This superpower is unreliable.

A few sparrows were hopping around on the ground. Occasionally, when they found one or two grains of rice that had fallen on the ground, they would jump and eat them happily. When they spread their wings and fluttered to another place, they found several pieces of vegetable residue and started pecking again. After pecking for a while, they found nothing and flew back to the tree.

There are more sparrows here on weekdays, because Mingde Building is not far away. The bolder sparrows will even fly directly into the cafeteria to enjoy the freshest food on the spot. Of course, fresh means just after falling to the ground.

Perhaps it was because the usual lunch time had passed, there were fewer sparrows and fewer students, and those who came usually had a late lunch and planned to have afternoon tea to fill their stomachs.

However, some students who were planning to have afternoon tea were stopped by the cafeteria staff and asked to leave as soon as they entered the cafeteria.

At the same time, school staff were quietly moving iron fences to cordon off the entire Mingde Building.

The students who were stopped were talking about it.

"What's wrong? The cafeteria is closed?"

"Aren't there usually some snacks at this time? Why are there none so early today?"

"Let's go, let's go to another cafeteria to eat."

"I always feel like something is wrong. If the food is sold out, why not just close the cafeteria? Why fence off Mingde Building?"

On the other side of the campus, the last ambulance drove into Methodist University and took away several students who were lying on beds in the school clinic. The ambulance honked a few times symbolically and drove out of the campus to Qing'an Hospital a few blocks away.

Although everything was done without much fanfare, once there was movement it disturbed the air.

The movement of air creates wind.

As long as there are people, news will spread quickly.

At this time, in one of the wards of Qing'an Hospital, Su Jin, who was standing beside the bed, felt the serial vibrations of his phone. He took out his phone and saw that both individuals and groups of various sizes were full of bright red dots, and the numbers in the red dots were still rising.

"Hey! Buddy, have you eaten yet? Don't go to Mingde Building!"

"Brothers! Count the survivors! Those who are still alive, report the number!"

"Everyone! Something big has happened at school! Everyone is suffering from food poisoning! It's all because of the people who went to Mingde Building for dinner today!"

"I just saw an ambulance coming to pick someone up!"

"I heard they were all sent to Qing'an Hospital."

"Don't say that. I was one of the unlucky ones who got infected, and I went to the hospital by myself."

"Heaven will destroy Xundao!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is a problem with the canteen contractor."

Su Jin's eyes opened wider and wider. He looked at Huang Chiyao, who was lying on the bed, breathing oxygen and receiving an IV drip and had not yet woken up, and frowned.

Just now, not only Su Jin, but even Luo Tuoman was frightened.

Huang Chiyao suddenly fainted in front of them and didn't respond no matter how they called her. Fortunately, Qing'an Hospital was close to the school and his friend happened to drive by and sent her to the hospital in time.

She has just recovered. The doctor said it might be food poisoning, but we need tests to confirm.

After seeing the messages everyone sent just now, Su Jin realized that it wasn't just Huang Chiyao who was suffering from food poisoning. Most of the students who had eaten in the Mingde Building cafeteria had food poisoning.

"But the time doesn't seem to match." Su Jin muttered to himself.

He looked at Rotman, who was sitting next to him and had no expression on his face, and said softly, "I'll go out for a while."

Su Jin went downstairs to the emergency room and saw that most of the people sitting there were young people. They all had pale faces and lips, and they were holding their stomachs. They looked exhausted. One or two young people stood up suddenly and ran towards the bathroom.

Su Jin looked around and actually found several people he knew.

He quickly walked over and asked, "Hey! Are you guys okay?"

Those people immediately complained to Su Jin with sad faces.

"Brother! I feel like I'm dying..."

"Shit, which food is the problem? The food we ate clearly didn't overlap."

"Now I can't vomit or defecate, and my stomach hurts. I feel so uncomfortable."

"Our symptoms are relatively mild, so we can call a taxi to the hospital. The person lying over there was brought in by ambulance. I heard he's already unconscious."

Several people held Su Jin and talked weakly for a long time, and suddenly they reacted.

"Hey, that's not right, why are you here?"

"You don't look like you've been poisoned."

Su Jin scratched his head.

"I also had dinner in Mingde Building, but in the restaurant on the tenth floor. But I don't seem to be in any trouble."

"The tenth floor? What's the tenth floor?"

"You don't know, right? There's a restaurant on the tenth floor of Mingde Building. I once went there with a professor to have a meal. I heard that the owner is the same, but the prices are much higher. I guess the ingredients are different from those in the cafeteria downstairs, and they are much more high-end."

"No wonder you're fine, this is definitely the difference between the rich and the poor, they treat you differently!"

Su Jin was a little confused.

If that’s the case, then why would the yellow-winged croaker also be poisoned, and the situation be so much more serious?

He first comforted a few friends.

"Thank you for your hard work. Take a good rest while waiting for the doctor. I'll go buy you some bottles of water."

After saying that, he walked out of the hospital, but the first thing he did was to make a phone call.

"Brother, something happened."

"Although I don't know if you care or not, I still want to tell you. Because I personally think you actually care a lot."

When Su Jin returned to Huang Chiyao's ward, she was still asleep. However, Luo Tuomen, who had been sitting there without any reaction, stood up and stretched.

"Hmm~ I'm really tired after sitting for so long. Now that you're back, I'll leave first."

"Wait a moment."

Su Jin strode forward and blocked Rotman's way.

"What's wrong, Baking Soda, are you reluctant to leave me?" Rotman curled the corners of his lips playfully, stretched out his index finger and hooked Su Jin's chin unexpectedly.

"You can't leave. Chiyao hasn't woken up yet."

"I'm not a doctor. Can staying here help her wake up sooner? Can I cheer her up? Come on, come on?"

Su Jin insisted, "You can't leave anyway."

Luo Tuoman looked at Su Jin with sidelong eyes.

"If you keep pestering me like this, my sister will be angry."

"Whatever. My brother asked me to tell you, please stay here and sit for a while." Su Jin did not avoid Luo Tuomen's gaze. Instead, she looked at her straight, as if she wanted to see something on her face.

Luo Tuoman was silent for a few seconds, then sneered. "Brother Zhi is coming too? God, these two are so inseparable, it makes people jealous." She sat back on the stool and crossed her arms in front of her chest, "But why do you have to let me stay here?"

"Because I suspect you are the one who caused Chiyao to get food poisoning."