The old prison guard of Huaxia escorted Yang Xiaoqian and walked towards cell No. 8.

His name is Wang Dehuai, and he told Yang Xiaoqian about the situation in Huangsha Castle Prison along the way.

There were 10 cells in each cell, each with 20 to 25 people, and there were more than 2,200 prisoners in the whole prison.

Ninety-nine percent of these prisoners are terrorists from various countries, and ordinary prisoners in the three countries of Huaxia, Hakehu, and Wolf Killer are rarely locked up here, and ordinary prisoners who are locked up here are generally imprisoned here because they have offended powerful bigwigs and have been retaliated against and framed here.

In this case, the Tiger Country and the most wolves are killed, and the Huaxia Country is very rare, Wang Dehuai has worked here all his life, and he retired soon, and he has not seen a few ordinary prisoners of the Huaxia Kingdom being locked up here.

Yang Xiaoqian was framed and locked up here at such a young age, which made him very unbearable.

He told him that room 5 in cell 8 was held twenty-two of the most horrific and perverted terrorists, all of whom had committed heinous crimes, and that it was enough to die a hundred times.

However, because this prison is jointly governed by three countries, and there are various reasons involved, such as religious beliefs, the death penalty system, or the fact that they and their comrades have not confessed, and the value of use, etc., they cannot be sentenced to death for a while.

Yang Xiaoqian, a little fresh meat, was locked inside, it was like a sheep into a herd of tigers!

He is just an ordinary prison guard, he will retire in less than a month, and he doesn't dare to ask him who he has offended in China, he can only help him, he can only tell him some of the situation in the prison, and notify a few Huaxia colleagues who have a good relationship, so that they can also try to take care of this little guy.

He counted in his heart that in a few days, this little fresh meat little guy would definitely be tortured to death!

Yang Xiaoqian was very moved in his heart, looked at him deeply, and remembered the old man's voice and smile.

The grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, which has always been his purpose as a man, and he decided to repay the old prison guard when he was released from prison.

Suddenly!

He noticed that the old prison guard's complexion was a little wrong, his face changed slightly, he stopped, looked at him intently for a moment, and then took his hand to check his pulse.

Wang Dehuai looked at him with a puzzled expression, he didn't know what this kid was going to do, why did he suddenly take his pulse? Could it be that he wanted to see a doctor for himself?

"Uncle, have you been coughing dryly lately? There is chest tightness, numbness in both shoulders, and occasional blackening in front of your eyes?"

Yang Xiaoqian looked at him solemnly and said.

"Hey, how do you know? I did have a dry cough some time ago, and I got much better after taking some anti-inflammatory drugs, and now I basically don't cough anymore! But the tightness in my chest, the numbness and pain in my shoulders, and the blackness in front of my eyes have not been better! Little guy, you are studying medicine, your medical skills are very powerful, and you can know my symptoms by taking the pulse, which is great, amazing! It's a pity...... Hey......"

Wang Dehuai looked at him in disbelief, praised again and again, but sighed in his heart, what a smart little guy, if he is not locked up here, his future will be limitless, it's a pity, it's a pity!

"Uncle, you have lung cancer!"

Yang Xiaoqian said with a very solemn expression.

"I'm grass, you stinky boy is full of nonsense! I haven't smoked all my life, and my health is so good, how can I get lung cancer! Let's go!"

Wang Dehuai was stunned for a moment, then reprimanded him angrily and pushed him forward.

"Uncle, I don't lie to you, your lung cancer has metastasized to the brain, and it has reached the middle and advanced stages!

Yang Xiaoqian stopped, still looking solemn, and said to him solemnly.

Wang Dehuai's face changed slightly, he looked at Yang Xiaoqian deeply, and was speechless, with a faint sense of foreboding.

Yang Xiaoqian said that his symptoms were completely correct, but he couldn't believe that he had lung cancer based on these symptoms.

However, for the sake of insurance, he still decided to wait for Yang Xiaoqian to be sent and go to the prison hospital for a check-up.

"Uncle, don't be afraid, I can cure cancer, don't worry, I will treat you!"

Yang Xiaoqian smiled and comforted him.

"The stinky boy is full of nonsense, cancer can't be cured all over the world, if you kid can be cured, you will immediately become a national treasure, if the above knows, it will definitely be pardoned for you! It's a pity that you can't cure cancer! Okay, okay, let's go, why don't you save your life first!"

The old prison guard slapped Yang Xiaoqian on the head in annoyance and pushed him forward.

"Uncle, don't forget to ask me to treat you after the examination!"

Yang Xiaoqian smiled slightly, walked forward, and concluded that he would come to find him.

"Hey, now you young people, you don't know how thick you are!"

Wang Dehuai shook his head in disappointment.

He sent Yang Xiaoqian to the eighth prison cell, and there were five prison guards in charge of the eighth prison cell, one of whom was a Chinese man in his forties with a weathered face, Wang Dehuai had a good relationship with this Chinese prison guard, and whispered to him a few times to let him take care of Yang Xiaoqian. ，

This Huaxia prison guard's name is Shi Jun, nodded solemnly, and glanced at Yang Xiaoqian with sympathy, he knew in his heart that such a little fresh meat was locked up in the No. 5 cell where perverted terrorists gathered, and he would be tortured in less than a day.

The other four high-nosed and deep-eyed foreign male prison guards all looked at Yang Xiaoqian gloatingly, and there seemed to be a scene in their eyes that this little fresh meat was stabbed in the chrysanthemum by the twenty-two perverted and terrifying terrorists in turn!

Wang Dehuai glanced at Yang Xiaoqian sympathetically for the last time.

"Uncle, remember to come to me for a doctor!"

Yang Xiaoqian smiled and reminded him in a low voice again.

Wang Dehuai sighed regretfully, turned around and went back.

Shi Jun opened Yang Xiaoqian's handcuffs and shackles, opened room five, and sent him in.

The room was filled with the smell of billowing tobacco and the smell of stinky feet, and there were twenty-two prisoners from different countries, Caucasian, black, and yellow, some lazily lying in bed, some doing push-ups, some smoking, some drinking, some taking drugs.

There was also a five-year-old and three-thick Caucasian sitting in the corner, his face was covered in blood, and he had obviously just finished a fight with someone, and both eyeballs were knocked out, and he was dying in a pool of blood.

The scene was chaotic.

"It's one of the top ten dangerous prisons in the world, it's so chaotic, it's hell on earth!"

Yang Xiaoqian frowned.

When all the prisoners saw that a new prisoner had come in, they all threw away their work, and their fierce and evil eyes focused on Yang Xiaoqian, and when they saw his appearance of fine skin and tender flesh, they all smiled fiercely, and licked their chapped lips one after another, and their eyes were filled with a beast-like light.

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