Reborn Craftsman

Chapter 759 Retribution
Taking over the commissary requires a lot of preparation, so from this moment on, she has to work hard.

Sikong Lei looked at Tang Tang who was going away and shook his head: "Liu Xing, I still think the snacks sold by Wang Zhongyu are a hidden danger, why don't I take someone to the dormitory to search, hoping to stop some things that shouldn't happen."

"Go!" Liu Xing nodded in agreement.

"Yeah" Sikong Lei turned and left.

Li Dawei looked at Liu Xing: "Shall we go to the hall for a few drinks? Anyway, it's almost time for dinner?"

"Okay!" Liu Xing walked with Li Dawei towards Zhushen's office building.

……

In a flash, it was the day when school started.

Sikong Lei wanted to maintain order in Jigong Mountain.

So I didn't drive Liu Xing off.

But Liu Xing didn't care about this at all.

Instead, he greeted Lin Wuxie, and rode a motorcycle to the No. Middle School to report.

As for his younger sister Peanut and younger brother Liu Hang, they are naturally taken care of by someone specially assigned to study, so he is not worried at all.

September of seemed to be hotter than in previous years.

However, Liu Xing didn't care, because as a reborn person, he already knew that Qiuhuo was hotter than the dog days, but it wouldn't last long.

There are basically no classes in the first few days of school.

So Liu Xing came back before four o'clock every day.

On September rd.

Liu Xing returned to Jigong Mountain as usual.

I was going to see if Little Peanut was back.

But it was found that the canteen was crowded with people, bustling and bustling.

"What's going on?" Out of curiosity, Liu Xing also leaned over.

When I got closer, I realized that Tang Tang had already taken over the canteen.

Due to the hot weather, she placed a large bucket at the entrance of the canteen.

The bucket is full of freshly brewed herbal tea.

As for the price...

free! ! !

This is why the canteen is booming.

Liu Xing looked relieved and smiled.

Tang Tang's approach, I am afraid that the commissary will make a lot of money in the future.

But it's a pity that Tang Tang's family made herbal tea.

After all, before he was reborn, he knew that Tang Tang's family had a secret recipe for making herbal tea.

Much better than those so called drinks.

Especially in this hot summer, no!This is the day when the tiger shows its power in autumn.

Drinking two sips of herbal tea here is simply not too refreshing.

Seeing that many craftsmen didn't understand the rules and even poured it into the water bottle they carried with them, they coughed twice: "It's okay to show your face, it's a good thing that the canteen provides herbal tea for free, don't drink it this time, there will be no second time Yes, you know?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the craftsmen who drank herbal tea around the big wooden barrels blushed, especially those craftsmen with kettles, neither standing nor sitting.

"Everyone is queuing up, and each person can only drink one cup of herbal tea. Don't be bullied by being a fucking Tang Tang." Seeing that everyone behaved well, Liu Xing couldn't help complaining again.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Tang Tang, who was sweating profusely, heard Liu Xing's voice, and quickly ran out of the canteen, holding a cup of iced herbal tea in his hand: "Liu Xing, are you thirsty? This is I have iced herbal tea before, how do you taste it?"

"Thank you!" Liu Xing took the cup: "I can't tell! You are really good at running a small shop."

"Brother Lei and Lao Li helped a lot in this." Tang Tanglian explained.

"So now, have you encountered any difficulties?" Liu Xing asked casually.

"Yes, but I should be able to pass it after a while!" Seeing someone buying something, Tang Tang hurried into the commissary.

"What do you mean by that?" Liu Xing looked towards the canteen.

Seeing that the number of items sold inside was so small, I immediately understood what was going on.

But he didn't bother Tang Tang any more. After drinking the herbal tea in the cup in one gulp, he turned around and left.

Before he reached Zhushen's office building, he saw Wang Zhongyu hurriedly running towards the direction of Zhao's doctor's clinic with a fat boy of a few years old on his back.

Behind Wang Zhongyu, Si Konglei and other security guards followed.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xing couldn't help frowning and stopped Sikong Lei: "What's the matter with Wang Zhongyu, isn't his canteen handed over to Tang Tang? Why is he still running around in our place with a child behind his back? "

"Don't mention it, Wang Zhongyu's son is dying, and a critical illness notice has been issued in the hospital. I don't know that Dr. Zhao is very skilled in medicine, so he rushed in through Lao Li's relationship. I think it's because of Lao Li. For the sake of it, I didn't stop him, after all, his son's illness is not faked." Sikong Lei explained with a wry smile.

"But the question is Dr. Zhao and Qinglian are in Xiangxi, can Wang Zhongyu see them?" Liu Xing spread his hands in a funny way: "Then what if his son dies with us, then what if he troubles us?"

"I told him all this clearly, but Wang Zhongyu doesn't believe it, so what can I do?" Sikong Lei replied helplessly.

"That's it!" Liu Xing knew that Sikong Lei was also out of kindness, and after looking at the time on his phone, he said, "Then stop chatting with me here, and follow me quickly, if you can help Wang Zhongyu Help as much as you can, money and everything are easy to talk about, after all, you can’t let your children suffer.”

