Although it was night time, there were still many people in the tea house. Father Jiang's movement shocked everyone.
After all, it was a tea house. It was usually quiet and elegant. As the owner of this place, Jiang Wensheng always appeared calm and elegant in front of the guests. He had never been so angry before.
When the three men were convulsing on the ground just now, Jiang Wensheng still had a trace of rationality left and quickly called the ambulance. But now, he was so angry because of a girl?
Moreover, this girl was indeed a little strange.
He had an outstanding appearance and a cold temperament. He wore the simplest sportswear and carried a bag on his back. As soon as he appeared, he poured some strange water into the three people's mouths. However, what was shocking was that the three people who were convulsing were obviously much better. Now, even their complexions had almost recovered.