A Story of Alcohol's Hazards(2)

Helen muttered

"your gloom ?you only grieve when you

dong't have enough liguor,don't you?"

It's no wonder that Helen got angry.

Bacchus ,her husband,was always steeped in liquor.

There was no time when he didn't have a red face .

Helen spoke angrily with him ,but she worried about his

health more than anyone else did.

One day,Helen called a doctor she knew well.

"Dr.Domitoris Hippocrates ,my husband Bacchus has been drinking

too much .His tummy looks like a beer barrel.

Would you please come to our house to see him?"

After a short while .Dr.Hippocrates came to the forest.

"I am not sick at all.

I can drink alcohol and not worry about anything .

I have no need of a doctor!"

He protested.

As he stood up,his rotund body shook and growled .

"Here,doctor ,look at me.

I'm very healthy anyway you look at me!"