The hospital had already made a preliminary diagnosis: Salmonella poisoning was highly likely.
Since it was bacterial poisoning, it supposedly had nothing to do with Feng Jun. The problem was that this bacteria existed in meat.
Luohua Manor... had sold quite a bit of meat, all of it unbled.
Even worse, Salmonella poisoning carried a considerable fatality rate.
Good Scenery received the call, and so did the people attending the wedding banquet. Some believed in science and felt it had nothing to do with Boss Feng, but... there were surely others who did not believe in science, or rather, who believed more in the supernatural.
Several elderly men and women dropped to their knees before Feng Jun. "Master, please show mercy and save those who have been poisoned."
Feng Jun rubbed his chin, thoroughly speechless. "This really has nothing to do with me. Look, even the Crow King is here..."
The crow had been lured over by a piece of pork liver soaked in spirit water.
The elderly people did not argue with him. They simply kept kowtowing.
Someone nearby spoke timidly. "Master, today's mutton... they bought some dead sheep from Luohua Manor."
Feng Jun's face darkened, and he spoke unhappily. "What kind of nonsense is that? Are you trying to pin this on me?"
"Please forgive him, Master. He doesn't know how to speak," a middle-aged man beside him said, shoving the speaker away and forcing a smile. "We also feel it has nothing to do with you, Master, but... we're worried word might get out and tarnish your good name."
Someone who knew how to talk and someone who did not really were worlds apart.
Feng Jun was still somewhat displeased. He shot the man a glare. "To be honest, my temper has improved a lot lately. But