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These are the only "medical" limits set by Argan, a notorious hypochondriac.
He strings together clysters, enemas and other purgations to cure his imaginary illnesses, and even plans to marry his daughter to a doctor, because as he says with honest silliness: "It is for myself that I give her a doctor husband! And a good-natured daughter must be delighted to marry what is useful to her papa's health".
Every one of us knows an Argan, perhaps we are even a bit like him ourselves? Let us laugh together at our own shortcomings!