Chixiang Prison has its own medical clinic, and the doctors there are pretty good. However, since its establishment, there has been very little precedent for treating prisoners. If someone is injured or sick, they are either buried alive or fed to dogs. They are rarely dispatched.
Doctor, this is not a rule in prison.
However, under Di Cheng's repeated requests, Gao Jizhi tried his best to persuade Fang Jiuzhi, invited a medical team from the clinic, and provided systematic rescue and treatment to Sha Lang and others in the Seventh Hospital.
Six people were dragged back from the gate of hell.
When the doctor in a white coat walked into the iron prison through the red door, to be honest, it caused quite a stir. After all, for some people, the word doctor is already a deep memory in their minds.
Although Fang Jiuzhi had his own considerations in this matter, Gao Jizhi still took great care of Di Cheng, the first person he recruited under his command, despite sparing no effort to hire a doctor.
The railway prison returned to calm again, and most people quickly forgot the chaos of the day. After all, for them, survival is the top priority, and if they want to survive, they must curl up, conserve their energy, do nothing, and think about nothing.
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If there are any changes, it is that in view of the turmoil on that day and the relocation of the head of the Sixth Court, the deadline for handing in the tasks originally scheduled for the near future has been postponed to half a month, and the date for the gathering of the three houses has also been extended to half a month.
after.
As the days pass by, this hell on earth is still moving forward according to its own trajectory, and the shadow of death has never been erased from the hearts of the prisoners. They are using their own will to resist this dual attack on the body and soul.
torture.
In the seventh courtyard, Sha Lang and others were out of danger after several treatments. Their physical fitness was already good and they were recovering quickly.
Di Cheng did not tie up Shalang and King Kong, and he did not treat them badly in terms of food. They were still steamed buns, vegetables and barbecue. He did not even go in and occupy the adobe house. He had become the head of the family and should have lived in the room. He was still in the courtyard.
Rest inside.
After regaining consciousness, Sha Lang was very unwilling to accept the failure that day. He once thought that Di Cheng was lucky and even yelled at him to question him. However, Di Cheng did not say a word to him after that day. He did nothing but move his body every day.
He closed his eyes and meditated in the corner, leisurely and at ease, which made him even more annoyed with his changeable temperament. He was just suffering from being too seriously injured to fight, otherwise he would have pounced on him again to seize the throne of the head of the family.
Compared with Sha Lang's anger and hatred, the prisoners in the compound looked at Di Cheng with a change.
After Di Cheng took over as the head of the family, everyone's lives immediately changed. There was no more beatings, no persecution, no more regular weighing of members to choose to feed the dogs, and even...
The railway prison officer distributed lunch to Di Cheng. During the dinner, half of the food was given to Sha Lang and others, while he kept a steamed bun and fruit for himself, and the rest was given to the prisoners.
There are one hundred and twenty-seven prisoners in the seventh compound. After carefully dividing the half of the food, each person can only get a pitiful amount. Some are half an apple, some are a small mouthful of steamed buns and a few vegetable leaves, and some are just a handful.
A small bite of barbecue. If you throw such a thing in front of someone, even a beggar, in the outside world, he will think you are insulting the other person. But here, where dogs eat people and people kill people, there is cruelty and blood everywhere.
In Chixiang Prison, the meaning represents an extreme turning point.
When the prisoners got a little bit of food in their hands for the first time that night, everyone was stunned on the spot. For a moment, they didn't know what the new head of the family meant. Test? Investigation? Or was there another conspiracy?
But what Dicheng said in his smile: "It's a little less, just make do with it." made the hearts of the 127 people in the hospital tremble violently, like a heavy hammer hitting the heart, a long-lost feeling.
The feeling appears in the already cold body and soul at the same time, it is...warmth!
Looking at a small piece of steamed bun and a few vegetable leaves in their hands, some people bent down deeply, some people's eyes felt hot, some people choked and trembled, and some people... put it on their heart, but there was no
Eat it immediately, even though you are already hungry.
The sharing of food on the first night brought a slight warmth to the cold souls of the prisoners, and a faint but real light shone through their already dark hearts.
