Wang Hao didn't want to eat it, but after taking a look, he had no appetite and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, let's go out and eat!"

Wang Zixin looked at Wang Hao and said awkwardly: "I..."

Wang Hao said understandingly: "I'll treat you today. Just wait until you get your salary and then invite me back to you!"

Wang Zixin nodded with a smile: "It's OK!"

"ah!"

But just as the two were about to leave, a scream suddenly came out, which made both of them stunned.

"My belly, my belly!" A boy fell to the ground, struggled with his hands holding his stomach, and foamed at the mouth.

The situation was aroused by everyone around him, and the people who were close to the man hid in the distance.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

"I don't know, I'm fine just now!"

"It's not a seizure attack!"

Everyone around was talking quietly, and no one came forward to help. Zhao Wei, the person in charge of the cafeteria, and several chefs, also ran out. The person in charge looked at the man lying on the ground, then looked at the food on his table, and his face turned pale.

But Zhao Wei didn't say anything, his eyes rolled and he shouted: "This kid has had an epilepsy, everyone should get out of the way!"

After saying that, Zhao Wei grabbed a rag from his pocket and stuffed it directly into the mouth of the boy who fell to the ground, regardless of whether he would stuff him to death.

After doing all this, Zhao Wei turned around and muttered a few words to the chefs beside him. The chefs immediately understood and ran towards the kitchen quickly.

Zhao Wei continued to direct the scene and shouted: "Don't get close to you. This kid has a severe epilepsy. If he starts crazy later, he will bite people!"

"Bite? No?"

"Can epilepsy bite people? Doesn't you bite yourself?"

"I don't know either!"

Although everyone was confused, they did not dare to take risks with their lives and retreated a few steps, leaving a huge space.

Zhao Wei didn't care whether the boy was lying on the ground and rolled on the ground. He quickly took out his phone: "Hey, is 120? I'm the canteen No. 2 of the new campus of Peking University Tsinghua University, and someone had an epilepsy..."

At this moment, Wang Hao walked out, looked down at the boy who was lying on the ground, holding his stomach and rolling around, frowned: "He is not epilepsy!"

After saying that, Wang Hao pulled off the cloth from the boy's mouth, and then slapped him hard behind his back.

"Vomit!" The man vomited wildly, and immediately spit out a bunch of nausea in front of everyone, with an extremely unpleasant stench, which scared everyone to take a few steps back.

Wang Hao didn't even brow his eyebrows, and pressed his hands hard among the boys for a few times.

"Well..." The boy breathed a long sigh and his face also recovered a lot: "What happened to me...I just now?"

Wang Hao helped the boy sit on a clean stool beside him and said lightly: "You were just food poisoned!"

“What? Food poisoning?”

"Impossible, what poisoned him?"

"No, of course it's the food in the cafeteria!"

"Ah!? Then aren't we?"

When everyone heard Wang Hao's words, they immediately burst into trouble. They shouted and quickly checked their bodies to see if they felt uncomfortable.

Wang Hao's sudden appearance made Zhao Wei curse, pointing at Wang Hao with anger on his face and shouting: "You kid don't know. Don't talk nonsense. There is absolutely no problem with the food in our cafeteria. He obviously had epilepsy. If it was food poisoning, why didn't they?"

"Yes! I've eaten so much and nothing happened at all. It shouldn't be food poisoning!"

"I'm fine, this kid looks like an epilepsy!"

The other students also began to doubt and pointed at the boys on the ground and kept muttering.

Zhao Wei looked at Wang Hao with a proud look: "Which migrant workers who came out from here dared to fabricate facts randomly. Go away quickly and don't hinder our rescue. If this kid doesn't pay attention and bites you, don't complain about his injustice!"

"You are helping? You can't even understand the symptoms of epilepsy being convulsed throughout the body and trembling limbs. What to help?" Wang Hao pointed to the male voice on the ground and continued to say: "He foamed at the mouth, kept crying and screaming in his stomach, and even symptoms of sunken eye sockets and purple lips. Do you think this is epilepsy? This is what you look like when you get epilepsy?"

Zhao Wei was stunned by Wang Hao's words. It took him a long time to react and Wang Hao was scolding him, but he could not refute him. He could only bear the anger and yelled: "Then you said he was food poisoned, why didn't anyone else!"

Wang Hao sneered at the few dishes that the boy had eaten on the table before: "Who has eaten these orange stir-fried biscuits here?"

“…”

“…”

“…”

The students looked at the dish Wang Hao pointed to and shook their heads.

"This kind of dish is so weird, only a fool can order it!"

"So too. Seeing this dish is so weird. I took a photo and posted it on Weibo!"

"For the first time I saw a dish made with cookies and fruits. I don't know which person with a trick in mind came up with this weird dish!"

Zhao Wei heard everyone scolding each other, his face turned blue and white, for no other reason, because he thought of this dish.

It’s not because he’s brain-related, it’s because it’s cheap.

Although the biscuits on the market are very expensive, this batch of biscuits have long expired. Zhao Wei deliberately bought them when he saw that the price is low, and there are also many junk goods that are moldy and cannot be sold at all.

But for the sake of money, Zhao Wei didn't care, thinking that as long as it was cooked, it would be fine.

But I never expected that this happened just now when this dish was launched today.

Previously, Zhao Wei asked the chef to quickly deal with these goods and the cooked dishes, and must not leave any evidence.

As long as you get away with this matter now, even if the student is found to be food poisoning, without any evidence, Zhao Wei insists that it is not the problem in his canteen, and the student has no choice but to do anything to him.

But this "perfect plan" was all broken by Wang Hao's appearance. How could he not make him angry: "Who are you? You dare to spread rumors here? Do you know what the crime is to spread rumors? Believe it or not, I will call the police immediately and arrest you. You will regret it if you lock you up for three or five months!"

Wang Hao looked at Zhao Wei and started talking nonsense, looking at him idiotically: "If you don't know the phone number for calling the police, I tell you it's 110!"

Zhao Wei, who held his cell phone and thought he could scare Wang Hao, was treated like an idiot and almost fainted: "You..."

"Oh my god, it's really food poisoning. A classmate in our class packed it back and took it to the hospital now. Look, the group has posted photos!"

"Really, I have it here too. The rescue doctor has clearly stated that it was food poisoning!"

"Oh my god! My classmate was also beaten!"

In an instant, the students around were in a bad mood. They quickly took out their phones to check the group chat or bbs forum. They found that three people were food poisoned at the same time and were rescued by 120!

And many people who are food poisoning have clearly stated that they can have a meal in Canteen No. 2!

Zhao Wei knew that the matter had been exposed, and what was waiting for him was to be investigated. He looked at the orange stir-fried biscuits on the table on the table and rushed forward to destroy the final evidence.

Wang Hao had noticed Zhao Wei's actions long ago and blocked Zhao Wei's face with a cold face: "What do you want to do? Are you planning to verify the taste of this dish in front of everyone?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!