“Where am I going to sleep today?” said Han devastated as he stood in a corner sulking.  

If Sophie had a body, she would be facepalming her forehead in frustration. [The Host has forgotten that this building has 3 stories]. 

‘Oh!’ Han’s face brightened up as he heard Sophie. “My bad, I will be going upstairs now,” he said chuckling. Han climbed the same floating white stairs to the 3rd floor. 

Han’s eyes widened in surprise as he looked at his room. “You’re the best, Sophie,” he said with gratitude. 

[…] 

There was a queen size white platform bed with a marble nightstand beside it. There was another study table against the wall. But the best thing about the room was the patio and its view. On the patio, there were several chairs and tables for dining. The thing that made the patio stand out the most was its crystal blue ocean view. Birds chirped a calming melody, just standing there made Han excited. 

Han came back inside the room and locked the patio glass doors. After coming back inside, Han noticed another door right beside his bed which had ‘Bathroom,’ written on it. Finding the door, Han immediately went inside and saw that it had all the facilities a 21st-century bathroom would. 

As Han walked out of the bathroom he jumped on his comfortable bed and thought about everything he had been through today and the Clinic. “Sophie, do you or the system like the color white or marble? Because all the interior is mostly white,” he said chuckling.  

Sophie rolled her imaginary eyes. 

“Anyways, I have an important question, Sophie. What about the cost of all the medications and procedures I am going to provide the patients with? Do not tell me everything is free, but realistically thinking I doubt it would be possible since the Clinic cannot develop without money,” said Han.  

[Host, your Hunch is correct. Every medication and procedure will have a price attached to it but there might be some cases or missions in the future where you might have to treat a patient for free.]  

Han nodded superficially, but internally he could hear gold coins clattering in his hands. ‘Don’t you dare think I will treat someone for free? I am not a hero going around saving everyone for nothing,’ it might seem harsh, but his previous experience had traumatized him... 

Han is extremely sensitive about the topic of money since this was an item he lacked in his previous life. It haunted him all his life and made his life difficult since he had to pay off medical school debts but, in this life, he had no debts and was free to spend however he wanted. Which is why in this life he was going to earn money like a mafia. 

[Since I have some doubts regarding the Host’s sincerity, I will be posting a chart with all the prices on the wall of the 2nd floor] 

Han shrugged since he could not do anything about it. Yawning, he took a turn on his bed feeling sleepy. “Wake me up, Sophie,” he whispered as his eyes closed. He had been tired from all the walking and traveling, he could not even sleep properly but today he was going to get the best sleep. 

The Next Day, In the Morning. From the patio sounds of birds chirping woke Han up. 

Han stretched and yawned on his bed as he went to the bathroom to freshen up. 

A Few Minutes Later, Han walked outside the bathroom feeling fresh. His white teeth shone brightly, his brown hair that came down to his ears was nicely kept and his clear face radiated brightness. 

“Now, where is my white coat?” said Han sliding a hand through his light brown hair.  

[…] 

Hearing no response from Sophie made Han nervous. “Give me one right now. How can I be called a physician without a white coat with my name on it,” he demanded. 

[The Host needs to search the clinic better since some equipment was stored in the closet on the 2nd floor] 

“W-wait, there is a closet. How come I never saw it!” said Han. “Sophie you just opened the closet didn’t you,” he said glaring toward an empty wall. 

[…] 

“How sneaky, Sophie,” said Han as he ran downstairs to the 2nd floor, the Clinic, and saw the door next to ‘Medications & Instruments’, had become a closet.  

Sighing, Han opened the door and saw his white coat hanging there on a hook, but he also saw various, blue-colored baskets. He looked in them curiously to find bandages, alcohol, etc. “You forgot to give me these items, right? That is why it is there next to my coat. Instead of just placing them there without my knowledge could you just tell me before?” said Han as he walked out of the closet. 

[Host, noted] 

On the 2nd floor, Han also noticed a new chart posted on the wall. As Han read this, he realized that this was the work of Sophie since she said she would make a chart for the costs of the procedures and medications in the clinic. 

“Well, for now, I will go down and wait for a patient to walk in. I hope there is no major surgery today since right now I do not have everything needed for surgery in the clinic. Though I am happy I do not have to worry about diagnosing since I have a skill for that,” said Han as he walked down the stairs. 

Han walked towards the receptionist's table and sat there waiting for his rich patient. 

Meanwhile, A Few Kilometers Away. Outside the Warzone. 

A man wearing ripped clothes with a silver sword attached to his waist ran through the forest in between the trees, he breathed heavily barely hanging onto his life. Suddenly he felt immense pain in his hand, he stopped looking at the severe burn on his hand. The whole upper layer of his skin had been burned and his whole hand had turned pink.  

‘I must get to an Alchemist or a Physician anything works. I must survive no matter what to take revenge against that fire bastard,’ he thought as he started running again trying to find a way to survive.  

The man did not know for how long he had been running; he wanted to faint any moment now, but hope flashed before his eyes as he started to see the trees clearing and a street leading somewhere. He thought this street would lead to the city, that is why he hurriedly walked on it. 

After walking on the street for a few minutes, a magnificent building came into his sight. Tears almost welled up in the prideful man’s eyes as he read the name of the building. 

“Miracle Clinic,” he whispered as he grabbed the glass handles to open the door. But before he could ask for help, he fainted on the doorstep of the clinic. 

A young man wearing a white coat arrived next to the man. “My first patient,” said Han smiling as he dragged the man inside his clinic.