Let's go, we'll see the official.
"Doctor Zhang, think of something, please. I can't hold it back anymore." Another person suddenly bent over, "Help me, quick, I'm going to soil myself!"
Those who were originally planning to buy cakes at the stall, upon hearing this, immediately put down what they were holding and quickly walked away with their noses covered in disgust.
Except for this group of people, the front of the stall emptied in an instant.
Even the guests who were about to enter Fengyue Restaurant to dine ran away, fearing that they would be nauseated.
Zhang Xiaoying: "..."
"Save me, Doctor Zhang, oh dear, oh dear...."
"My stomach hurts so much, I really can't hold it in anymore."
Despite their incessant shouting, there was no sign of them actually defecating.
Moreover, as far as Zhang Xiaoying could tell, aside from their pained expressions, they didn't seem like they were truly at death's door.
"Doctor Zhang, why aren't you saving anyone?"