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.

staff, “Have you seen the scabby

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

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

director quickly looked for the scabby man after cursing a

covered in filthy pustules. It was quite disgusting, and you could smell the stench from a

man appeared in the clinic director’s eyes, and the clinic director covered

It took me a while

scabby man could not help

nothing but tossed ten banknotes to the scabby

eyes glimmered instantly. “Can… Can… Can… Can

I look for you for no reason?” The clinic

“What is it?”

to do, yet the

expression, the clinic director looked disgusted. “What’s the matter? Are you unwilling