take this quack away!" Baron Eugene urged, afraid Moses would implicate him.

After all, if Moses was taken away, he could just find a new doctor. Whether they were skilled in medicine wouldn't matter. Since there was only one clinic in the entire Nafu City, the common folk couldn't afford to find priests from the church to cast healing spells, so they could only come to his clinic.

"I knew Baron Eugene wasn't that kind of person. It seems I misunderstood you just now," Claire said with a smile, patting his shoulder appreciatively.

Baron Eugene also forced a smile, inwardly cursing Claire countless times. He wasn't an idiot; he could tell Claire was doing this deliberately.

Claire waved her hand, instructing Knight Captain Hant and his men to seal up this black clinic.

This made Eugene anxious again. "My Lord Viscount, what are you doing?"

"Sealing it. It doesn't meet the standards for a hospital at all. Also, all the money the quack has extorted must be confiscated," Claire said with a smile.

"What? Does Baron Eugene have a problem with that?"

At this moment, Baron Eugene's teeth were about to shatter. This clinic was the source of one-tenth of his wealth. He couldn't possibly be content with it being confiscated like this.

Furthermore, this year's income hadn't been collected yet. There were at least five to six hundred gold coins inside. Yes, monopolies were that profitable.

However, after glancing at the surrounding knights, he could only swallow his anger.

He said word for word, "No problem!"

"That's good," Claire turned and said loudly to the surrounding crowd, "From now on, any hospital or clinic that opens must be registered at the Viscount's mansion! Without a certain level of medical skill, you won't be granted a license. Otherwise, what do we do when a quack like this kills a patient?"

"Long live the Viscount!"

"Long live the Viscount!"

The crowd outside cheered enthusiastically, extremely excited.

But Baron Eugene felt as if Claire's words were directed at him. He could open another clinic in a different part of Nafu City if this one were shut down, but Claire's statement had completely blocked his escape route.

After sealing the clinic, a few knight guards were left to prevent anyone from damaging the property.

Claire mounted her horse and had Regan, who had just arrived, help Yuna and her mother into the carriage.

"Let's go! Back to the Viscount's mansion!" Claire called out loudly.

As she spoke, she glanced back at Baron Eugene, who was clenching his fists tightly. She could even see the hatred in his eyes.

But what did it matter? Claire didn't care. If she hadn't been worried about provoking a collective rebellion from all the nobles and major merchants in Nafu City, which would have disrupted the city's normal operations, she would have arrested him on the spot today.

Dealing with the nobles wasn't urgent; it needed to be a gradual process.

Slowly, like boiling a frog in warm water, she would cut off all their tentacles in Nafu City without them even realizing it. By then, she could make her move against them.

After helping Yuna's mother into a guest room, Claire turned and headed into the basement.

This illness couldn't be cured by a Basic Healing Potion; those were for external wounds. When it came to treating illnesses affecting the body, the best was the Holy Light Healing technique from the Church of Light. That was how they made their living, followed by healing magic from other schools.

However, for a simple case of sepsis, there was no need to involve the church's priests. Claire, as the successor to communism, couldn't stand listening to priests muttering "Believe in my Lord" incessantly.

Upon entering the basement, Yuna waited anxiously outside, occasionally running to the basement entrance to check, then running back to her mother's bedside.

Half an hour later, Claire emerged holding a tube of transparent liquid. This was the "Penicillin" that had been famous in her past life. If you didn't know it by that name, perhaps another name was more well-known: "Penicillin," often seen in war films.

It was an antibiotic that could directly destroy bacterial cell walls and was very effective in treating diseases like sepsis. Although there was a chance of allergic reaction without a skin test, the probability was extremely low, almost zero. Another drawback was that widespread use could increase bacterial resistance, making penicillin less effective. This was a bloody lesson from her past life.

However, Claire didn't plan to use it on a large scale; healing Yuna's mother was enough.

After administering the dose, Claire gave Yuna a half-day off to take good care of her mother here.

I'll be recommended next week. I hope everyone can support me. Thank you!