"Is it important to do an exclusive interview with him?" Seeing that this girl does not seem to have a prominent family background, maybe it is important for her to become a positive person, Ye Haoxuan's heart can't help but soften.
"Of course, your dean's exclusive interview is the most difficult. Our radio station's gold medal reporter has not been able to get it done. The station director has put down his words. Who can do his exclusive interview, promotion on the job, regular internship..." Wen Ling
He said resentfully, "But that guy can't even see anyone."
Ye Haoxuan touched his nose in embarrassment, wondering if he should help this girl. After all, it is not easy for little girls.
"I won't be able to interview you, but I still want to thank you for helping me tonight. How about I treat you to a late-night snack?" Wen Ling is a lively girl, and she immediately puts aside her unhappiness and says cheerfully.
"Then why are you embarrassed? It's just a little effort." Ye Haoxuan smiled.
"It's easy to do. All my equipment is in the station. If I lose it, it will cost me an ocean. My half-year internship salary will be gone. Let's go. It's just a midnight snack." Wen Ling smiled sweetly.
"Okay, thank you in advance." Ye Haoxuan was indeed a little hungry, so he nodded happily.
"But I'm a poor person. I can't treat you to a health restaurant. I can only treat you to Chaos on the roadside." Wen Ling had agreed in advance.
"Just keep me fed. I thought you wanted to treat me to a trowel and cold water." Ye Haoxuan smiled.
"Tch...I won't treat my savior like that. Let's go, handsome man Ye." Wen Ling said with a smile.
There is a small street behind Shuguang Hospital. Since the flow of people here is relatively large and most of them are salary-earners, the snack business here is very popular at night. It is now 11 o'clock in the evening, and the roadside stalls are booming.
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Since Shuguang Hospital is a civilian hospital, although the cost of treatment is low, most of the patients' family members still cannot afford the nearby restaurants, so the stalls here have benefited from Shuguang Hospital, and the people who set up stalls here come from all over to make a living.
people.
A bowl of Chaos here costs 5 or 6 yuan, and if you have a big appetite, you can buy Yudi Guokui, which costs 5 yuan a piece, and keep enough to eat. Although the life of ordinary people is difficult, it is also warm.
The two of them chose a clean stall and sat down. Wen Ling threw out a twenty-yuan bill and shouted: "Boss, two bowls of chaos, one big and one small."
"Okay, two bowls of Chaos, one big and one small." The stall owner quickly changed the money, then ordered a sufficient amount of Chaos, added seasonings, and after the Chaos was cooked, added broth, put on coriander, and two steaming bowls of Chaos.
Chaos is ready.
"Try it, it's a snack, but it tastes good. I came here after get off work for half a month to look for your convulsive dean, but every time I didn't see him until midnight, and I didn't eat anything when I went back every night. I can't sleep even with the bowl." Wen Ling said.
"Ahem, let me tell you a piece of news. Our director who often had convulsions was only here every morning. After thirty consultations and ward rounds, he was no longer in the hospital. If you come in the next morning, you will definitely be able to catch him.
"Ye Haoxuan said.
"Ah, so that's it. No wonder I keep watch every day, but I can't see him." Wen Ling suddenly realized, "I've been made to keep this girl here for so many days. I'm really angry to death."
Wen Ling depressedly put Chaos into his mouth with a spoon, then bit it in his mouth bitterly, and then swallowed it, as if Chaos was made of Ye Haoxuan's flesh.
Ye Haoxuan smiled bitterly. It seemed that this girl had a strong opinion of him. Thinking about it, she stayed up until midnight for half a month just to do an exclusive interview. Now that she knew that most of the month was in vain, you can imagine how she feels.
Ye Haoxuan stirred the bowl of chaos with a spoon, and a scent came to his nostrils. However, this scent was mixed with a delicate fragrance, which made Ye Haoxuan's heart move. There seemed to be something wrong with this fragrance.
He scooped up some soup with a spoon, put it into his mouth, and tasted it carefully. His expression changed slightly, and then he stretched out his hand to stop Wen Ling who was eating happily and said, "Don't eat it, there is a problem."
"What, what's the problem?" Wen Ling asked in surprise.
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The material was actually a poppy shell.
Ye Haoxuan instantly understood why Wen Ling couldn't sleep without eating a bowl every night. It turned out to be this reason.
Poppy shells contain very little poppy ingredients, but it can increase the fragrance of food and make people feel that the food is delicious. Moreover, because of the small amount of poppy ingredients, people will develop some dependence on the food here. Over time, people will also feel that the food is delicious.
Addicted to eating.
Therefore, in recent years, the state has banned the addition of poppy shells to food, which is no different from drug trafficking.
"What is this? Isn't it aniseed?" Wen Ling asked.
"This is a poppy shell." Ye Haoxuan said.