"Hey!" Sikong Lei nodded, waved his hand and left with the security guards beside him.

Liu Xing originally wanted to go back to his room to read a book, but after thinking about it, he followed behind.

For some reason, he always felt that something was going to happen.

So just in case, it's better to go to the scene to see it.

Dr. Zhao's clinics are almost half closed because no one is there.

But because there are still many patients who come to see the doctor because of the famous name, a few female disciples of Dongpo Medicine are allowed to take over.

The medical skills of these female disciples can only be described as mediocre.

It's okay to look at general colds and colds.

If you encounter a serious illness or other intractable disease, you can only call Dongpo Yao or Dr. Zhao for help.

Today, as soon as Wang Zhongyu appeared with his fat son on his back, the tall female disciple in charge knew something was wrong. In order to prevent accidents, she quickly called Dr. Zhao.

Doctor Zhao is currently administering medicine to Old Liu to suppress the sequelae of the tortoise-shelled dragon.

Seeing that the female disciple of Dongpo Yao called again, she couldn't help shaking her head.

"What's wrong?" Old Liu asked with a smile.

"There is another patient in the clinic." Doctor Zhao replied.

"Then pick it up! It's impossible to keep other patients waiting because of my illness!" Mr. Liu urged, waving his hands.

"Okay!" Liu Lao had no choice but to press the answer button.

After hearing clearly what the tall female disciple said, her thick eyebrows could not help but frown: "This Wang Zhongyu, his son only came to me after he issued a critical illness notice in the hospital. Isn't this a problem for me? You So... let's take a look at his son's tongue first."

"The tongue coating is blue, and there are many blisters." The tall female disciple replied.

"What about the pulse condition?" Miracle Doctor Zhao asked again.

"The pulse is intermittent, I... I can't diagnose it!" The tall female disciple was about to cry anxiously.

"You can't make a diagnosis, why do you take this consultation? It's just nonsense." Finally, Dr. Zhao couldn't help getting angry: "Looking, smelling, asking, and cutting are the most basic skills of a doctor. Isn’t it harmful for patients to see a doctor?”

"I...I..." The tall female disciple couldn't even say what she said.

"Listen." Dr. Zhao said in a low voice, "Ask Wang Zhongyu's son what he has eaten and what he has done recently. Please ask in detail. Ask about everything he eats and drinks. I suspect that his son has food poisoning. The problem of eating food."

"Okay! Okay!" After hanging up the phone, the tall female disciple hastily followed Miracle Zhao's instructions and told him everything Miracle Zhao told him.

Hearing this, Wang Zhongyu pondered for a while, and then said: "My son has not eaten food every day for half a month, but he likes to eat spicy strips, especially the Tang monk meat. He can't sleep without eating dozens of packets every day. As for the others... there seems to be nothing unusual."

"The spicy strips you're talking about are the expired Tang monk meat you bought at the canteen, right?" Sikong Lei couldn't help asking.

"It seems that it must be so. It's still a question." Liu Xing who came over shook his head and said.

"This...Is this impossible? My wife and I eat those expired Tang monk meat every day! Why is there nothing wrong with it!" Wang Zhongyu said with a mournful face.

"Can the child's body compare with your adults'?" After knowing the cause of the disease, the tall female disciple quickly lifted off the clothes of Wang Zhongyu's son who was lying on the hospital bed. Seeing the belly bulge, like a pregnant woman, she immediately knew the problem Where did it go.

But just to be on the safe side, he still made a phone call to Dr. Zhao.

Doctor Zhao didn't answer this time.

In desperation, he had to call Dongpo Yao.

Dongpo Medicine is not Zhao's miracle doctor, and after being connected, he will be scolded.

After all, he let several female disciples stay in the clinic to take care of some precious medicinal materials.

It's okay for them to do some unpleasant things. If this continues, his reputation as a god of medicine will be tarnished.

But the scolding was scolding, and finally let the tall female disciple explain the situation.

After listening clearly, he left a word and hung up the phone.

This sentence is, let Wang Zhongyu prepare for the funeral!
When the tall female disciple heard this, she was so frightened that she almost dropped her phone on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zhongyu knew that something was wrong, and knelt on the ground, howling and crying.

"What should we do?" Sikong Lei asked Liu Xing in a low voice.

"I'm not a doctor, so what can I do?" Liu Xing shook his head, his eyes filled with impatience: "You call more people to deal with the next thing! I don't care."

Saying that, turn around and leave.

The hazards of expired food, although far less terrible than imagined.

But it can't be ignored, and it can't be regarded as not caring about anything.

Once an unmanageable situation arises, Wang Zhongyu's son is a lesson from the past.

Although he really wanted to help Wang Zhongyu now, and rescue the fat boy.

But it's a pity that he has no way to recover.

This may be God's will. The disaster from heaven made Wang Zhongyu remember this lesson in his life.

Otherwise, what a coincidence, Dr. Zhao and Dongpo Yao are not in Jigongshan at this time.

(End of this chapter)