Wang Dong looked at Zhang Kun and Manager Du, who were lying on the ground screaming in agony.
My body began to tremble involuntarily.
Exciting and exhilarating!
The resentment that had been suppressed in my heart for many years suddenly dissipated.
"You two bad guys, you've finally met your match!"
Wang Dong angrily rebuked them, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.
He thought he would have to endure this humiliation for the rest of his life, with no hope of revenge.
Unexpectedly, justice still exists in the world!
The wicked man who committed numerous evil deeds finally received the punishment he deserved.
Thank God!
"Old Wang, if we had known things would turn out this way, we wouldn't have dared to hurt you even if you had the guts!"
Zhang Kun cried out, enduring the excruciating pain.
Despite the excruciating pain in both legs.
But Zhang Kun hadn't forgotten that the crisis was far from over.
They still have one more hurdle to overcome!
"Old Wang, the two of us are beasts."
"From now on, we will definitely be good people and never do bad things again."
"Please, please use food therapy to help us treat our stomach problems."
"I feel like my intestines are about to burst."
Manager Du pleaded painfully from the side.
"Me too, Lao Wang!"
"We have already been punished for using substandard ingredients."
"Please have mercy and relieve our suffering!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Dong turned his head and looked at Ye Tian.
The idea of using food therapy was first brought up by Ye Tian.
What does he know about food therapy?
It seems this matter still needs Ye Tian to handle.
A mocking sneer crept onto Ye Tian's lips.
"That's simple."
"On behalf of Uncle Wang, I agree."
After Ye Tian finished speaking, he went straight into the kitchen of the noodle shop.
Soon, he came out carrying a bucket of swill.
"Uncle Wang, come, let's treat them."
Wang Dong looked at Ye Tian with a blank and puzzled expression.
"Xiao Song, what's this?"
"Uncle Wang, didn't you say you knew how to feed pigs?" Ye Tian smiled knowingly.
He winked at Wang Dong.
Wang Dong was taken aback, then instantly understood.
There's no such thing as dietary therapy. Xiao Song is clearly just looking for an opportunity to vent his anger.
"Yes, I can!"
A flicker of excitement flashed in Wang Dong's eyes.
He couldn't bring himself to break someone's legs.
However, feeding these two people a few mouthfuls of swill would allow them to vent the anger that had been building up inside them for years.
He couldn't have gotten what he wanted.
Wang Dong picked up the spoon, which was covered in leftover rice and vegetable leaves, and scooped up a spoonful of swill.
"Come here, Mr. Zhang, let me treat you!"
"Open your mouth!"
A nauseating, sour stench assaulted Zhang Kun's nose.
Zhang Kun gagged and almost vomited on the spot.
Looking at Wang Dong, he said with a mournful face.
"Old Wang, you, you're messing with us!"
"How can this thing cure diseases?"
Wang Dong snorted coldly and said irritably.
"If you don't want treatment, then leave!"
"I didn't ask you for anything!"
Zhang Kun and Manager Du's expressions instantly turned ugly.
I would never believe that drinking swill could cure a stomachache.
Wang Dong, this is clearly intentional!
"Old Wang, no, Brother Dong!"
"We were wrong, we really know we were wrong!"
"Please, let us go!"
"If we don't get treatment soon, we'll be in excruciating pain!"
Zhang Kun and Manager Du kowtowed repeatedly to Wang Dong, crying and begging for mercy.
Both of them are now experiencing not only stomach pain, but also excruciating pain in their legs!
We need to get Wang Dong's stomach pain treated quickly.
Then, I need to hurry to the hospital to treat my leg.
Wang Dong snorted coldly and said with a sullen face.
"Then you guys drink!"
Zhang Kun and Manager Du were speechless and at a loss for words.
What the hell should we do?
Manager Du, ever the go-getter, gritted his teeth and said...
"Brother Dong, I'll treat him!"
"Isn't it just swill?"
"If it can cure me, I'll drink it, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Dong immediately scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Manager Du.
"drink!"
Manager Du felt nauseous, but he could tell.
If you don't drink this swill today, you won't get rid of your stomachache.
With a gritted tooth, closed his eyes, grabbed the spoon, and drank it down.
"vomit!"
After taking only one sip, Manager Du couldn't help but want to spit it out.
Seeing this, Wang Dong poured the entire spoonful down his throat.
"No spitting!"
"Drink it all!"
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