Food customizer.

In the toilet.

"Hey, I'm going to die!"

Feng Yaoyang squatted in the pit and reached back to touch it in disbelief.

He knew he had small hemorrhoids during his previous physical examination, but something very unpleasant happened when he went to the toilet today.

I don’t know if it was because the food was a bit spicy, but that thing actually fell out of it!

It was Feng Yaoyang's first time to experience this kind of thing. He didn't dare to touch it rashly. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was more appropriate to stuff it in or just leave it like this.

But as he started squatting in the pit, the thing that fell out gradually started to become hot, as if someone had cut his anus and sprinkled a pot of pepper water directly!

That feeling is so sour and refreshing.

I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die.

Less than a minute after Feng Yaoyang hung up the phone, Ah Wu's urgent voice came from outside the cubicle.

"Boss, boss! Boss, where are you?"

Gan!

Feng Yaoyang held the partition in pain with one hand and knocked lightly on the compartment door with the other hand, "You street boy, keep your voice down!"

A Wu touched his head and followed the position of the voice to find Feng Yaoyang. He stood outside the door and said with concern, "Boss, is it okay?"

Feng Yaoyang gently pushed the door open and said, "Come in."

Although Awu and Mr. Feng had been together for more than thirty years, suddenly faced with this strange request, he still stayed there for a while.

"Why are you dazed? Come on, I'm going to die!"

After Ah Wu realized what he was doing, he yelled and ducked sideways into the cubicle. Su Chen at the door saw Monk Zhang Er scratching his head.

I didn't know what the two men were doing inside, so I had to take a few steps inside and said, "It's okay."

"Boss Su, help call an ambulance!"

"Ah?" Su Chen had already taken out his cell phone. While making the call, he was still a little uneasy, "What's going on?"

"A meatball fell out." Awu said in a muffled voice.

wipe!

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, Su Chen could still imagine the sour feeling. It is said that anorectal surgery is every man's ultimate nightmare!

Then I thought back to Mr. Feng who had just eaten so many spicy rabbit heads and brains.

This kind of thing should be ignored in normal times, but it happened to be hemorrhoids at this time. Now Mr. Feng may just be in a little pain.

If he wants to go to the toilet after he is unable to go to the hospital for surgery,

"Fuck, I don't dare think about it."

A tough guy like Su Chen couldn't help but shudder all over and made an anal lift. He wished he could turn his white jade hands into white jade flowers and lend them to Mr. Feng for use.

The ambulance came quickly.

Under Su Chen's command, the little brother pushed the stretcher cart directly into the bathroom.

Feng Yaoyang's pants had been pulled up by Awu, and he stood up painfully holding on to the wall.

"Boss Su, can I borrow an apron?"

"Oh!" Su Chen untied the apron from his belly and handed it to Feng Yaoyang.

The other party thought for a few seconds, then decisively lay down on the stretcher and covered his face with an apron.

"Holy shit!" The guy pushing the stretcher suddenly shouted, "Why does this scene feel so familiar?"

"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly!" Awu helped push the stretcher.

This movement had already attracted the customers who were eating to watch. As soon as the stretcher cart rolled out of the bathroom, a group of people immediately gathered around it.

"What's going on? Did you kill another person today?"

"Shit! What do you mean eating someone to death again? What happened to this person? How did he get pushed out of the bathroom? I didn't see anyone selling drinks here?"

"It's so fierce! Someone actually ate himself into the bathroom again, huh? I think I've seen that person pushing the cart somewhere?"

Mr. Feng, who was lying on the stretcher truck, kicked A Wu stubbornly, "Get out!"

Awu also discovered the problem.

The boss's head was blocked, but he wasn't. He simply left the stretcher truck with his hands and just followed the crowd out.

When I walked to the elevator.

Awu suddenly remembered something, "Wait for me!"

The guy pushing the stretcher looked at this scene in confusion, "Nima? Am I trapped on the same day? Are you going to eat?"

Ah Wu turned around and ran to the dining table to pick up Su Chen's freshly baked tofu puffs, sucked it into his mouth, and then strode into the elevator.

The little brother was instantly shaken.

It turns out that I am the leading actor!

As the elevator door closed, the sirens of "Whoa~Whoa~" came from downstairs, and the hospital ambulance sped away.

Su Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, Mr. Feng's sudden onset of hemorrhoids cannot be blamed on him, and it has nothing to do with eating so much spicy food today.

But Su Chen didn't dare to think about Mr. Feng's next days.

"Zhang Li, tell Liu Shengnan."

"What did you say?" Little Short Legs nestled in the kitchen, trying to steal a rabbit head.

"Tomorrow, buy a bunch of flowers and fruits and go to the hospital to visit Mr. Feng. Oh, by the way, these rabbit heads and brain flowers haven't been eaten yet, so I'll pack some for Mr. Feng and send them over."

Zhang Li said simply, not knowing what it meant.

Once the farce was over for the time being, Su Chen was afraid that he would be surrounded by customers asking about what happened today, so he had to send Ling Shuyu a WeChat message to ask her to help deal with it.

Then he went back to the office on the 19th floor.

[Su Chen: How is Mr. Feng? 】

When they first met to discuss cooperation, Su Chen and Feng Yaoyang added friends, and later Awu also added Su Chen's WeChat account.

Awu unexpectedly responded very quickly.

However, he did not speak or type, but sent a short video.

Su Chen clicked to take a look.

The content of the video is very simple.

Several big characters are clearly visible in the picture: Jingzhou People's Hospital, Anorectal Department, Under Surgery.

[Awu: It’s a small problem, just cut it off and it’ll be over! 】

Su Chen: (⊙⊙)

Damn, if these are all minor problems, what is a big problem?

Now that the matter has come to this, there really is no other way.

Now that Mr. Feng was fucked in the hospital again, Su Chen returned to the recliner and continued to study the recipes he had been working on for a few days.

He kept going back and forth between the practice room and reality. It was not until almost ten o'clock in the evening that Su Chen stood up straight and stretched his arms.

Appetizers are basically done.

Similarly, this time Su Chen gave himself the requirement in the practice room: first make all the thirteen dishes that must be used to A level. If there is still time, then keep improving, and try as much as possible in the main dishes and Da Cai works hard and strives to reach S level.

At ten o'clock, all the guests on the third floor had left the company, and now Aunt Fang and her men were responsible for tidying up and cleaning the kitchen.

Zhang Heping and Lao Shiqi helped cook a large table of food and were preparing to eat with the employees.