Chapter 1113 Trap and Ambush

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Ye Hong looked at the shop called "An Tong Xiaoche" in his hand, and thought flashed in his eyes.

The name of the store is common and common.

In the Antong District of Bailu City, there are a large number of storefronts prefixed with the district name.

Such as Antong Kitchen, Antong Electric, Antong Snacks and the like.

The storefront is also very ordinary, a small shop less than 20 square meters, selling some home-cooked dishes.

But because of this, it caught Ye Hong's attention.

No matter how bad the business of an ordinary store is, it can still sell hundreds of copies every day, otherwise it will be closed long ago.

But Yehong found that the information mentioned that such a small shop only sold fifty meals a day.

No more, no less, fifty per day.

How can a store control the daily sales to be exactly equal?

Unless it's rationed somewhere.

The so-called abnormality must have a demon, Ye Hong put this information aside, preparing to study it later.

This small shop was recommended by Zhang Yuchen. In his words, it was a delicious shop that he accidentally discovered while passing by.

Even though Ye Hong trusts Zhang Yuchen, but now that the Catering Association is newly established, everything has to be careful.

Ye Hong, the general manager, sighed deeply, and began to bury his head in transcribing the rules and regulations of the association.

......

A few days later, when Ye Hong was preparing to go out at his home in Tianheyuan, he received a rarely received call.

"Vice President Jiang, what's the matter?" Ye Hong answered the phone.

The person who called was Jiang Zuoan, the vice president of the 185th Hospital.

You must know that Ye Hong's affairs are usually handed over to Nalanxue. It can be said that Nalanxue is equivalent to the acting dean.

Like Jiang Zuoan, they always contact Nalanxue directly, and they rarely come to disturb Ye Hong.

"President, something is bad, Vice President Nalan fainted!"

Jiang Zuoan's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Don't worry, tell me what's going on."

Ye Hong frowned.

I just fainted. Can there be no one to deal with so many doctors in the dignified 185 hospital? Ye Hong didn't believe it.

"According to the analysis of our group of experts, Vice President Nalan seems to be poisoned!

Dean, now Vice Dean Nalan's life is at stake, come and have a look! "

"Well, I'll rush over right away."

Ye Hong put on his coat and rushed out of the house.

While heading to the community parking lot, he dialed Wei Qing's number.

There was a sound of shutdown coming from the receiver, and it seemed that Wei Qing should have gone abroad again.

......

And just when Ye Hong drove Ye Jue to the 185 Hospital, the 185 Hospital, the Critical Illness Research Center.

The Critical Illness Research Center is a laboratory built by Kuai Changfeng, the former director of the No. 185 Hospital.

The laboratory is dedicated to researching treatments for major diseases such as major cancers.

Usually the research center only allows the vice presidents and experts to communicate, so it is extremely deserted.

Especially today, there are only a few people in the laboratory.

In the slightly dim laboratory, the rising sun projected onto the window glass, reflecting the two sad faces in front of the window.

"Qiu... Mr. Qiu, will Ye Hong be fooled?"

Jiang Zuo'an cautiously said to Qiu Yishan who was beside him with a look of fear and dread.

Since knowing Qiu Yishan's real background, Jiang Zuoan secretly found out how lucky he was to be alive after fighting with Qiu Yishan for so long!