The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

“The five of you are decent doctors. How can there be a disease that the five of you can’t diagnose even after working together?”

“Let’s go. Show me!”

Slightly more curious about the patient they were talking about, Jagoan said after looking at the five apprentices before him.

“Yes, yes. Dr. Lennon, this way, please!”

The five led the way, waking past the patients still waiting for treatment in the clinic.

“These patients are still waiting. I only need one of you to lead the way. The rest can continue treating the other patients,” Jagoan glanced at the line of patients in the clinic and said to the five.

Hearing that, there was a hint of disappointment in the apprentices’ eyes, but they did not say anything more. Four remained in the hall to continue treating patients, while the remaining one went toward the back with Jagoan.

Looking at the apprentice leading the way, Jagoan asked,” Morgan, can you tell me about the patient’s symptoms first?”

he looks pale and weak. But red spots will appear on his chest at night.

about the patient’s condition, Morgan Wadkins seemed a little shaken up. It

did not ask any

Morgan, Jagoan soon met the patient whose

was a middle-aged man in his 40s.

Morgan had said before, there was nothing wrong with the man

and asked, “Cough cough! Dr. Wadkins, you came. Did you

man’s eyes, Morgan only felt frustrated. As a doctor, he had failed to

Quartz, about

finish his sentence, Mr. Quartz, lying in his hospital bed,

new clinic with a miracle doctor in Ocean City, so I thought of taking a chance. Even internationally

look of relief flashed across

figure out what was wrong with Mr. Quartz, and it was not the five apprentices’ fault that

how can they be blamed for being unable to treat the patient? Do you think you can accept not being able to do anything because