The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Outside Optimus Clinic, a man in a cap stepped into an empty comer to make a phone call.

“Mr. Lake, the Carver family has admitted Michael into Optimus Clinic. It’s been ten minutes, and there’s still no activity at Optimus Clinic,” The man quickly muttered.

Then, the man nodded repeatedly and replied, “Yes, yes, I understand. I’m watching here. If anything happens, I’ll inform you immediately!”

After hanging up the phone, the man returned to Optimus Clinic, disguised as a patient. However, he kept looking into Optimus Clinic, constantly observing the situation inside.

“It’s your turn. What’s your problem?”

The patients in front of the man finished their treatment at some point.

The sudden sound startled the man. He hurriedly withdrew his gaze and looked at the doctor before him.

of the five, he was only the third

at the man in front of him and

him was perfectly normal in every aspect. Justin could not tell what disease the man was

scalp tingling under Justin’s gaze, the man quickly said, “Well… Doctor…

let

Justin nodded understandingly.

Clinic. It turned out that he had such a problem. Such a problem was indeed humiliating to a man, and it was not

least three or four patients with your problem every day. This is a minor issue. I’ll prescribe medicine for you. Go back and take the medicine. If it doesn’t work, you can come to me again.” Justin deliberately kept his voice low, not wanting

People say the Optimus Clinic is staffed with miracle doctors. I didn’t

mention. They’re just titles. Take this prescription and fill it there.” Justin shook his head with a smile, handing the man