"Poppy..." Wen Ling's face turned pale instantly. The spoon in her hand fell to the ground with a thud, and she stared at the piece of aniseed on Ye Haoxuan's spoon with her mouth shut.
Ye Haoxuan continued to rummage in the bowl and found some poppy shells remaining in the soup.
"I...I won't be addicted to drugs, right?" Wen Ling asked stammering.
"No, the portion is very small and it won't be addictive." Ye Haoxuan shook his head.
"These unscrupulous traders." A trace of anger showed on Wen Ling's face. She took out her SLR camera from her bag and took a few photos of the poppy shells. She wanted to expose them.
"What are you doing?" The stall owner, who was very enthusiastic just now, suddenly fell down.
"Let me ask you, what is this?" Wen Ling pointed to the poppy shell picked out on the table.
"This is just aniseed, what's wrong?" the stall owner asked with a bad look.
"Aniseed? Well, I'll call the police now and let the police identify what these are." Wen Ling said as he took out his mobile phone.
"Girl, you want to cause trouble, right?" The stall owner knocked Wen Ling's cell phone to the ground, then picked up a kitchen knife and walked over with a gloomy expression. He kicked the table in front of Wen Ling and Ye Haoxuan.
Turning the page, he shouted loudly, "Fellows, someone is looking for trouble."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw five or six vendors adjacent to the stall owner surrounding him with tools. These people were either holding boning knives or machetes, and they all stared at Wen Ling with unkind expressions.
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"What do you want to do? I'm a reporter." Wen Ling's face changed. These people had fierce looks on their faces and held all kinds of things in their hands. She couldn't help but feel a little panicked. She was just a little girl who had just graduated. How could she see this?
through this kind of heating.
"Reporter? What does a reporter do? You are not the kind who stands on the street, are you? Hahaha." A stall owner selling vermicelli laughed loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his mouth tighten, and then a sharp tearing pain came over him, but Ye Haoxuan on the side picked up a bench and stuffed a bench leg into his mouth.
The stall owner fell backwards, and his accomplices quickly pulled out the teeth in his mouth. However, the teeth in the boy's mouth were almost broken. His mouth was full of blood, and he started wailing on the ground.
"Keep your mouth clean next time. Didn't you see the beauty here? Her mouth is full of excrement." Ye Haoxuan clapped his hands and said nonchalantly.
"If you dare to cause trouble, I will chop you up alive." The Chaos stall owner was furious. He picked up the kitchen knife in his hand and pointed it at Ye Haoxuan's head.
Ye Haoxuan snatched the kitchen knife from his hand, and then violently pulled it back with the blade of the knife. There was a clear sound. The stall owner selling chaos had half of his teeth smashed by the side of the kitchen knife. He covered his mouth and vomited on the side.
The blood is coming.
"Who are you..." Seeing that Ye Haoxuan knocked down two people with just one move, and with bare hands, these people couldn't help but panic.
"I am a doctor in a hospital. You add poppy shells to your food. This is no different from drug trafficking. Is this worthy of your own conscience?" Ye Haoxuan said.
"Boy, we don't offend the river. Now if you compensate our medical expenses and losses, and then kneel down and apologize to us, I will consider letting you go." A stall owner with a rude face said.
"What do you think if I don't pay compensation?" Ye Haoxuan said leisurely.
"No compensation? Hey, then we'll call the police." One person sneered.
"Of course you have to report it to the police. What's the difference between doing this and selling drugs? Wen Ling, call the police immediately." Ye Haoxuan said calmly.
"Okay." Wen Ling picked up the mobile phone that fell on the ground and hurriedly dialed the alarm call. Although the screen of the mobile phone was broken, it did not hinder its use.
"Who wants to call the police?" As a voice came, a team of joint defense members rushed over from the side.
Each of these guys was disheveled, smelling of alcohol, and one was shirtless. He had a pretty decent image, at least he was wearing a zone defense hat.
"It's me, I want to call the police." Wen Ling saw the joint defense team members approaching and quickly hung up the phone.
"What happened? Who is fighting here?" Looking at the two stall owners groaning on the ground, the joint defense team shouted loudly.
"They illegally added poppies to their food, and we found out, so they besieged us. I was acting in self-defense." Wen Ling calmed down, and when she saw the joint defense team members, she felt a little calmer.
"Adding poppies? Is there any evidence? Have you taken any photos?" the joint defense team member asked in a condescending tone.
"Okay, I'm a reporter." Wen Ling handed over his SLR camera.
"Is this considered evidence?" Wei's team member didn't even look at it. He suddenly picked up Zhong Ling's SLR camera and slammed it on the ground. With a click, the SLR worth nearly ten thousand yuan was smashed into pieces.
"You, how could you do this? Why did you throw my things?" Wen Ling was shocked. The camera belonged to the TV station. She lent it and used it when not working. If it broke, she would have to pay for it.