Chicken Soup Restaurant. The students had food poisoning, and cries of misery filled the entire shop.
The Boss was beside himself with panic. He had no experience handling emergencies, and driven by a small business owner's instinct to avoid trouble and protect his own interests, he did not even dare raise the alarm. Instead, he ran to get a teapot and poured boiled water for everyone.
The students could not drink it at all.
After a brief moment of dumbfoundedness, Chai Wei finally reacted. "Holy shit, were you poisoned?"
Cui Yu's face was deathly pale, and he was shaking all over. Trembling, he asked, "Brother Chai, you're okay?"
Chai Wei was utterly confused. "I'm fine. Why were you poisoned?"
"From drinking this damn soup!" Cui Yu accused. "Good thing you didn't drink any!"
Chai Wei frowned deeply. "I drank it. I finished the whole thing!"
As he spoke, he held his empty bowl up in front of Cui Yu.
Cui Yu froze on the spot. What was going on? Was this bastard Chai Wei immune to all poisons? Shan Kaiquan steadied himself against the table, feeling dizzy and disoriented. He took out his phone, fought through the spinning in his head, and called emergency services to explain the situation.
Then he collapsed onto the dining table to rest.
Ten minutes later, ambulances drove onto the street in front of Yuzhou No.4 Middle School's gate, drawing the attention of countless students.
These were ambulances. Though many people had seen them on the road before, they had never examined them from such close range.
Doctors and nurses in white coats rushed into the Chicken Soup Restaurant to treat the students, especially those in poor physical condition, who were now slipping in and out of consciousness.
Chai Wei could even run around helping