Chapter 445

After the figure finished the task, he quietly left from the night food gate.

At this time, the night food gate has been submerged by diners, so that the figure can be mixed into the crowd, God knows not to slip out.

On the third floor of the restaurant, Jiang's father and son are still feeling about Pan Da, but they suddenly find that something is wrong.

Panda suddenly stood up, her hands clenched her throat, her face blue and blue.

After a few seconds, panda collapsed to the ground.

With a scream from panda's wife, the restaurant's third floor was in a state of chaos.

"Hurry over and have a look!"

Jiang guchen's complexion was coagulated, and he took Jiang Zheng to Pan Da's position.

"Give way, I'm a doctor!"

Jiang guchan opened the chaotic crowd and came to panda's body on the ground.

Pan Da's wife also recognized Jiang guchan and said anxiously, "doctor Jiang, please help Pan Da quickly."

Jiang guchan squatted down and observed panda's face.

At this time, panda tightly covered his abdomen, and his face turned purple and black.

His eyes couldn't be opened, but his mouth kept shouting: "it hurts! I have a stomachache

"Doctor Jiang, hurry up, please!"

Panda's wife became more anxious.

At this time, all the diners on the third floor stopped eating, and their eyes turned to this place one after another.

There are enthusiastic people who have already made emergency calls.

Jiang put his finger on panda's wrist and closed his eyes.

After a period of pulse, Jiang guchan opened his eyes and said: "this pulse... Should be poisoning."

"Poisoning?!!"

As soon as Jiang guchan's words came out, all the diners were shocked.

They stood up, frightened away from the food on the table.

Some still swearing: "damn night food, things are poisonous!"

"Refund!"

"Wait! We're not like him, are we? "

In a panic, panda's wife was more and more panic: "Dr. Jiang, my husband, what poison has he been poisoned?

What should I do now? "

"Mrs. pan, don't be impatient. Could Mr. Pan have eaten anything before?"

Jiang Zheng glanced at the diners around him and asked with a frown.

As the eldest son of the Jiang family, even though he did not get all the true stories of Jiang's ancient Zen, he still mastered many ancient medical skills and theories.

Otherwise, Jiang guchan would not let Jiang Zheng serve as vice president of the Ancient Medical Association.

Jiang Zheng knew that if the source of the toxin was not determined, he could not treat the patient symptomatically.

Hearing Jiang Zheng's words, panda's wife quickly glanced around, and finally pointed to the cup of supreme fruit tea on the table: "panda only drank that cup of tea, it must be because it was poisoned!"

"Hua --"

there was a lot of noise around, especially those who ordered fruit tea, and their faces were white.

The movement of the third floor gradually spread to other floors.

For a moment, the news of poisonous tea in the night food suddenly spread.

Many people have already called the police in anger.

At this time, Jiang Zheng picked up the cup of fruit tea on panda's table and smelled it under his nose.

Soon, he frowned and handed the cup of tea to Jiang guchen.

Jiang guchan is also careful to smell, frown the same.

The father and son looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

They didn't smell any strange smell from the fruit tea, nor did they find any abnormality in the color.

In other words, panda is a colorless and tasteless poison!

And this kind of poison is the most difficult to deal with.