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

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

needed. And when he’s not needed, he keeps showing up in front of us. What

clinic director quickly looked for the scabby

scabby man was covered in filthy pustules. It was quite disgusting, and

eyes, and the clinic director covered his nose and mouth

thing. It took me

the matter?” the scabby man could

said nothing but tossed ten banknotes

man’s eyes glimmered instantly. “Can… Can… Can… Can pigs fly now? Sir,

The clinic director sneered. “Do something for me after taking

“What is it?”

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

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