Ai Qing sat up suddenly, and when the needle went down, he felt the pain penetrate into his soul, and his body suddenly became cold, and he looked at the old man in front of him in horror.

"Who are you, and where am I?"

"I'm the prison doctor, and you're in my medical room. The old doctor replied to him very cooperatively.

Ai Qing blinked, Hawkeye activated instantly, and the power was full, these powers were enough for him to use for a month, I have to say that his adventurous actions were still rewarded.

Electronic Hawkeye scanned the environment of the medical room, he didn't know where to start complaining, this is not ordinary simplicity, the black prison has to be a black clinic?

Attention turned back to the old man in front of him, the old doctor didn't look very serious, yellow skin, still wearing a prison uniform, wearing reading glasses from the last century, no matter how you look at it, he is not professional.

Hmmm?Yellow skin? Ai Qing suddenly realized what the problem was, he closed his eagle eyes, stared at the old doctor in front of him, and a sense of intimacy arose.

A gray-yellow face, wrinkled, like the bark of a large-leaved oak tree, full of ditches. With a gray beard, shallow wrinkles, and a pair of eyes that are always smiling, people think that he is an amiable old man.

"Are you from the mainland?"

"How can I say it, it's not a mainland, to be precise, I'm from a mainland, because my family used to live in a coastal city. The old doctor said with a smile, holding a cotton swab in his hand to help Ai Qing clean the wound on his chest.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I misunderstood it before, mainlanders, mainlanders, hahaha. Ai Qing sneered embarrassedly, suddenly his chest hurt, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but fortunately he gritted his teeth tightly and didn't scream.

The old doctor shook his head, sighed and said, "Young man, your injury is not light, I can only help you with simple treatment here, at most disinfection, and if you treat it deeply, I don't have the equipment." ”

Ai Qing looked at the burned pit on his chest, thinking that if Hou Yan woke up later, he would not scold him to death, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Old man, use a knife to help me get rid of the necrotic and easily infected places." ”

"Are you sure? I don't have any anesthetic here, it hurts. ”

"I'm sure! He had never suffered any pain in his previous life, what gunpowder sterilization, cutting flesh to stop poisoning, it was all a matter of an instant, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

The old doctor smiled, admiring Ai Qing's courage.

He covered Ai Qing's chest with a white cloth, he hadn't used a knife for a long time, and the one in his medical box was not a regular scalpel, it was a small military dagger, which should have been eliminated by the guards here, and it was covered with dust.

"You take a break and get ready. ”

"What is your surname, old gentleman?"

"Your surname is Zhong, and your name is Bohai. ”

Zhong Bohai is the name of this old doctor, he is already in his sixties this year, he has been imprisoned as a test subject since the prison was first built, and he has been in this prison for half his life, most of the people in his period are dead, and a small number of them are commissioned

People bought it back.

The reason why he is still here is because he has no children and no daughters under his knees, even the client who sent him in at that time is dead, and no one in the outside world remembers him, even if he goes out, there is no point in going out.

He studied Chinese medicine for several years before he was imprisoned, and with a little medical skills, he could make a place in this prison, so that he could ensure his food and clothing, and occasionally let the prison get some medicinal materials and books related to Chinese medicine in the outside world, so he studied medicine while practicing medicine.

There are more than 1,000 patients in this prison who have been treated by him, ranging from colds and fevers to missing arms and legs, after all, this medical environment can also do this. What's more, those prisoners who were fatally injured were directly executed, and they would not be given a chance to be treated.

"Senior Zhong, why don't they release you and find another Western doctor?"

Because Ai Qing grew up in a high-tech environment since he was a child, he has an inexplicable sense of belonging to science and technology, mainly because he rarely has Chinese medicine intervention when performing tasks, so he has no way to accurately compare the advantages and disadvantages of these two professions.

Zhong Bohai sighed, smiled helplessly, and said: "I have hired a Western doctor before, but who wants to work here, and the cost of Western medicine is very large, and those people's requirements for high-tech facilities are too high, and the prison cannot meet them." ”

"Hmm, can't you meet it?, is this prison still short of money?" Ai Qing heard from Grover that his commission alone is several hundred million, and even if he takes out half of the commission money, this money is enough to get the best medical equipment at the moment.

"It's not about money, it's mainly about the environment, some of the larger equipment is difficult to transport to high altitudes, and some of the agents can't stand the pressure of high altitudes at all. Zhong Bohai didn't forget to laugh at himself in the end, his medical skills were indeed self-taught in the process of practicing medicine.

"High altitude, pressure, you say this air prison is really in the air, just kidding, this area, it's impossible......" Ai Qing always thought that the name of the air prison was called so in order to appear forceful, and never thought that this prison was really in the air.

Zhong Bohai waved his hands, pouted and smiled: "I don't know if it's true or not, they have said this for decades, and I believe it." ”

Ai Qing was silent, he was more inclined to say that he was in the air, not because Zhong Bohai's words had an impact on him, but because this kind of large black prison was almost isolated from the world, and the more hidden the better.

