Chapter 87: Little Sister, Go Get a Doctor

Many people came.

Qiao Sheng always cooks one dish for this table, lets them start eating, then cooks one dish for each of the other tables so they can start eating as well.

But today—

She didn't do that.

She cooked the others' dishes first, and only then cooked the dish ordered by the middle‑aged man.

Qiao Xuehua was very puzzled; she asked several times, but Qiao Sheng said nothing.

After serving the dishes.

Qiao Xuehua couldn't hold back and asked Qiao Sheng again, "Big sister, what's the situation? The guests at that table are all angry."

"I'll let you know when I'm free."

"Mind your own business."

After speaking, Qiao Sheng tossed together a plate of cold noodles and carried it over.

He arrived in front of the family of three.

Qiao Sheng said in a moderate tone, "Esteemed guests, there was a slight problem in the kitchen just now, so you had to wait a bit longer; my apologies. This dish is called cold noodles, also our shop's signature dish, and it tastes quite good. I'm offering it to you free of charge…"

"Fine, you go about your business."

The middle‑aged man of the family waved his hand impatiently.

Qiao Sheng said "Alright" and left.

Qiao Xuehua watched the family of three eat at a breakneck speed, her eyes widening as she said, "Big sister, are they starving? Look how fast they're eating."

"Maybe."

Qiao Sheng went to pour himself a glass of water.

Not long after, the little girl of the family clutched her stomach and cried out in pain.

"Yaya, what's wrong? Don't scare Mom!"

The woman of the family changed color, shouted loudly, and when everyone looked, she and her husband also clutched their stomachs, crying out about stomach pain.

"Big sister!"

Qiao Xuehua realized something was wrong; her face turned extremely frantic.

Qiao Sheng was not flustered at all; she said to Qiao Xuehua, "Little sister, go fetch a doctor and bring them back."

"Alright!"

Qiao Xuehua bolted outward.

It was at that moment.

The woman's daughter began vomiting.

The woman shouted at Qiao Sheng, "You, you black‑hearted boss, did you give us something unclean to eat? Look at my daughter, look at…"

The other diners stopped eating at that moment.

Everyone stood up one by one.

Qiao Sheng fixed her gaze on the woman and asked, "Black‑hearted? If that's the case, why are only you having trouble while the others who ate here are fine?"

The woman's expression paused briefly.

But—

She soon found something to say.

"This, this must be because our family's health isn't great, so after eating your problematic food, we felt unwell shortly after."

Qiao Sheng said, "I've already sent my sister to fetch a doctor; we'll know what's going on in a moment."

The diners here didn't leave.

The onlookers also stayed, and in fact their numbers kept growing.

Fearing trouble, Qiao Xuehua ran as fast as she could, and when she found a doctor, she grabbed him and ran.

"Little girl, let go of me; I can't move any more."

Qiao Xuehua saw the old doctor panting heavily and didn't dare to keep dragging him.

She asked him to hand her his medicine box.

She carried it for him.

When Qiao Xuehua brought the old doctor back to the shop, the family of three all vomited, but the woman and the middle‑aged man were not as upset as their daughter.

"Old doctor, thank you for your effort; please examine them."

Qiao Sheng brought a stool for the old doctor to sit on.

The old doctor sat down to rest for a while, then reached out to take the pulse of the most severe case, the little girl, and after that took the pulse of her parents.

Qiao Xuehua stared at him and asked, "Old doctor, how is it?"

(End of Chapter)