bayedsolid Chapter 117 Restaurant Storm
Chapter 117 Restaurant Storm
Inside the Ruyi Restaurant, when everyone was laughing and chatting, a sudden loud noise broke the quiet air like thunder, causing Murong Xi, Lu Tingyan and Lu Tianyu to look at each other in surprise, with a sense of foreboding in their hearts.
"Miss Lu, something bad has happened!" The waiter Xiao Lu rushed into the private room, sweating and panting, with a look of panic and anxiety on his face. "Downstairs... a guest downstairs ate our pickled fish and suddenly foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground unconscious!"
Lu Tingyan's face suddenly changed when she heard this. The chopsticks in her hand fell on the table with a "click". She stood up suddenly, with a flash of disbelief and deep worry in her eyes. "How could this happen? Is there something wrong with the pickled fish?" Her voice trembled slightly, and her heart was filled with fear and anxiety about the unknown situation.
Seeing this, Lu Tianyu stood up without hesitation, his eyes firm and resolute, as if he could move forward no matter what difficulties he faced. "Let's go down and take a look!" He said in a deep voice, his tone revealing an unquestionable determination.
Murongxi also stood up quickly, glanced at everyone with a deep gaze, then nodded, followed closely behind Lu Tingyan and Lu Tianyu, and walked downstairs together. His heart was also full of doubts and concerns, but he knew that the most important thing at this time was to understand the situation clearly first, and then find a way to solve the problem.
When they hurried downstairs, they saw a crowd of people, talking and talking, with shock and fear written all over their faces. Pushing aside the crowd, they saw a man lying on the ground, his face as pale as paper, his eyes closed, and white foam hanging from the corners of his mouth. He was obviously in a deep coma. The air was filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere, making people feel suffocated.
"What's going on?" Lu Tingyan took a step forward and squatted down, wanting to check on the man, but she was afraid that a rash move would make his condition worse. Her heart was filled with self-blame and anxiety. If there was really something wrong with the pickled fish, wouldn't she be the culprit?
Lu Tianyu grabbed a diner next to him and asked anxiously: "Brother, what is going on? Why did he suddenly become like this?" The diner was also confused and just shook his head and said: "I don't know either. He just took a bite of pickled fish, and then this happened..."
"Is there something wrong with this pickled fish?"
"It really hurts people a lot!"
"Don't say that. Ruyi Restaurant has always been popular with the people since it opened, and nothing has ever happened."
"So what's going on now? It can't be that these people are pretending to be sick together?"
"Who knows? Maybe they got sick from eating too much and they blamed it on the restaurant."
In an instant, the whole hall became noisy, people were talking, and the scene was in chaos.
"Hurry, go get a doctor!" someone shouted anxiously.
"Everyone, disperse first and keep the air circulating!" Lu Tingyan made a prompt decision and gave orders calmly.
At this moment, a group of yamen runners in official uniforms suddenly rushed in, and the leading one loudly asked, "What happened?"
Shopkeeper Lin hurried forward and explained to him the whole story in detail.
After hearing this, the yamen runners immediately began to check the pickled fish on the table and asked other diners if they had similar symptoms, but the result surprised them - except for the man, no one else felt any discomfort.
"Is there something wrong with this pickled fish?" The head of the yamen runners frowned and asked in confusion.
Shopkeeper Lin shook his head repeatedly: "It's impossible. Our ingredients are all fresh, and this dish has been very popular since it was launched. There has never been any problem!"
Lu Tingyan carefully observed the man on the ground, and suddenly she noticed that his lips were a strange purple color. She was startled and immediately realized that this was a typical symptom of poisoning.
Lu Tingyan looked at the unconscious man with a frown on her face, her eyes revealing an unquestionable determination. "I think this man has been poisoned." Her voice was clear and powerful, and although she was a little anxious, she was also calm.
The head of the yamen came over after hearing the noise, his eyes were like torches, he scanned Lu Tingyan sharply, as if he wanted to penetrate her heart and confirm that what she said was true. His tone was mixed with doubt and dissatisfaction, he asked coldly: "Who are you? How dare you make a rash conclusion here! This is a matter of life and death, how can it be treated as a joke?"
Facing the questioning of the chief of the yamen runners, Lu Tingyan did not back down, but she also realized that her words might have caused misunderstanding. Just as she was about to explain further, Lu Tianyu took the lead. He stepped forward, smiled, and explained sincerely: "Sir, calm down. This is my sister. She has been dabbling in medicine since she was young. Although she is not a professional doctor, she often helps neighbors with medical treatment and worries on weekdays, which is quite effective. She must have her reasons for saying this."
Upon hearing this, the chief of the yamen runners looked back and forth between Lu Tingyan and Lu Tianyu, as if he was weighing their words. Finally, his brows relaxed slightly, and although he was still a little skeptical, he nodded and motioned Lu Tingyan to continue. "Okay, since you claim to know a little about medicine, then tell me what you think."
Lu Tingyan looked at Lu Tianyu gratefully, then turned to the unconscious man again and began to state her observations and analysis in an orderly manner: "This man's face is blue and purple, he foams at the mouth, and his limbs are twitching. These are common symptoms of poisoning. Moreover, according to my observation, he should not have been poisoned for a long time, otherwise the symptoms would be more serious. As for the specific poison, I can't be sure for the time being, and further examination is needed."
After saying this, she looked at the head of the yamen runners, her eyes gleaming with a request and determination. "Sir, please allow me to conduct a preliminary examination of this patient so that I can more accurately determine the condition and find a way to detoxify him."
The chief of the yamen runners nodded slightly, indicating his agreement with this view: "That does make sense. Then, how was the poison administered?"
Lu Tingyan pondered for a moment, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she said, "I think it's possible that someone poisoned the pickled fish."
She turned to look at Shopkeeper Lin and asked with a firm gaze, "Uncle Lin, who made this dish?"
Shopkeeper Lin's heart tightened, and he quickly pointed at a cook and said, "He did it."
The chief of the yamen runners immediately had the cook brought over and asked sternly, "Did you make this dish? Did anyone tamper with it?"
The cook turned pale with fear, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He shook his head repeatedly: "Sir, I am innocent! When I was cooking this dish, there were people around the whole time. It is impossible for someone to poison it!"
Lu Tingyan couldn't help but frowning when she saw the cook's nervous look. She always felt that things were not that simple.
"That's strange..." Lu Tingyan fell into deep thought.