Northern Myanmar, the hell on earth I experienced

"What? Doctor Song, but our stomachs really hurt right now."

"I feel bloated. It would be strange if I didn't feel any pain after eating so much."

Dr. Song said, pointing to the piles of plates on the table.

Then he said to Wang Shanmei and the others:

"Here are some medicines. Take one pill each! You won't feel so bad after a while."

After Dr. Song finished speaking, he took out a small white bottle of medicine from the medicine box. Wang Shanmei and the others saw this and quickly took a pill with water.

Then Dr. Song said:

"If you feel really bloated, take two pills, and if it's more severe, take three pills."

"Then let's take four pills."

"Take five!"

Dr. Song was about to stop them, but they had already eaten it.

Doctor Song shook his head.

"Don't look for me if anything happens. I'll waive the money for the medicine."

After that, Dr. Song took An Ran away. When he passed by Ah Xin, he winked at her and placed the small medicine bottle directly in front of Ah Xin. Then he said hello to me and left.

Ah Xin picked up the small medicine bottle and took a look at it, her expression instantly brightened.

"How long will it take for Doctor Song to see results?"

Alang shouted.

"Five minutes max."

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Song."

Doctor Song shook his head and left without saying a word.

After Dr. Song left, Ah Xin continued to eat the barbecue while humming a little tune.

I looked at her puzzled.

But she smiled at me.

"Wait and see if there's anything you want to eat? Eat it quickly! You won't be able to eat anything soon."

"What do you mean?"

"eat fast."

"I'm stuffed."

"Then have another drink."

"Alright."

"Then I had another cold beer."

Uncle Qin picked up the stick again and walked in front of the few people.

"Since it's not my meal, then hurry up and pay for it! I'm going to make it clear, if you don't pay for my meal today, no one can leave."

After Uncle Qin finished speaking, Alang approached Uncle Qin again in a servile manner.

"Uncle Qin, I beg you for the last time, please give me some face!"

"Do I give you face? You have to earn it yourself. You are shameless. What can I do? Hurry up and give me the money. Don't waste your time. If you don't have money, just eat your steamed buns. You are pretending to be rich. Do you have nothing to do?"

Afterwards, Wang Shanmei suddenly offered to help wash the dishes.

Uncle Qin slapped Wang Shanmei in the face again.

"Do I have a dish brush? Pay for it now."

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a loud fart was heard, and then everyone held their stomachs and started to cry.

"One of you is pretending to be dead. Doctor Song said you are all fine!"

"No! Uncle Qin, I really feel sick in my stomach right now. Can I go to the toilet?"

After Alang finished speaking, others also said they needed to go to the toilet.

"No! Who knows what tricks you guys are up to? I'm telling you guys, don't play tricks on me one by one, it won't work."

Afterwards, Uncle Qin shouted to the barbecue restaurant behind him, and several people who looked like staff came out of the restaurant.

Uncle Qin shouted to them:

"These guys, they ate the meal but didn't want to pay, and they wanted to run away. Watch them dead. If anyone wants to run away without paying, just beat them to death."

After Uncle Qin finished speaking, several staff members picked up their weapons.

You should know that in the park, not only in the Plaza Street, but also in the supermarkets and the food city, no matter whether it is a big boss or a small boss, almost everyone has some real skills, just to prevent people from taking advantage of them for free.

So naturally, we will have enough weapons and at worst, we can always take out a few batons.

"Brothers, please be kind! I really can't hold it any longer. Please, if you don't let me go, I will shit my pants."

Others said they needed to go to the toilet quickly and asked Uncle Qin to help them.

"No, give me the money first."

"But I really don't have any money."

"It's easy to deal with the lack of money! Then use torture! Try to squeeze it with your tricks and you'll know whether you have any or not."

"Uncle Qin, please let us go! I really can't stand it anymore."

I looked at Alang and the others and they all looked so painful. It didn't look like they were acting at all.

"What are they?"

I asked.

Ah Xin leaned forward, then lowered her body, handed the small white medicine bottle in her hand to me and said to me:

"This is a strong Indian laxative. You will have diarrhea as much as you take. One pill will work immediately."

"Huh? This..."

"Oh, Doctor Song really understands me! Not bad, not bad, that's great!"

"Then they will do so now."

"Yeah, that's right!"

"Uncle Qin, please hurry up, I really can't hold it in."

"So are we."

Others also shouted.

"Get lost, stop giving me that."

Uncle Qin said this and slapped Alang again, knocking him to the ground heavily.

"Uncle Qin, please, I really can't hold it anymore."

"Fuck you."

Uncle Qin said as he kicked Alang again.

Then a puffing sound was heard, followed by puffing sounds from other people as well, and then the air was filled with a stench.

"Fuck you, are you guys eating shit?"

The stench made me want to vomit. No wonder Ah Xin said that she wouldn’t be able to eat for a while. So this is what she meant.

"Get out of here, hurry up and get out. I tell you the money is not less than a penny, and I will go to your manager Bai to reason with him tomorrow. This is outrageous."

Uncle Qin violently cursed at the people who were still making noises.

Afterwards, this group of people, each with a piece of rice in their pockets, walked back in a very weird posture, making puffing sounds as they walked.

Seeing this, Ah Xin felt particularly happy.

Then he took out his cell phone and recorded a video of these people.

"This is the consequence of being a freeloader. You deserve it."

"Ah Xin, this is really a mean trick of yours."

"Stop, stop, stop. I didn't instruct Dr. Song to do this tonight. He did it on his own initiative. This shows how unpleasant this Alang is. No, Dr. Song didn't do anything wrong. Dr. Song was really doing a good deed and helping them solve their bloating problem. As for their diarrhea, it can only be said that they ate too much."

After they left, Uncle Qin and his staff were cleaning the table while cursing.

After cleaning up, he was still angry, so he brought over a stack of beer.

"You must not have drunk well! Come, have a drink with me."

"it is good!"

Although we were already full, we couldn't refuse the hospitality.

"How can these people be so disgusting? It's disgusting. It's disgusting to the extreme."

Uncle Qin took a sip of beer and continued to complain.

"I'm furious."

"Uncle Qin, don't be angry, Dr. Song has avenged you."

Ah Xin said.

But Uncle Qin still looked very angry.

"Don't even think about letting this go, Alang. Just wait for me."