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Chapter 270 Cooking chicken is also a science

Chen Daojun wanted to refuse the proposal of drinking, because Chen Yangzhe was still injured after all, and if he drank, it would not be good for the wound to heal.

"Now the family members should all come here." Chen Yangzhe suddenly said quietly.

"Don't you think it's very lucky that such a big truck just ran over like this?"

"Yeah, I was almost scared to death."

"Haha."

After Chen Yangzhe finished laughing, he suddenly put away his expression: "Why, why don't you ask me why you didn't pay attention to the things behind this incident?"

"What?" Chen Daojun pretended not to understand what he meant.

"Actually, whether the driver was on purpose or not, I don't care who is behind this car accident."

Chen Yangzhe no longer tells serious stories, but proposes:
"Can I have a drink now? How about it, boy?"

"Um, we really should drink to congratulate us on our luck. What would you like to eat?"

Chen Yangzhe smacked his lips and thought for a while, then clapped his hands lightly.

"We got up in the morning to climb the mountain, and we haven't eaten yet, so let's have a full meal. How about stewed chicken and a glass of Dongdong wine (rice wine)?"

"What goes best with the hospital is not stewed chicken, but fried chicken."

"A whole one?"

Chen Yangzhe had a disgusted expression on his face. At his age, he was no longer willing to eat greasy food.

"Then eat both stewed chicken and fried chicken, and simply drink a few cans of beer. You are almost 80. I personally think that Dongdong's alcohol is too strong, and the beer has a low alcohol content. Drink imported craft."

Anyway, Chen Daojun asked Kim Sung-cheol to bring the food. I don't know if it was because of the traffic jam or some other reason, but it took a long time for Kim Sung-cheol to arrive.

Chen Yangzhe blinked when he saw the fried chicken brought back to the ward.

He usually eats the soft snack food specially made by the chef of Zhengxinzhai, and he has never seen such a thing before.

"What is this? The whole chicken is black, can it be eaten?"

Daojun explained: "This is called finger-licking chicken with soy sauce. Is this the first time you have seen it?"

"What the hell is the name of the chicken, did the chicken fall into the soy sauce?"

"Haha, this is the special delicacy in the streets and alleys, do you want to have a taste?"

Chen Yangzhe waved his hand reluctantly.

"Forget it, you can eat as much as you want, I will eat stewed chicken."

After a toast with canned beer, the two began nibbling on their respective chickens.

Daojun put on plastic gloves and opened the fried chicken with both hands. The light sauce-colored chicken revealed its white texture and exuded a strange fragrance.

After the fragrance spread to the ward, Chen Yangzhe finally couldn't restrain his curiosity.

"Give me one, it smells really good, it smells really good"

Chen Daojun shook his head, why is the current Chen Yangzhe just like the old naughty boy, still greedy?
He smiled and handed over a chicken wing, wondering how the other party would react but sure enough.

The salty, spicy taste stimulated the tongue, and Chen Yangzhe's expression changed immediately.

This taste, for him who usually pays attention to health preservation, is no less than opening the door to a new world.

He directly moved the stewed chicken to Daojun's side:
"Dao Jun."

"Yes."

"Let's eat instead."

really.

When people are hungry, it is difficult to resist this delicious food.

Chen Yangzhe squinted his eyes, picked up the finger-licking chicken and began to chew it. Although his age, his teeth were really good, and he took a bite of a large piece of chicken that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Don't eat too much, it's bad for digestion."

Chen Daojun shook his head, he could only pick up his chopsticks and gnaw on the stewed chicken silently, it was really tasteless.
He would rather gnaw on the bones of plain chicken.

It seems that cooking chicken is also a science.

On the other side, in a private house.

A plainly dressed middle-aged man is facing torture:

"Stop pretending, and be frank? Who told you to lend Kim Il-tae the car, huh?"

The middle-aged man was drunk last night, and now he was pulled up from the bed, a little confused: "Who are you, my door is obviously closed, how did you get in?"

"There was a guy driving your car and hit someone, we are the families of the victim, what happened?"

"No, can't it? Could it be that he killed someone?"

The truck driver was held down by three men in suits and leather shoes, his face flushed.

"I don't know if he died yet. Compared to this, I want to know more. Did someone instruct you to lend the truck to others?"

The leading man in a suit wearing sunglasses asked:
"Ah, no, I really don't know, it's just that after driving all night, I was partying with friends and drinking. I went home and went to bed last night. I didn't go anywhere. Please believe me, I don't know Kim Ritai guy."

"Believe it or not is up to us to judge. As long as you tell the truth, your life will be as if nothing happened. As long as you lie half a word, you will be finished."

The truck driver suddenly got out of bed and knelt down.

"I'm wronged, I have too little work recently, so I can only empty the car, and I can't even earn the oil price. Because I can't make money at work, I was scolded by my wife. I had dinner with my friends angrily and drank half a bottle of soju, because I fell asleep at home when I was drunk, but I didn’t expect the car to be taken away by someone.”

He reached out to touch the car keys in his trouser pocket, wanting to prove that he really didn't know, but no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find his bunch of keys.

"I, I... probably got drunk yesterday and dropped it in a restaurant, and someone picked it up." The truck driver simply hit his head on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Li Xuezai, who had been silently watching this scene, came out quietly and said to his subordinates who followed behind.

"This guy has been scared out of his wits. You can continue to question him to the end, and report immediately if you ask anything."

"Yes, Chief."

Seeing the truck driver even shed tears, the doubts of several other interrogators never disappeared.

"Really? Got it, let's go to work."

Li Xuezai went to Chen Yangzhe's ward after bending over and leaving under his subordinates.

"Is the family here?"

"Yes, your driver and Kim Yoon-seok's acting wife and mother are here."

According to the regulations of Shunyang Hospital, if there is a car accident, the family members can be notified.

"Let everyone not worry, prepare a good rest place nearby?" Chen Yangzhe explained an alternative plan in a second thought.

"I arranged a hotel, and there was an empty ward next to it, and there was a more professional member of the strategy department who was working next to it, so I also arranged it."

"here you go."

Chen Yangzhe seemed satisfied with Li Xuezai's detailed arrangement and nodded.

"But President, I haven't informed them of your current situation yet"

This is where Li Xuezai is so ruthless, playing tricks to keep the situation in trouble.

Chen Yangzhe saw what Li Xuezai meant.

"You want to see everyone's reaction?"

"Yes, someone would have acted, if it wasn't a mere accident but a plan."

"It seems that you don't think it was a simple accident at all, Xuezai." Chen Yangzhe nodded slightly.

(End of this chapter)