() Although it is still a bit hot in summer, the inside of the cell is actually cooler than outside the high wall. I don’t know if it’s because of the excessive yin, or is there something else? Or maybe it’s because it’s warm in winter and cool in summer.

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Bai Chi lazily leaned against the wall of the prison cell, closed his eyes slightly, and listened to several people bragging about his past "glorious" deeds. Bai Chi has learned a lot over the past few days.

Some of the stuff looks really cheesy, but it has to be quite interesting.

Sometimes Bai Chi even wonders in a bad way, what would be the effect if his family's unlocking skills were used on the professional skills of these people? Wouldn't it be a way to get rich overnight?

In fact, these are all minor. The most important thing is that Bai Chi knows one thing: originally some of the work done by these people was very clean, but the problem was either the sale of stolen goods or the betrayal of accomplices.

Betrayal accounts for more than 90% of the cases. This proves that people's hearts are unpredictable and everyone is not as simple as they seem on the surface. There are people in this world who are loyal enough to be friends, but they are definitely not many.

"Second Master, Second Master, what's wrong with you?"

While Bai Chi was thinking wildly, an exclamation came from the cell. Suddenly, more than a dozen people from the wind farm rushed into the cell and looked at the second master, Old Yin, who was lying on the bed with purple color and seemed to be out of breath.

Bai Chi's expression changed, he looked at Shan Dao and Wu Zi who were squatting there anxiously, and couldn't help but ask

"What's wrong, Brother Wu Zi, what's wrong with Second Master?"

Wu Zi's eyes widened, and after holding it in for a long time, he came out with three words.

"have no idea."

The mountain knife looked back at Bai Chi, his face a little anxious, and said

"The old man caught some wind and cold last night, and his old asthma problem came back. It's the time for the guards to eat, and they can't find anyone. In addition, that kind of medicine is not allowed in the cell, so that's why."

When Wu Zi heard this, he suddenly became anxious. He stood up and rushed to the iron gate and roared.

"Report to the correctional officer, someone is sick, someone is dying..."

The entire No. 3 Prison was silenced by Wu Zi's roar. All the people in the cells of No. 3 Prison were silent at this time. Except for Wu Zi's roar echoing in the entire prison passage, nothing could be heard anymore.

Other voices.

After a while, several people in cells 301 and 302 at the front also yelled, "Cell No. 3 is reporting to the correctional officer. Someone in cell 308 is sick. Someone is coming as soon as possible."

Bai Chi couldn't help but feel a slight movement in his heart when he heard the screams from the cell in front, thinking that these people were not so insensitive. In the face of the most precious life, even the heinous people would lend a helping hand.

The shouting continued for about three to five minutes. Old Man Yin's complexion gradually became more ugly, his eyes widened, and he inhaled as wide as possible, but it still didn't help. At this moment, Guard Deng ran from the direction of the office.

He came over, his eyebrows were furrowed, and there was a piece of white rice hanging from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was eating in the cafeteria just now.

"What's going on? Mountain knife."

Guard Deng couldn't help but change his expression when he looked at Old Man Yin lying on the bunk. If someone died in the cell, he would have to bear some responsibility. At the very least, he would be deducted a lot of points in the year-end review. That's all in vain.

It's a ticket. I can't help but feel a little ugly when I see the sex in it.

"Discipline, the old man has asthma. It's a bit serious. Call a doctor?"

The mountain knife raised his head and looked at Deng Chao.

Deng Chao nodded, quickly took out his phone and dialed a number, asking

"Hey, Doctor Zhang, there is an emergency in 308. How about you come over and take a look? What... are you on vacation today? Are you traveling?"

Deng Chao put down the phone and looked at the machete, his face was very ugly, and he said

"Killing knife, what should I do if the prison doctor is not here? It's not up to me to send him to the hospital now. He has to get approval from the director. That's not a matter of time. How long can Old Man Yin hold on?"

The mountain knife looked at Old Man Yin's face that was gradually turning red and purple, and his breathing that was getting more and more rapid. Yin shook his head with a stern face and said

"Old man Yin's illness is not serious, and his asthma is probably getting worse."

"Cough cough... cough"

At this moment, Old Man Yin coughed violently several times, his complexion suddenly turned pale, white mucus dripped from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes became a little distracted.

The mountain knife raised his head with some difficulty and looked at Deng Chao and said

"Discipline, can you help me find some asthma-relieving spray?"

Deng Chao shook his head helplessly and replied

"The door to the infirmary is locked, and the key is with the traveling doctor."

When Wu Zi heard this, he became furious, jumped up and shouted

"Then what should I do? Are you going to suffocate to death just looking at the old man?"

While the people in cell 308 and Deng Chao were staring at each other outside the iron gate, at a loss what to do, a voice came from inside the cell.

"How about let me see?"

Everyone immediately looked towards the place where the sound came from, and couldn't help but be stunned. It turned out to be Bai Chi?

"You brat, are you kidding me? Aren't you a locksmith?"

Wu Zi also became angry at this time, looked at Bai Chi and shouted.

But Shandao turned his eyes, with a hint of surprise on his face, stretched out his hand to pat Wu Zi, and asked

"Bai Chi, do you know medical skills?"

Deng Chao, who was outside the iron gate, also looked at Bai Chi with surprise on his face. He clearly remembered that Bai Chi was a locksmith, less than twenty years old. It's no wonder that everyone was confused. As the saying goes, a hairless mouth will not work well.

Separating the prisoners gathered around the bunk, Bai Chi walked onto the bunk, knelt down in front of Old Man Yin, looked at it carefully, and then looked up at Prison Guard Deng and Shan Dao Dao.

"A dead horse is a living doctor. At least give me a chance to save him."

Bai Chi finished and said to Wu Zi beside him:

"Third Master, take the quilt over there and put it on Second Master's back. That way his breathing will be easier. Lying down like this will make asthma worse."

Upon hearing this, Wu Zi quickly pulled Li Hao's quilt, and with Bai Chi's help, he put it behind Old Man Yin. It was indeed good. As soon as he raised his body, Old Man Yin's complexion improved a lot, and his breathing became much smoother. But still

It is very serious and may cause complications or directly lead to death from suffocation over time.

After doing all this, Bai Chi stood up, looked at Deng Guan and said

"Discipline, do you believe me? I can cure this disease. At least I can suppress it temporarily."

Deng Chao looked at Bai Chi with a strange expression, nodded, and said

"Rescuing people is like putting out fire, what do you need?"

Baichi turned around and looked at Shandao and Takezi with comforting eyes, and said

"Everyone, please spread out. Don't gather around here. Keep the air circulating."

After thinking for a moment, Bai Chi asked

"I wonder if Guard Deng can give me a needle?"

Deng Chao was stunned and asked subconsciously

"Needle? What needle?"

"Embroidery needle." Bai Chi said.

Deng Chao nodded, turned around and walked quickly to the office. After a few minutes, he trotted over quickly and handed Bai Chi an embroidery needle more than an inch long.

He took the embroidery needle and looked at it carefully to see if there was any rust. Then Bai Chi unbuttoned the old man's clothes, revealing his skinny and shriveled chest.

"call..."

Taking a deep breath, Bai Chi took out a lighter and put the embroidery needle on the flame to heat it. His eyes lit up, and the right hand holding the needle suddenly flew out like lightning, and quickly pricked several acupuncture points in the direction of the old man's heart. Then

The speed is simply breathtaking, even the doctors at the acupuncture hospital can't compare to it.
Chapter completed!