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"This …"

The Prison Guard was also in a bit of a predicament. The evidence indicated that Zhong Wentao was the one who did it, even if someone wronged Zhong Wentao, how could they stand up and admit it?

Everyone in the jail was a prisoner, and the prisoners had no moral bottom line. They couldn't feel guilty about yellow-hair, so letting him stand out on his own was impossible.

Zhong Wentao was not in a hurry, he calmly stood where he was and looked at the big mouthful of yellow hair who was coughing out blood, this was blood that came from the lungs after being kicked.

The pain was not ordinary, and the twitching face of the blonde could be seen.

"Save me …"

The yellow-hair could only say this as he extended his hand towards Zhong Wentao.

Endless pain engulfed the yellow hair, but Zhong Wentao could not help before telling the truth.

The doctors and nurses from the jail were also there. They didn't know what to do when they saw yellow-hair's expression. They looked at the guard uneasily, not knowing what to do.

The doctors and nurses here weren't professionals. They didn't have enough ability to enter the regular hospital, so they had to rely on their relationship to enter the detention center. Usually, they could prescribe acupuncture and prescribe medicine, but once they were allowed to do some professional treatment, they would be out of the question.

"Zhong Wentao, you are a doctor, don't just stand there and watch us die."

The prison guard said helplessly. He still wanted to let Zhong Wentao come and save the person.

It was just that Zhong Wentao had said just now that if he wanted to help, he had to find the person who had really done it.

The yellow haired man's body became even more decadent, slowly nearing the edge of death. He looked at Zhong Wentao, completely understanding what this genius doctor meant.

"It wasn't Zhong Wentao who did it, it was... He hit me! "

The yellow-hair gritted his teeth and pointed at the people around Brother Qiang.

"It's not me!"

The person who was pointed out was extremely shocked. He was the person who took the place of the yellow hair, and the yellow hair was not satisfied with him. This was why he was able to identify him in front of everyone.

The man still wanted to say something, but Brother Qiang looked at him coldly, obviously wanting him to admit it.

Looking at Brother Qiang in disbelief, the man was extremely regretful that he had merged with the Brother Qiang.

"Is what he said true?"

Looking at the man, the guard questioned him coldly. He also wished that the man would admit to it, so that they could settle this matter once and for all.

"It's me …"

The man finally admitted it with great difficulty.

Brother Qiang and the rest heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Zhong Wentao with a sharp gaze.

Zhong Wentao did not mind, he quickly went to yellow-hair's side to treat him.

The yellow-hair was not in a good condition. His lungs were severely injured, and it was not easy for him to get his arm back. Even if he could barely escape from prison, he was still a Level 2 cripple.

"I need a quiet room. His condition is very serious. If he doesn't get treatment soon, he will die."

Zhong Wentao calmly spoke out and the guards immediately arranged for Zhong Wentao and yellow hair to be escorted to the infirmary. That place was the cleanest place in the entire prison.

As Zhong Wentao's right-hand man, Zheng Yu naturally went over to help as well.

The two of them were treating the yellow hair in the infirmary, and the people outside were all prison guards, afraid that they had some other plan. There were also two prison guards in the ward, pointing their guns at Zhong Wentao and Zhong Wentao, if they were to escape or take the yellow hair as hostage, they would immediately shoot them.

The two didn't care about such a scene. On the contrary, the yellow-hair was so scared that he was trembling, and even slightly out of control.

The faint smell of urine permeated through the air. Zhong Wentao did not mind it, but the prison guard stood a little further away and looked at the yellow hair in disdain.

"Calming agent."

Zhong Wentao calmly ordered, and Zheng Yu quickly pushed the needle into the yellow hair man's body. A few minutes later, the trembling body completely calmed down, and although the yellow hair man's eyes were open, he looked like he was about to fall asleep with his eyes rolled back.

Pinching his wrist, he could feel the soft flesh and bones inside completely shatter.

"Wen Tao, are you sure you can reconnect?"

Zheng Yu said softly, a little worried.

"Don't worry."

As he spoke softly, Zhong Wentao began to insert silver needles into the hair's wrist. The silver needles were things that he carried with him, and after entering the prison, they were confiscated by the guards and brought back for him to use.

Zheng Yu quickly pierced the silver needles into the acupuncture points on his wrist. Each of them were extremely precise and fierce.

Clutching his mouth, he stood to the side, not daring to disturb Zhong Wentao's actions.

The two guards also watched curiously, having forgotten that they were still holding onto their guns, the guns in their hands were aimed towards the ground, causing them to pose no threat to Zhong Wentao.

Ignoring the surroundings, Zhong Wentao quickly went about his business. He gathered his Innate Qi into the yellow-hair's wrist, causing his wrist, which was originally soft and soft, to become hard and strong, as if it had completely recovered.

When the yellow-hair's wrist completely swelled up, he used two fingers to constantly rub the yellow-hair, and then forcefully pushed the bone back to its original position.

It sounded like a fantasy story, but Zhong Wentao managed to do it.

He slowly used his fingers to feel the position of the bone. Pushing it away would take tens of minutes for a piece of bone to return to its original position. The whole process was very long and even he was sweating profusely.

