The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The clinic director looked at the empty clinic lobby with dismay.

“Strange, why is it so quiet today?”

The staff in charge of the reception replied, “Sir, there’s a new traditional medicine center not far from us, and it’s very busy right now.”

“A traditional medicine center like ours?” The clinic director raised his eyebrows.

“Gosh, stealing our business? That’s bad…” The clinic director muttered and immediately came up with an idea.

“Yes, put up a banner, saying it’s to celebrate my mother’s 80th birthday. As for the price, we’ll lose some money temporarily and offer the same price as the other clinic.”

The people here immediately carried out the orders per the clinic director’s suggestion. Even so, there was little success. Not many came, and Sean’s clinic was still bustling with people.

The clinic director gritted his teeth when he saw that. “Damn it, it’s all the same price. Why would these people wait in line to get to that new place?”

Suddenly, a better idea occurred to him.

director asked the clinic staff, “Have

front of the cashier nodded. “I saw him this morning, I think

that stinking beggar disappears when he’s needed. And when he’s not

quickly looked for the scabby man after

It was quite disgusting, and you could smell the stench from a

the clinic director’s eyes, and the clinic director covered his nose and mouth

me a while to

scabby man could not help

but tossed ten banknotes to the

“Can… Can… Can… Can pigs

for you for no reason?” The clinic director sneered. “Do something for me after

“What is it?”

simply told the scabby man what he needed to do, yet the scabby

clinic director looked disgusted. “What’s the matter? Are