They whispered to each other, and after taking something, the people they sent swaggered into Jiuzhenfang and started to buy cakes.
Jiang Chengyuan frowned, a little disdainful of the Liao family's low-level methods.
But for a pastry shop, food safety is indeed the simplest and most vicious way to destroy it. Even if it wins the lawsuit, it will easily lose its reputation.
He was determined not to let the Liao family succeed, so he called Jiang Chengfeng to prepare quietly.
The two of them stood up and walked forward. Jiang Chengyu finally came to his senses, grabbed his brother's clothes and asked in a low voice, "Brother, we are really close to each other, right?"
"It's a kiss, don't worry." Jiang Chengfeng rubbed his sister's head, "I just want you to learn to think from someone else's perspective and be merciful."
Jiang Chengyu breathed a sigh of relief, and the panic of loss disappeared.
Xiaoqiao has gone far away, and the government doctor has indeed checked Jiang Chenghuan's pulse several times and prescribed medicine. The illness is most likely true.
It's just that she still doesn't know that the Liao family's malicious swap has made her sick like this.
What should we do if we learn the truth one day?
Jiang Chengyu couldn't tell whether he was curious or gloating, he curled his lips and followed behind his brothers.
But soon she had no time to think about such things.
Because the strong man who bought pastries came out, carrying a bag of jujube cakes, and opened it to taste at the entrance of Jiuzhenfang.
He chewed a bite first, as if he didn't expect it to be so delicious, and then swallowed half a piece. Finally, he remembered his mission and reluctantly spit it out.
The remaining jujube cakes were thrown on the ground indiscriminately, and the seven-foot-tall man fell down holding his stomach, "Ouch, ouch."
There are four bustling streets in Tianjiekou, and there are countless shops and pedestrians. Among other things, there is a long queue of sugar-roasted chestnuts at the entrance of Jiuzhenfang, causing congestion accidentally.
The strong man lying down in such a moaning manner with scattered cakes served to him can easily attract people's attention.
If he were allowed to talk nonsense again, at least half of Jiuzhenfang's business would be lost.
It's too late, it's fast.
I saw two figures flash past, pick up the strong man on the ground and run away, as fast as a bird of prey.
A little girl was chasing after her. She picked up the jujube cake neatly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Even the burly fellows who were watching eagerly outside didn't react.
Jiang Sheng, who was placing cakes in the room, was even more confused, "Second brother, did you hear anything?"
"There's no sound." Zheng Ruqian walked around in circles outside, everything was as usual, "Is it an illusion?"
Everyone often hears Fang Heng's voice by mistake.
"It's possible." Jiang Sheng continued busy without doubting his presence.
In the alley.
Jiang Chengyuan and Jiang Chengfeng threw the strong man to the ground, their faces red and out of breath.
They started out as military commanders. Although they switched to the imperial examination halfway, they never neglected any martial arts skills, and their physical fitness was first-class.
But the strong man who fell to the ground screamed in pain, "Who are you? What do you want to do? Let me go."
Jiang Chengyuan raised his foot and stepped on his face, condescending and cold and arrogant.
"Who are we? We are just people who draw swords to help when encountering injustice." Jiang Chengfeng threw away his folding fan and smiled sinisterly and ripplingly.
The strong man tried to struggle, "Let me go. If you don't let me go, you are dead. Let me go. Please let me go..."
In the end, the scolding turned into pleading.
Jiang Chengyuan felt something was wrong and looked at Jiang Chengfeng, preparing to interrogate him more.
Jiang Chengyu, who had finished processing the jujube cake, followed him in, sniffing left and right in confusion, "Brother, second brother, do you smell anything?"
"What's the taste? You're greedy for pastries, right?" Jiang Chengfeng teased as usual, but his smile soon disappeared.
Jiang Chengyuan also smelled the pungent stench, which not only hit his nasal cavity, but even his soul was whipped.
Jiang Chengyu, who has the most sensitive sense of smell, has already begun to feel nauseated, "vomit...vomit..."
He suddenly remembered something and lowered his head to check. Sure enough, the strong man had a look of death on his face. The liquid surged out one after another, then stayed in place due to the obstruction of the cloth, and finally yellow flowers sprouted out.
After a few breaths, three heads suddenly emerged from the entrance of the alley, one more sad than the other, and each one gasping for breath.
For God's sake, they were just doing a good deed and there was no need for them to suffer this kind of torture.
Jiang Chengfeng burst into tears. He squeezed his thighs and said, "This is some high-quality croton. It's fast and hard, and the taste is strong."
From buying pastries to now, it has only lasted half a cup of tea. If they had not shown up, it would have been really difficult to clean up the door of Jiuzhenfang.
Jiang Chengyuan's face became increasingly ugly, he tore off the underwear of his obscene clothes and covered his mouth and nose, and returned to the scene of the crime, "Tell the Liao family that if such dirty tricks are used again, don't blame the Jiang family for being ruthless."
The strong man rolled his eyes weakly, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat rolled and he vomited out the jujube cake he had just eaten.
Now, vomit and excrement are all gone.
The three brothers and sisters of the Jiang family could no longer stand, so Yazi left the place of right and wrong.
As for being seen by passers-by, that's another story.
In Jiuzhenfang.
After Jiang Sheng finally put the pastries in place, he heard commotion from the medical clinic next door, and a large number of people came out with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
Worried, she hurried over and saw a strong man covered in excrement and the serious Dr. Wen.
Other medical women and patients, except Wang Xiaozhu who was carrying water, all stayed away.
"Fourth brother." Jiang Sheng raised his feet, "I'm here to help you."
"Don't come over!" Wen Zhiyun, who has always been timid, shouted sternly, "Don't come close."
Jiang Sheng's movement of raising her feet froze, but Zheng Ruqian came over and pulled her behind him, "The doctor can't do anything about this situation. Why are you joining in the fun? Just go on."
She could only stand outside the medical center and watch the fourth brother touch the excrement with his hands, watch him check the pulse, and watch him give medicine to the strong man.
It wasn't until the strong man's body was cleaned that Wen's Medical Center returned to normal, and ordinary people who took medicine dared to come in.
Wen Zhiyun washed his fingers repeatedly in the basin, almost rubbing off a layer of skin before he stopped.
Looking back, he saw Jiang Sheng and Zheng Ruqian with a worried face. He hurriedly explained in a low voice, "I was just too anxious just now. Sister, don't be angry with me."
Little Doctor Wen has turned into the timid Fourth Brother Wen, always with tenderness and vulnerability.
Jiang Sheng walked up to him and smiled with big teeth, "Fourth brother didn't let me come here for my own good. Is your sister so ignorant in your heart?"
Although the loud shout was indeed a bit scary, it was understandable in a desperate situation.
Wen Zhiyun smiled shyly and retracted his hands behind his back, "It's indeed a little dirty, but I'm used to it, so don't worry about me."
"It's not dirty, it's not dirty." Jiang Sheng grabbed his hand with pride on his face, "Fourth brother treats patients and is the cleanest person in the world. He is not dirty at all."
Doctors have benevolent skills, and the saints use their help to help those in need, who are more precious than others.
Even if they are not afraid of getting sick and have the courage to treat illnesses and save people, who can despise them?
It's just that this cleaning life is really difficult, and I will have to pay more for the consultation later to be worthy of my fourth brother's sacrifice.
Jiang Sheng muttered in his heart.