I thought that Di Cheng just gave out something on a whim, but in the next ten days, when the food was distributed to his hands as usual, no matter who it was, there were tears in the eyes of Di Cheng.
They are cold and vicious, they are ruthless and cruel, but in the final analysis they are still human beings, living people. As long as they are human beings, emotions will still exist, especially for these prisoners of Chixiang who have been lost in the darkness.
It’s been a long time since I’ve tasted the taste of steamed buns and vegetables, and it’s been a long time since I’ve experienced the word “warmth” that has been gone for so long. Di Cheng’s seemingly simple actions made their frozen souls begin to thaw. It’s not that they don’t want friendship, it’s not that
They don't long for friendship, but they don't dare! The conspiracy that exists around them all the time makes them have no choice but to hate and fight against each other!
At noon, Di Cheng took a steamed bun and an apple from the food delivered, walked to the corner and began to taste his food carefully. Wang Zhongzai, who was liberated by Di Cheng, carefully divided the food into two parts, and gave one part to
The two charming women were given to Shalang in the room. The other part was carefully divided into more than a hundred parts by himself, and then distributed to the prisoners.
"This is yours." Wang Zhong handed a small piece of apple into the hands of a prisoner.
The ferocious-looking man quickly took the apple and did not swallow it immediately. Instead, he faced Di Cheng in the distance, knelt down, and respectfully thanked: "Thank you, Master." Then he started eating bit by bit.
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Although the rest of the prisoners looked eager, not a single one of them made a move to snatch it. They just waited helplessly for Wang Zhong to come over, and they knelt down to thank Di Cheng before starting to eat the food in their hands.
This was not forced by Di Cheng, nor was it instigated by Wang Zhong, nor was it an act of flattery. It was all done consciously and from the heart.
So many years of prison life have made these vicious criminals who have committed serious crimes taste the warmth of humanity and the sadness of life. In order to survive, they are even willing to sell their souls and dignity. Are they willing? I am afraid that no one is willing to do this.
But I'm afraid that behind the ferocity that even they themselves don't quite believe is the desire for freedom and warmth. Especially after such a long ordeal, that long-forgotten emotion is exactly what they look forward to most, even more than that.
The so-called survival!
But these extremely simple actions of Di Cheng touched the hidden strings in their hearts, and the slight vibration caused a sudden burst of emotion.
I should be lucky to be able to meet the head of the family who still has true feelings in this hellish prison. Even if I die tragically in the end, letting myself know that I am still a "human" before dying is the greatest thing God has ever done for me.
The gift of.
After all the food was distributed, Wang Zhong only had two empty plates left in his hands. He did not leave anything for himself. Since Di Cheng freed himself and arranged this kind of work with trust, he also
Is there any reason not to do your best?!
After licking the residue on the plate vigorously, Wang Zhong poured some cold water and came to Di Cheng's side. "Brother Cheng, drink some water."
"Thank you." Di Cheng thanked him and took the water ladle.
"Brother Cheng, tomorrow is the time for the three courtyards to gather. At that time, not only the 13th courtyard of the Iron Prison, but also those from the women's prison and the death row will also come out." Wang Zhong sat down next to Di Cheng. Maybe it was these.
There was some oil or water in the food Tian was eating, or maybe his spirit was no longer tense all the time, and his yellow face had some color.
"Besides that task, what other activities will there be?" Di Cheng asked with a slight glance.
"Nominally there are no activities, but... many times, there will be fights between various forces. After all, the three houses are gathered together, with more than 4,000 prisoners, and the scene is a bit chaotic. In addition, there are gaps between the various forces, so
Many people are holding their breath and want to get back on their feet that day." After a slight hesitation, Wang Zhong subconsciously looked at the nearby camera and whispered: "The senior leaders of the prison rarely come forward to stop it, and even quite a few
People regard that day as a day to watch a play.”
"Of course, it's understandable." Di Cheng swallowed the food in his mouth, turned his eyes to the adobe house, and chuckled: "You are recovering well. You can get out of bed and walk. Come out, it will be good for you to bask in the sun."
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