Chapter 854: Chapter 330: Soul Ascension, Explosive Public Opinion, Seven or Eight Years in Prison Minimum! (Part 3)

The very next instant.

Song Wanqing saw three people at the door—two women and one man—dressed in Jiangdi Lao uniforms, holding signs and directly singing Happy Birthday to her.

"Comrade Xiao Song! Happy birthday!!"

Zhang Lingchuan had already changed his clothes and come out of the bathroom.

In an instant.

Song Wanqing’s brain crashed.

Her whole mind went blank as she stood there dumbfounded on the spot.

"The... the takeout is this???"

She looked at Zhang Lingchuan in shock.

"Yeah. I was originally going to order barbecue, but then I felt barbecue wasn’t grand enough. I checked with Jiangdi Lao and it turns out they have an at-home birthday service, and you can customize a birthday cake too, so I ordered the whole set. How is it, are you satisfied?"

Very quickly.

The entire deluxe double room had turned into a deluxe Jiangdi Lao hotpot buffet.

Zhang Lingchuan said with a big grin.

"Once again, happy birthday~"

"We’ll make a serving of birthday noodles for you on-site over here."

The two "vibe crew" members finished setting up and then started singing.

The guy was a chef.

He directly made longevity noodles on-site.

Of course, all the ingredients were prepped in advance; on-site he was just doing a performance-style demo, then he put them into the portable little stove they’d brought along to boil.

Even though it was winter at the moment.

The staff still opened the windows.

After all, if you don’t open the windows, a birthday banquet can easily turn into a deathday banquet.

Inside, it was noisy and lively.

The bleak cold wind came in through the window and hit Xiaosong’s face.

Song’s mouth twitched.

Yes, Teacher Zhang had thrown her a birthday she’d never even dared to imagine.

Too abstract!!

So this is what a straight guy is like!!

Is she happy or not, you ask? Of course she’s happy.

Because Teacher Zhang actually remembered her birthday, and even invited the Jiangdi Lao team over to celebrate, giving her both a scare and a surprise.

And the birthday was done very thoughtfully.

He directly had the chef come to the hotel to do a live performance of making longevity noodles.

The only thing was that the surprise was a bit... off in direction.

But then she thought about it.

Skewed... that’s the real Teacher Zhang.

If he’d been normal tonight, that actually wouldn’t quite fit Teacher Zhang’s style.

Northeast Chun City.

"Beep beep—"

Old Song was watching TV in the living room.

Suddenly his phone lit up sharply.

Seeing that it was a WeChat from his daughter, his heart clenched—it’s already past one and she’s still not asleep?!

She’s not going to be up to something on her 21st birthday night, is she!

Old Song panicked!

With his heart pounding at a super high speed, he tapped open WeChat.

"???"

The next second, Old Song’s face was full of question marks.

Because it turned out to be multiple videos, plus a bunch of photos.

Just one glance and you could tell which ones were taken by his daughter and which ones by Xiaochuan.

Let’s just say, good thing his daughter’s looks can carry any camera angle.

"This kid... sure enough, it’s him!!"

After a while.

Having watched all the videos, Old Song sent a message back to his daughter.

Ordering Jiangdi Lao’s at-home service to celebrate a birthday.

Like, who would normally think of doing something like that.

The key thing was, judging from that kid’s expression, it looked like he genuinely thought his idea was awesome.

But well.

It really was pretty awesome.

The only thing is, it was a bit too abstract.

But this kid has always been abstract; like, he was a perfectly good Veterinarian and somehow turned himself into a human doctor—tell me that’s not outrageous.

"But you two better not drink at all... Alco—alcohol is bad for your health."

Old Song sent another message at this point.

He saw that the two of them were sharing a room again, though at least it was a twin room.

But young people drinking are like dry wood and fire—so long as it’s a single room with a man and a woman alone, forget two beds, even with three beds the place can still catch fire.

"Dad, you’re overthinking it."

Song Wanqing replied with five words.

If Teacher Zhang were the type to proactively suggest alcohol, he wouldn’t have ended up ordering a mini hotpot, longevity noodles, and a cake for her tonight instead.

The night quietly settled.

Zhang Lingchuan and Song Wanqing each went back to their own bed.

Luckily they didn’t order too much.

So the two of them just managed to finish everything.

