Someone Filed A Complaint Against My Pharmacy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

“Are you talking about a special medicine that costs only five hundred dollars? Could it even save anyone? I’m sure it’s just fake medicine!” The moment I stepped into the pharmacy, I heard a young man in a black puffer jacket standing in front of the medicine cabinet, saying such outrageous things while holding a box of medicine. My shop attendant cast him a glance before saying, “There’s a QR code on the box. You can use it to verify if it’s genuine.”The long queue of patients and their family members waiting to buy their own medicine started snapping at him to hurry up. “If you’re not going to buy any medicine, stop standing there and wasting our time! We need to buy medicine!”Peter Lorde huffed and threw the medicine box on the floor before grumbling, “If it’s cheap, it’s no good. I can’t believe you’d dare buy this. Aren’t you worried about getting sick from it?”The moment he finished speaking, everyone fell silent. The other people queuing up to buy medicine exchang

I had received a message. When I opened it, I found that it was a message from Peter. [It doesn’t feel good to be insulted and betrayed, does it, Mr. Zimmerman? Are these ungrateful traitors really worth you insisting on selling the medicine for cheap? I suggest you think about working with my hospital.]I stared at the phone. Before my rage and sorrow faded away, I suddenly heard loud knocking on my door. I looked at the pharmacy’s pulled-down roller shutter. After all, how could I still be in the mood to open my pharmacy for business when I had been insulted this way? I had closed down shop a long time ago. Suddenly, Peter’s voice pierced through the thick roller shutter. “You scammer, don’t just hide in there and stay silent! I know you’re in there! Come out here and solve this problem!”With a scowl, I pulled up the roller shutter to argue with Peter, only to find patients surrounding the pharmacy. They were not here to buy medicine. They were here to demand an explan

But when they were inside, all they saw were shelves filled with snacks, drinks, and laundry detergent. They were stunned. Upon seeing the pharmacy replaced with a mini market, a flash of glee appeared briefly in Peter’s eyes. Then, he pretended to be shocked and covered his mouth as he stared at the supermarket. But the patients and their families looked like they had been petrified. They stood stiffly in place with their mouths hung open as they stared at the mini market in front of them in disbelief. It had everything but the special medicine that kept them alive. “What’s going on? Where’s the medicine? Where’s the pharmacy?”An old woman with graying hair pointed at the mini market’s signboard with a trembling finger. Her voice was filled with anxiety. Peter also pretended to be angry. With a red face, he rushed further into the mini market and looked around fiercely before finally settling his gaze on me while I sat behind the cashier counter and checked my account

[Mr. Zimmerman is a good man. He was doing so much good! We’re all people who can’t afford such expensive medicine, but he gave us a way to live. But he has stopped selling medicine. What are we supposed to do now? Those who denounced him together with Peter Lorde and those who assaulted him, don’t you have a conscience?]Such posts started appearing here and there, though they soon vanished beneath other comments. They still started to change the public’s opinion, though. The fatal blow came from Ruth. The woman who had said that she lost clumps of her hair after taking the medicine I sold uploaded an apology video on a new account at midnight. In the video, she cried until her eyes were swollen and admitted that she had lied because Peter had tempted her into going against her conscience. “Peter had approached me and said that he would give me two thousand dollars if I went online and said that there was something wrong with Mr. Zimmerman’s medicine. “He said that I could

I stared at her calmly and said nothing. I had done a kind thing for this woman, yet she betrayed me for two thousand dollars. I just could not summon any desire to talk to her. My silence caused her even greater unease, and an unnatural flush appeared on her cheeks. She nudged her son and whispered, “Quick, greet Mr. Zimmerman.”“Hello, Mr. Zimmerman,” the boy whispered after shivering for a bit. I still said nothing and only stared at her as I waited for her to tell me why she was here. Ruth fisted the hem of her shirt as I continued staring at her. Then, all of a sudden, she started crying. “Mr. Zimmerman, I’m sorry. I really know that I’ve done wrong now. I was blinded by lies and shouldn’t have said those things about you.”While she sobbed, she repeated her apology incoherently. “Did you see the apology video I posted later?”“I did,” I replied calmly. The video was indeed one of the crucial factors behind why public opinion changed later, but that did not chan