When he was an agent, he also came into contact with the black prison, but he learned from his colleagues that the hiding places of the black prison are not strange, some are thousands of meters deep in the sea, some are on giant oil tankers, drifting on the high seas all year round, there is no fixed place, and those on isolated islands and mountains, only you can't think of it, there is no place where these people can't hide.

In this way, it is not surprising that the air prison is in the air, but it also poses a big obstacle to Ai Qing's prison escape plan, in case she runs out of the prison and turns out to be several kilometers in the air, you say to jump, or not to jump.

"Young man, you are the first mainlander I have seen in prison, besides me, why did you come here?" Zhong Bohai put the small dagger on the alcohol lamp for high temperature disinfection, the conditions are like this, if you can cure the disease, you are a good doctor, and Ai Qing has nothing to pick.

"I've been framed. "Since he knows that it is a black prison and there is a client, it means that his imprisonment has nothing to do with his identity as a thief, at least not because he came in because of a crime, because the black prison itself is breaking the law.

Zhong Bohai lifted the white cloth, put a slightly hot dagger on Ai Qing's cold skin, and said: "The person who wants to frame you is also bloody, as far as I know, if you want to send a person here, the commission money is hundreds of millions, if you think about it like this, you don't lose money, right?"

"Hmm!"

This response was by no means Ai Qing's affirmative answer to Zhong Bohai's words, but because the dagger cut into his flesh, removing the surface of the burnt skin.

Ai Qing tilted his head in pain, painful spasms swept past his mouth, the two wrinkles trembled, like two bitter smiles, and said to Zhong Bohai: "Senior Zhong, your technique is really ......"

"Oh roar!ah! it hurts, it hurts~"

The pain of the separation of flesh and blood made Ai Qing keep yelling, he actually hoped that Zhong Bohai would cut the mess quickly, the long pain was better than the short pain, this slow and leisurely cutting method, Ai Qing was really unbearable, and the he had just blown was instantly slapped in the face.

And Zhong Bohai on the side was like cutting tofu, carving slowly, worthy of being old, not impatient or impatient, and muttering: "Didn't you say just now that you can hold on, young man, pretending to be struck by lightning." ”

"I ...... Ahh He just thought that Zhong Bohai was a kind old man, and he didn't get to the bad water in his stomach first, so he deliberately looked at his jokes and saw that he was going to scold him, so he immediately cut a knife.

Outside the medical room, Grover was standing in the doorway, and he was talking to the two guards at the door, when he heard Ai Qing screaming in pain in the medical room.

Grover asked, confused, "Are you two sure he's being treated inside?"

"Well, the two of us aren't sure, maybe Dr. Zhong is okay with this. When these two guards were holding Ai Qing just now, the two of them felt that Ai Qing was delicate, at least for them, she was still very fresh.

These two people kept rubbing oil on Ai Qing on the road, but Ai Qing didn't know it, if he knew, he would definitely fight with these two guards.

Grover's face was full of black lines, and he naturally knew what the two men meant, and he said, "Open the door and follow me in." ”

As soon as the three of them entered the door, they saw a scene of boiling blood, and their perspectives were extremely tricky due to the angle and too many obstacles in the medical room.

The scene they saw was like this: Ai Qing was lying on the bed naked, her body shaking around her waist, while Zhong Bohai was riding on him, pressing Ai Qing's chest with both hands.

Ai Qing's voice continued, one voice higher and higher-pitched, more and more repeatedly

Sexy, and finally turned from a cry of pain to a pleading, begging Zhong Bohai to hurry up, what he said was the knife in Zhong Bohai's hand to hurry up.

But these words had a different flavor in Grover's ears, and he raised his eyebrows, and retreated to the door with two of his men, and lit a cigar, his eyes full of sadness, which showed that he was also a man with a story.

Smoking is absolutely forbidden for prisoners and guards in this prison, but the warden is a god-like being, and the rules are set by him, so he is naturally not bound by the rules.

The bodies of the two guards in front of him unconsciously leaned towards Grover's side, they couldn't smoke a cigarette, and they could smell second-hand cigarettes, it was simply too extravagant, and they could blow it to the other guards for a year.

After a cigarette, Ai Qing in the medical room stopped shouting.

Grover tossed the cigarette butt aside, pushed open the door to the infirmary, and walked inside.

The two guards behind him rushed towards the cigarette butts on the ground like crazy, and the two almost fought because of a cigarette butt, and the last person took a puff, and the moment they spit out the smoke, they felt that they had reached the peak of their lives.

Seeing Grover walk in, Zhong Bohai symbolically greeted him, and his eyes were more strange when he looked at Zhong Bohai, he looked at Ai Qing again, it was hard to imagine how this old man who was over half a hundred years old could withstand Ai Qing's toss.

Grover patted Zhong Bohai on the shoulder and said, "Pay attention to your body." Then he asked Zhong Bohai to wait outside the medical room, and he wanted to interrogate Ai Qing in person.

Zhong Bohai was confused by this sentence, why did the high-ranking warden suddenly care about himself? Could it be that he fell in love with this old bone of his own? It is normal for the same-sex mess in the prison, and the more he thinks about it, the more disgusting it becomes, and his clumsy body can't help but tremble.

"A bunch of dead faggots, look at the old man who will make you a pot of whip stew one day, and kill you bastards!"