On this day, Lao Pang was selling bread as usual, and suddenly several people ran over, with a child of five or six years old.

The child kept holding his stomach and after a while he began to cry.

The woman walked up to the old fat man with an angry face, pointed at him is a stinking scolding, the voice was very loud, and the people around him were attracted to it.

"You profiteer!"

She came up and scolded like this, and the old fat didn't react for a while.

"What did I do, lady?"

Lao Fat's business is about integrity, and he doesn't remember what he has done.

"What are you still asking me for, I bought bread from you a few days ago, my son had an accident less than half an hour after eating, you keep saying that this is absolutely hygienic and it is so expensive, why did my son have an accident!"

After saying that, the woman also began to cry, and she held the child on the ground and cried and cried.

"This can't be, the bread I sell has never had an accident, I have also been to the factory to see it, have you been to the hospital to see it, are you sure that this bread is harmed?"

Lao Fat is telling the truth, if something is really caused by himself, he will not run away, and he will always make plans after finding out the truth.

"You're a profiteer, and you're still evading responsibility, am I going to joke with my son's life, you see how much he hurts!"

After hearing this, the people around also began to condemn the old fat.

"His bread is not cheap, one costs more than two yuan, and now there is an accident, I think the cost must be very low, otherwise the child will not have an accident, such a profiteer is really hateful!"

"yes, most of the bread eaters are children, isn't it a joke with their lives!"

The old fat sighed and hurriedly calmed the emotions of the woman and the child.

"In this way, I'll accompany you to the hospital now, if it's really about this bread, I won't run away, I'll give you as much compensation as you want, and I'll apologize."

Only then did the woman relent.

"Okay, I'm not afraid, don't you think I'm lying, then go to the hospital now, I'll make an appointment with the hospital before I come!"

When he was about to leave, Lao Pang called Zhang Jianjun first, and his tone was not condemnation, but wanted him to be with him.

"Mr. Zhang, something happened to me here, can you come with me, I'll send you the address."

"What's going on?"

"The mother of one of the children told me that something had happened to her bread and that I was planning to take them to the hospital now."

Zhang Jianjun immediately went out to drive to the hospital, he felt that this matter was very strange, how could someone suddenly have an accident.

Sun Wei had reminded himself before that Zhang Jianjun felt that it was not a coincidence, he had to go over and take a look.

Half an hour later, the two came to the hospital, and Zhang Jianjun also arrived at this time.

The hospital they came to was not very big, it looked like a private hospital.

"Doctor, can you show me what's going on with my child?"

The woman's face was full of worry, and the child kept crying.

"What's wrong with the child, does he have a fever?"

The doctor asked, and the woman immediately replied.

"I didn't have a fever, I went out to school as usual, I gave my child a bread, and he said that his stomach hurt badly less than half an hour after eating, and he kept crying, is it food poisoning?"

The doctor looked at the child and touched his belly and then his head.

"Come with me for a check-up."