Chapter IX Methodology
At 11:40 a.m., the bell rang for the end of the fourth period.
After the meeting, the head teacher Hu Han rushed to the school infirmary as soon as he learned of Hu Guang's news.
"You two go to lunch, there's still class at two o'clock in the afternoon, I'll just keep watch here." As soon as Hu Han arrived, he immediately asked Zhang Fan and Lin Xiaotian to leave, and then contacted Hu Han's parents to inform them of Hu Guang's situation.
Lin Xiaotian's home was very close to the school, so he went home for dinner. And Zhang Fan's parents are usually busy and have no time to cook, so Zhang Fan copes with a meal in the school cafeteria at noon.
He walked alone on campus, looking at the unfamiliar but somewhat familiar building, wondering if there was any way to check the health and safety of the school cafeteria.
"By the way, how did you forget him!" Zhang Fan suddenly thought of someone, although this might expose a lot of things on his body, but now there is no other way.
The classmates, teachers, and Li Muyu of the whole school all had to eat in the cafeteria, and he didn't want any accidents to happen in the future, even if nothing like this happened in his previous life.
Fengshan Experimental Middle School Principal's Office.
Zhuang Zhou had just finished the meeting and was sitting at the table sorting out the materials for the meeting.
He thought of today's meeting, and his brows were furrowed, because he took office on his first day today, and the two reform proposals put forward at the meeting were rejected by a vice president.
"This Vice Principal Huang Can, why do you feel a little bit aimed at me?" Zhuang Zhou said in his heart, "Could it be that I parachuted down, and he thinks I robbed him of his seat?" ”
In fact, few people know that Zhuang Zhou has a deep background in the Provincial Department of Education, and he was transferred to this small county town as the principal this time, which is actually equivalent to a gilded trip, as long as he works steadily for two or three years and gets a good resume, then he is likely to go further in his career after he is transferred back to the city.
Bang bang bang ~~~
When the knock sounded, Zhuang Zhou frowned, looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost twelve o'clock, how could anyone still come to him.
"Please come in."
The door was gently pushed open, and the figure of a little boy slowly entered Zhuang Zhou's field of vision.
"Hello Uncle Headmaster."
"How could it be you?!" Zhuang Zhou's eyes widened suddenly, and he stood up suddenly, his face full of incredulity.
He had been speculating about the boy's identity all morning, but he didn't expect him to come to his office.
"You're a student at our school?" Zhuang Zhou's voice was full of doubts, he originally guessed that this little boy was a disciple of a certain medical family, and would not go to an ordinary school.
Zhang Fan nodded, and a smile appeared on his immature face: "Yes, Uncle Principal." ”
When Zhuang Zhou heard this, he was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly pulled Zhang Fan to sit on the sofa in the office.
"What's your name? What class are you from? Where do you live? Who did you study medicine with? ”
"Uncle Principal, are you checking your household registration?"
Zhuang Zhou smiled, touched his nose with some embarrassment, and said, "This ...... When I see you, I feel more excited. ”
Zhang Fan smiled, he knew that his actions in the morning might be nothing for ordinary people, and many people might think that he was pressing indiscriminately on that uncle's body.
However, anyone who has been in contact with first aid can see that the steps and techniques of their first aid are completely in line with the textbook norms.
"Uncle Principal, my name is Zhang Fan, I am a freshman this year, in Class 6 of the first year of junior high school." Zhang Fan made a long story short, he knew that the principal could sit here and chat with her, completely for the sake of the incident in the morning.
Otherwise, no matter how leisurely the work is, no matter how leisurely the work is, he will never sit on the sofa and chat with a first-year junior high school student calmly.
"There's something I'd like to talk to you about."
"Well, let's talk about it." Zhuang Zhou almost guessed from the time Zhang Fan first entered the door that he should have something to find him, as long as the questions he asked were not too embarrassing, he would help him.
Zhang Fan took a long breath, organized his language a little, and then said softly: "Principal, a classmate in our class bought five hot dogs to eat in the cafeteria today, and he suddenly vomited on the ground during class. ”
"Huh? Do you know what causes vomiting? Zhuang Zhou asked, he just wanted to take out a cigarette to smoke, and when he thought that Zhang Fan was still at the moment, his hand retracted again.
"I went to the school infirmary, and the doctor said it was indigestion."
"Indigestion? That's it? Zhuang Zhou felt that since this matter had been brought to the table, it must not be so simple, he didn't treat Zhang Fan as an ordinary junior high school student.
Zhuang Zhou thought to himself for a while, and suddenly his face tightened, and he thought of a terrifying possibility.
"Principal, when my classmate threw up, I happened to be next to him at the time, and I thought ......"
Zhang Fan's voice paused, he glanced at Zhuang Zhou's expression, and then continued to say in a deep voice: "I think it's a slight food poisoning!" While not very dangerous, it is a potential food safety hazard. ”
"Food poisoning? Are you sure? Zhuang Zhou squinted his eyes, he really didn't guess wrong, if this thing is true, and then it is made a big fuss by the media, then the reputation of the experimental middle school will be ruined, not to mention, his gilded journey will also become a trip to failure.
Zhang Fan didn't expect the principal to fully believe what he said, no matter what he said, he was just a junior high school.
"Principal, there are not a few students who went to the school infirmary this morning, and most of them have diarrhea and vomiting. If I'm not mistaken, there will be one this afternoon, and you just have to ask a little about the infirmary today, or take a student or two with diarrhea or vomiting to the hospital for a closer check-up, and everything will be clear. ”
Hearing Zhang Fan say this, Zhuang Zhou actually believed most of it.
However, the hospital is never allowed to go, and the students' conditions are stable, but if the news of food poisoning is known by the media, things will be even more difficult to handle.
Zhuang Zhou looked at the boy in front of him with great satisfaction and said, "After I find out about this matter, I will definitely deal with it seriously." ”
Zhang Fan smiled and replied, "Thank you, principal." ”
"Thank me for what, this is what we adults should do, you still have to study hard, you know?"
“……”
After Zhang Fan left the office, Zhuang Zhou remembered that he had just forgotten to ask him where he had learned his medical skills, and it seemed that he would only ask when he met him next time.
Zhuang Zhou sat back at his desk, took out a few documents from the drawer, and began to study them carefully without having lunch.
After a while, Zhuang Zhou's face showed a smile, because he unexpectedly found that it was the vice principal Huang Can who was in charge of the hygiene and safety of the canteen, and this bad thing might become a good thing.