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.

asked the clinic staff, “Have

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

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

quickly looked for the scabby man after

pustules. It was quite disgusting, and

director’s eyes, and the clinic director

dirty thing. It took me

the matter?” the scabby man could not

tossed ten banknotes to the

man’s eyes glimmered instantly. “Can… Can… Can… Can pigs

I look for you for no reason?” The clinic director sneered. “Do something for

“What is it?”

the scabby man what he needed to do,

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