Chapter 1023

When the mobile phone rang, I was just staring at mengxiang's shop manager's desk with my legs up. I took it out and saw that it was Chen Miao, the female supervisor of Shashan.

"Hello, supervisor Chen!"

I couldn't wait to get through and asked, "what can I do for you at this late hour?"

Chen Jian's voice seemed very anxious, and even distorted on the phone. He asked, "Jiang Feng, where are you? Is it in T city? "

"Yes? I haven't asked for leave again

"Well, come to the prison at once, be quick!"

I am stunned, repeatedly ask each other, "Chen Jian, what's the matter? What's the matter? "

"One or two words are not clear. When you come Also, look for LAN Jian. I can't get in touch with her now. "

"Well, I'll try to Chen Jian, what's the matter? "

I flickered in my heart and felt that it was no good for supervisor Chen to make such an emergency call to me at night.

"Come on, come on."

When the phone hung up, I sent a short message to LAN LAN in a hurry, telling her that there might be something wrong in the sand mountain. Let her go as soon as possible. Then she jumped out of the workshop immediately and called to Fang ya, "there's something urgent in the unit. I have to go now. You stay first."

"I'm with you."

Fang Ya immediately dropped the fashion in her hand and ran to the elevator with me.

Maxin and mengxiang don't know what happened. They shout, "if you need to call, don't panic."

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Forty minutes later, Fang Ya and I came to Shahe Town, Donghe County, and gave the driver an extra fifty yuan. Only then did the other party reluctantly pull us to Shashan female prison again.

Rushing into the prison gate, Zhang Xiaoqin ran out of the guard room and called to me, "team Jiang, you're here. We're so worried!"

To meet him, I grabbed Zhang Xiaoqin's arm and asked, "Xiaoqin, what's the matter? Don't you mean to scare people by calling me back at night! "

"Alas, there was a group fight in the third prison area, which injured several people..."

"What?" Fang Ya and I cried out almost at the same time, "what's the matter? How many specific injuries? Are there any dead people? "

"A total of eight female prisoners were injured, and two of them were seriously comatose. At present, there is no death situation, but the prison doctors in the third prison district said that the situation is not optimistic, and they need to be ready for the death of female prisoners at any time."

I take a breath of air conditioning, paralyzed, too suddenly!

Under the modern prison management system, the probability of group fighting is getting smaller and smaller. Today, the number of injured people has reached as many as eight. We can imagine how many female prisoners should participate in the fighting!

"Because of what?"

"It's not good to say now. Maybe someone has instigated it. I'm not very clear."

Zhang Xiaoqin led the way ahead, and I found that she did not take us to the third prison area, but walked quickly to the propaganda and education area of the prison.

This one floor space covers an area of thousands of square meters. It is usually empty and has a single function. It can only be used when it is used for discipline or preaching policies, laws and regulations or some reward and punishment lists to prisoners.

Although I don't understand why Zhang Xiaoqin brought us here, I have a very bad feeling that things may have become big.

"Welcome to the prison, I want to go to the prison..." Xiaoqin shook her head, "eventful autumn, eventful autumn!"

I nodded and went into the propaganda hall with fangya.

In sight, dozens of female prisoners sat on the ground and remained motionless.

Around them, every two or three meters there is a prison riot team member or a prison guard, which is called a tight circle.

Separated from the crowd, I went to Chen Jian and others who had gathered together. I saw that Tian Zhengwei and several deputy wardens were already here, even including Feng Jian, who had rarely been to prison these days and was said to be going to other places for training. Around her, there were several iron legs, such as Wang Li, deputy chief of prison administration.

Three steps and do two steps, I rushed to the past, did not wait for the station to ask, "Chen Jian, why fight?"

"The cause is still under investigation Grass, see, the guys sitting here are all the prisoners involved in the fight

Chen Jian's face was even worse than that of eggplant beaten by frost. He made a rude remark, then turned to the other side, pointed to a female prisoner lying on the ground with her limbs twitching, and said to me, "mad, the prison doctor said that the guy might be ill, but how can I feel so different! Team Jiang, go and have a check to see if ya is really sick. "

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Intermittent neurological abnormalities!"

It suddenly dawned on me that no wonder supervisor Chen asked me to come all night. It turned out that I was a mind soothing teacher to judge whether the female prisoner really had a nervous problem, or, in particular, tried to escape the punishment of the law and prison regulations by making trouble with her mental disorder.

Moving forward, I thought that after all, Da Mao is not a professional medical student, and her statement is not accurate.

Intermittent neuropathy or intermittent neurological abnormality in Chen Jian's mouth is only a legal concept, not a medical definition.And change for schizophrenia, neuroticism or epilepsy and so on, is the name of medical pathology.

At a distance of more than ten meters, I thought it was almost impossible to have such a coincidence.

My guess is well founded. Just imagine, how can a patient with sudden mental illness start a group fight with dozens of people? Is Ya the devil? Or are all the other female prisoners brain disabled?

Full of questions, I have come to the female prisoner lying on the ground.

Next to me, a woman in a white coat, about 30 years old, came to me and said, "team Jiang, I'm Jing Yu, a prison doctor in the third prison district."

"Dr. Jing, what's the situation?" I nodded to each other, took out a pair of linen gloves from my pocket, put them on, and began to squat down slowly, ready to observe the female prisoner lying on the ground at a close distance.

"I don't know. I think this guy has a maniac tendency, but I'm not good at mental judgment. I don't dare to draw a conclusion easily."

"Well," I nodded and asked, "how long has she been like this?"

"Almost an hour..."

"An hour?" I was a little surprised. "Is that all for an hour? Lying on the ground You see, there seems to be spasm in the limbs. Have you taken any measures? "

"Yes, I gave her an injection of diazepam. Now she's much more honest. The madness just now is really frightening."

"Stability?"

I thought about it and thought it was not appropriate, but it was not easy to say anything.

After all, I am a psychological counseling teacher, not a neurologist.

After thinking for a moment, I said to Jing Yu, "do we have clonazepam muscle injection in Shashan clinic? I think if you really have a manic or serious anxiety tendency, you can give the other side injection or meridian drip in acute cases. "

"No, but I'll report to the prison authorities tomorrow."

I'm helpless. It seems that we don't pay enough attention to the mental and spiritual aspects of prisoners in Shashan prison. We don't even have some basic standing medicines.

With a sigh, I said to the guards around me, "hold her down, I'll check."