Midway, yellow-hair woke up twice. It was Zheng Yu who had given him a new sedative so that he wouldn't disturb Zhong Wentao's treatment.

The guards in the house changed shifts three times during the day and night, but the treatment continued.

The guards brought Zheng Yu and Zhong Wentao a lot of food, but Zhong Wentao did not have the time to eat it, which showed how much attention was on the yellow hair.

At midnight, Zhong Wentao finally released Yellow-hair's hand and re-inserted a silver needle into his wrist to stabilize his bones. He raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and the back of his hand was completely wet.

Licking his slightly dry lips, Zheng Yu immediately gave him a bottle of mineral water and looked at him nervously.

"My wrist is fine."

"Really?"

The prison guard was shocked. He never thought that Zhong Wentao had really done it.

"His lungs haven't been dealt with yet. He only got half of his life back."

Zhong Wentao unceremoniously attacked the prison guard.

"Continue."

"What?"

Zheng Yu was shocked. It was already midnight, was he still continuing?

Zhong Wentao did not speak, he looked at him in dissatisfaction, and Zheng Yu immediately shut his mouth.

There was a golden time for saving others, but it could also save others. However, the effect would be greatly reduced. This was related to this person's life after being saved, and the effect would be greatly reduced if the time was taken away.

Although Zheng Yu knew this, it was not worth it for the sake of this yellow hair guy.

This yellow hair was a bad guy, he almost wronged Zhong Wentao!

Ignoring Zheng Yu's thoughts, Zhong Wentao continued to follow his own method. There weren't many things that a Chinese medical doctor would need here, so he could only use the Chinese and Western combination method to treat the yellow hair.

It was much easier to treat the lungs than to connect the bones, and in less than two hours Yellow-hair had spat all the blood out of the lungs and the treatment was over.

The yellow-hair was at a loss as he looked at his surroundings, but he didn't have the time to react.

"Drink more water, don't use too much strength, don't use too much strength for half a year, otherwise your wrist will break easily. Take good care of yourself, don't touch anything at all, you can apply to be transferred to an official hospital for treatment. You can leave the prison in advance."

Zhong Wentao said as he washed his hands, not caring if the yellow hair understood him or not, he directly brought Zheng Yu out of the prison. The guards pulled the yellow hair by his arms and carried him out to go through the procedures, only then could this farce come to an end.

Returning to the single room, Zhong Wentao was so tired that he was a little weak.

Zheng Yu did not dare to disturb him, since the two of them were sleeping soundly.

Because they had successfully treated the yellow hair yesterday, Zhong Wentao and Zheng Yu had gotten a reward. They could freely move around the entire day, and as long as they did not leave the range of the rules, they would not have to work.

If he didn't have to work, life in the prison would be very carefree.

"Zhong Wentao, a visitor."

Zhong Wentao was brought away by the prison guards. Someone had come to see him.

Sitting on a chair in a small hut, with a glass window in front and a phone on the side, Bai Shiyun sat on the chair outside the glass with red eyes and picked up the phone to call Zhong Wentao.

"You … Are you all right? "

With that sentence, Bai Shiyun sobbed silently.

"Why are you still in Pine City?"

Zhong Wentao frowned, thinking that Bai Shiyun had returned to Xiangjiang.

The recent changes in the Pine City were too big and dangerous, if Bai Shiyun continued to stay here, she might become some people's target, and she had to quickly move on.

"I'm not leaving!"

Bai Shiyun insisted that she could not leave when something happened to Zhong Wentao.

"Shiyun, listen to me!"

Zhong Wentao said softly, "I will leave this place sooner or later, and I won't always be locked inside. After I leave this place, I will go to the Yan Jing, and you must go back to Xiangjiang. I need you to become strong, to be my backup after I go to the Yan Jing, I need you!"

"What did you say?"

Bai Shiyun did not dare believe it.

"Shiyun, be strong. I need you!"

Zhong Wentao earnestly repeated these words, it was not a joke at all.

"Time is up."

The guard said coldly and walked towards Zhong Wentao.

"So fast?"

Bai Shiyun clenched her fists and nodded, unwilling to leave.

It had only been five minutes, how did she end up here?

After taking a look at the warning, Zhong Wentao was a little suspicious. The time they had met was indeed too short.

"Do as I say."

After hastily instructing his, Zhong Wentao was pulled away by the prison guard's shoulder.

Bai Shiyun sat in her seat for a long time without leaving. Finally, the prison guard urged her on several times, and she finally left while wiping her tears. Her back was even taller than before.

On the way back, Zhong Wentao felt that something was a little strange.

He didn't understand the rules of the detention center, but he vaguely remembered that the other prisoners would meet with their families for 5 to 10 minutes. Wasn't it strange that he would end in 2 minutes?

"Hurry up!"

Sensing Zhong Wentao's gaze, the young guard turned around and urged him with a very bad attitude.

"This is not the way back."

Zhong Wentao said warily, he did not trust the guard at all.

How could he so easily go to a place he was not familiar with when there were spies in the Watch Room?