"Master Zhang, thank you. I really didn’t expect I’d still get to celebrate my birthday tonight. I originally thought no one would celebrate it for me this time~"

Song Wanqing lay on her side and looked at Zhang Lingchuan.

"Hahaha, this is mainly on me, I didn’t even know when your birthday was, Xiaosong. When I invited Jiangdi Lao over to put on this little show tonight, I actually thought you might not like it. I also didn’t know what to give you; those gold pendants and jade trinkets and stuff feel a bit tacky to me, and I figured if I bought one and you didn’t accept it, that’d be super awkward."

Zhang Lingchuan had actually noticed Comrade Xiao Song’s expression.

He felt like tonight’s late-night snack hadn’t quite made it into her heart.

"I like it! I was originally planning to just eat two pieces of Mousse cake for a late-night snack tonight, and then Master Zhang you went and brought the whole Jiangdi Lao team over! I even got to eat birthday noodles, it’s awesome, awesome!!"

Song Wanqing gave him a thumbs-up.

As for why she was feeling a bit down, there was no way she could say it out loud.

That’d be way too awkward.

After all, a proper girl having that kind of content in her browser...

Oh right.

She had to remember to clear her browser history before going to sleep.

"As long as you like it. So, Comrade Xiao Song, what kind of gift do you want?"

Zhang Lingchuan sighed.

You only get one birthday a year.

She’d been running around all over with him.

On her birthday, he really should buy her something.

"Master Zhang, honestly, I’m a pretty vulgar person~"

Song Wanqing’s lips curled up slightly as she raised an eyebrow.

Time quickly jumped to the next morning.

Early in the morning, the Market Supervision Bureau got to work and set up a dedicated investigation team.

Because public attention on this Mousse incident was very high.

Ten o’clock in the morning.

On the high-speed train heading to Liangshan Prefecture.

The place they were going to livestream from was Meibu County; they had to go to the prefectural capital of Liangshan Prefecture first, then take a bus down to the county.

The first leg was about three hours by high-speed rail.

The latter leg was four hours by coach.

They estimated they’d arrive by evening.

And the livestream was scheduled for tomorrow, so the timing was pretty tight.

"Oh my God, Master Zhang, this Breaking Bad lady is way too outrageous! You know what? The test results are out now, and I seriously don’t know how she still dares to call herself a ’conscientious business owner.’"

Song Wanqing was holding her phone.

She looked at a trending news item on the hot search list and immediately got goosebumps all over her scalp.

"What’s up?"

Zhang Lingchuan leaned his head over to take a look.

"Look at this, according to the lab report, they found staphylococcal enterotoxins from Staphylococcus aureus in the patient’s vomit, Salmonella exceeding the standard by 70 times, and coliform bacteria exceeding the standard by 40 times. The decorative flowers were oleander, which contains the toxic compound nerium alkaloid."

Song Wanqing read it out.

This already exposed extremely serious hygiene issues.

"Uhhh..."

Zhang Lingchuan rubbed his forehead.

She really is hardcore.

Just how bad do your hygiene conditions have to be to reach this level.

"I’m seriously feeling more and more sorry for that dude who scarfed down the cake in one go last night, Master Zhang. Do you think he can survive?"

Song Wanqing spread her hands.

Too tragic.

"That I’m not sure about... But I believe everyone wants him to live, especially that female boss who sold the Mousse."

No mission prompt had popped up for him.

So he genuinely didn’t know whether the person was alive or dead.

But one thing was certain.

The public wanted him to pull through.

Even though he was kind of a dumbass, people still wanted to see a living, breathing negative example; his being alive had more value than his death.

As for the female boss who sold the Mousse, there was even less need to mention it.

If he died, she’d be going straight to prison!!

And we’re talking at least seven or eight years to start, up to a life sentence.

At this moment, West China Hospital.

"His toxin levels are extremely high. We’re currently using hemodialysis and other professional treatments to bring the toxin concentration down, but you also need to be prepared for the worst."

Li Yuanfei’s family had all rushed over from Mountain City.

Because the hospital had already issued a critical condition notice.

As for Long Ruxiang, she no longer had even a trace of that previous "I’m a queen, I make over a million a year" aura.

She didn’t even dare open WeChat.

Because "ding ding ding..." it was filled with messages.

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