"Isn't there just a Han clan in Jingshi?"

Teacher Zhang lowered his head and urgently contacted the hospital, not paying attention to Shen Liangzhi's strange expression.

Shen Liangzhi's eyebrows narrowed slightly.

More than 200 students had an accident together, and the parents would definitely make trouble if they knew about it, and if it didn't happen, it would become a vicious incident in society, which would directly damage Han's social reputation.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Han Jing, and after half an hour, she still didn't receive any reply.

"Miss Shen, thank you so much today."

Principal Zhang arranged everything before he could thank Shen Liangzhi.

Shen Liangzhi retracted his thoughts: "Principal Zhang, has the school notified the parents?" ”

Principal Zhang shook his head: "I'm too busy to get too late, but the next step is to contact the parents." ”

Thinking of this group of grandparents, her eyebrows were filled with anxiety and sadness.

Shen Liangzhi glanced down at his phone again, but still didn't reply.

There is not much time left for Han.

The prime time for crisis public relations is preferably within 4 hours of the incident and no later than 24 hours.

After 24 hours, the spread became widespread, and the situation became more and more difficult to control.

Coupled with the "first cause effect" and the "herd effect", public opinion is like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger, even if the truth is clarified, the public will only believe what they want to believe.

The more urgent it was, the more sober Shen Liangzhi's brain became.

"Lock down the canteen first, keep the evidence, such a large-scale meal poisoning, it can only be that there is a problem with the food in the canteen, several of us also ate the noon meal, and there is no discomfort in our bodies, the problem is the evening meal."

Principal Zhang nodded in agreement:

"There is a high probability that there is a problem with dinner, I went out this afternoon, and I haven't had time to eat dinner yet, so I haven't been poisoned."

Shen Liangzhi had a ring in his mind:

"Principal Zhang, time is pressing, more than 200 students were sent to the hospital at the same time, there are not enough manpower and vehicles, and it is not realistic to wait for the ambulance from the hospital on the spot, it takes an hour for the ambulance to come.

Please inform the teacher in the class to let the students drink plenty of water, dilute the toxins, and then press their fingers on their throats to induce vomiting as much as possible. ”

She speaks quickly, but with a clear voice.

"If food poisoning lasts more than two hours, the toxin enters the bloodstream, and it will be more difficult to treat it.

As long as the student is okay, everything is easy to say, but when one student has an accident, the nature of the matter completely changes.

Shen Liangzhi: "You arrange it first, I will contact the town, let them arrange more vehicles to pick up the students, the superior leaders, I believe you should report, as for the parents, as long as the students do not have major problems, the matter is still under control......"

Principal Zhang glanced at Shen Liangzhi in surprise.

She looks very young.

Wearing a thin white sweatshirt and jeans, he looks like a college student with no social experience.

But this string of words is experienced, and all aspects are taken into account.

The time was urgent, and Principal Zhang didn't think much about it: "It's already arranged." ”

……

An hour later.

The students who were seriously poisoned got into the ambulances that drove to the hospital.

At the same time, a helicopter circled above Shek Wo Village.

Not finding a suitable landing spot, the captain shook his head at the man standing by the door.

In the next second, the helicopter lowered altitude, the cabin door opened, and a rope fell vertically from the air.

In the darkness of the night, the man was wearing a black coat, his tall body was wearing black leather gloves, and his hands held the rope, and he jumped and slid down the rope.

The boot stepped on the ground, and he bent his right knee slightly and straightened up again.

The moment I took out my phone to unlock it, and the moment the phone restored the signal, several text messages popped up, all from the same person.

[Have you received the news about food poisoning? 】

[There is a high probability that there is a problem with the dinner in the canteen, and the canteen has been blocked]

[More than 95% of the students have mild symptoms of vomiting, diarrhea, and detachment, and 10 people have shown signs of coma and shock, and have been sent to the hospital, and two of them are not out of danger for the time being]

[Parents have received the message]

Each article is not a lot of words, but it is concise and to the point, summarizing what he wants to know most at the moment.

"Han Shao."

The people behind him also got off the plane, several doctors in white coats, carrying first-aid kits.

Han Jing replied with a text message and put away his phone.

"Let's go."

………

Shen Liangzhi has returned to school.

The students in serious condition have all been sent to ambulances, and there are still more than a dozen students in the school who have not been poisoned and more than 20 students who have returned to normal after vomiting.

She was feeding the students water when there was a commotion outside the door.

The little girl in her arms was frightened and shrunk back.

"Well, it's okay, sister go out and have a look, you're so resting."

She touched the little girl's head, opened the door and went out.

More than 30 parents, armed with kitchen knives and sticks, stood at the door of the principal's office next door and made a loud noise.

The female volunteer teacher who was blocked in the office by her parents just came here last month and had no experience in confronting this group of parents at all.

She is thin, less than one meter six tall, in the face of angry parents, she kept bending down to apologize, and wanted to appease her, but her small voice was covered by the rough scolding of rural people.

There is no way to communicate at all.

The saliva-foaming saliva of her parents splashed on her face, and the kitchen knife in her hand flashed in front of her from time to time.

The female teacher wiped the saliva foam on her face, and tears of grievance flowed out at once.

She had just graduated from university with a dream of coming to the mountain village to teach, thinking that teaching was a very beautiful thing, but she didn't expect the parents in the village to be so arrogant.

Shen Liangzhi's face was slightly cold, and he squeezed through the crowd and walked over, blocking the female teacher behind him.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man at the head was a butcher, and when he heard that his son had an accident, he directly picked up a kitchen knife and came over.

Shen Liangzhi looked directly into his eyes:

"I'm the temporary head of the school, you can tell me if you have any demands."

The butcher looked at her young age and did not believe that she was capable at all.

"You little girl, you don't have the ability to handle this matter well, change someone who is qualified to talk to us!"

"Yes, you're so young that you don't have the right to speak."

"Hurry up and change!!"

"Substitution!"

The parents who had been quiet were arguing again.

The butcher gave Shen Liangzhi a "smug" look, holding a knife, and staring at her condescendingly.

The female teacher behind her tugged at her arm and whispered.

"Don't come out, they're really going to do it, and we won't be able to beat their ......"

This group of uncivilized barbarian parents has no way to move them with affection and reason.

Shen Liangzhi's eyebrows twisted slightly, swept across the office, and finally his gaze fell on a mahogany chair.