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.

the clinic staff,

saw him this

he’s needed. And when he’s not needed, he

director quickly looked for the scabby man after cursing a

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

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

dirty thing. It took me a while to

matter?” the scabby man could not

but tossed ten

glimmered instantly. “Can… Can… Can… Can pigs fly now? Sir, why are you giving me

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

“What is it?”

the scabby man what he needed to do, yet the scabby man’s face was already full of

looked disgusted. “What’s the