Zhuang Kang is not a smart person, he has a temper and a spleen, if it were not for his excellent physical fitness and ability to fight, it is estimated that he would not be able to stay in prison for even a month, either lying in the infirmary for a long time, or lying under six feet forever.

He felt that he had bumped into Tian Yang in the warden's office, and Tian Yang sent someone to assassinate him at night, without any basis and evidence, so he decided so, so he lay in the infirmary to recuperate from his injuries all night, and came out as soon as it was dawn, and took his men down to take revenge.

Of course, there was no result, the fight started, but there was no preparation, no plan, Tian Yang also had subordinates to follow, but he was pulled away by the prison guards after a group fight, because of his injuries, he could not be thrown into the confinement room, so he had to be sent back to the infirmary, but this time he was handcuffed and forced to be hospitalized.

The fight recruited the prison guards, but it was convenient for Sun An to call someone.

He grabbed the iron fence and shouted, "Waiter...... Waiter!"

The sound could almost catch up with the sentry, and there was silence in the prison area, and everyone could hear who was shouting, and their faces looked like they were watching a good show.

It is a matter of death to call prison guards waiters, and no matter how vicious the prisoner is, he knows that he should respect the prison guards, unless he is the kind of crazy person who has a broken personality, because it is too irrational for the prison guards to put on their restraint clothes and throw them into the confinement room.

The prison guards came, some prisoners followed behind to see what kind of punishment Sun An would get, he didn't lock anyone up, and the lights out time last night was delayed for a long time, these things that almost never happened happened after Sun An came in, and they wanted to know how much "magic" this newcomer really had.

"Where's my breakfast?" Sun An asked the "waiter" with a bitter face, he was hungry, his body did not have enough nutrition, and he was not recovering from his injuries.

"Warden Feng didn't have breakfast today. The prison guard threw down the sentence and turned to leave.

The prisoners didn't understand what was going on, and they looked at the guard, at Sun An, and at their companions.

"Play this hand. Sun An nodded, and then sat down on the bed.

He said that he wanted to eat the same as Warden Feng, so if Warden Feng didn't eat, he wouldn't have to eat, that guy could sleep until noon, or even in the afternoon, then he didn't have to eat lunch, and at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, he would have a good lunch, then he wouldn't have to eat dinner, and he would have a supper at eleven or twelve o'clock, and Sun An could only be hungry here.

Warden Feng played really well with this hand, he didn't break his promise, and he could make Sun An hungry, this is a disguised punishment, and the person who proposed this punishment was Sun An himself.

The prison chief is still very smart.

Sun An didn't say anything, he shrank on the bed and took the notebook to read, but what he was thinking about was the information of Prison Commander Feng.

Prison Director Feng's name is Feng Jingliang, a demobilized officer, probably some background, transferred to the prison as a deputy warden for two years, and then became a warden, not a local, with a wife and a child, his home is in Qingji City, usually drive to and from work, drive an old Grand Cherokee, but often live in the prison staff dormitory, judging from the shopping records, his interest should be to collect some cold weapons, but also do some wood work.

A very ordinary person, but no matter how ordinary a person is, he has his own secrets, and Warden Feng is no exception, but this secret cannot be found out by checking the information, and Sun An is not interested in knowing what secrets Warden Feng has, he does not intend to use threats to control Warden Feng, which is a waste of time and strength.

It's better to do it hard.

I thought I could stay like this until noon, but I didn't expect that around eight o'clock, the prison guard came again, followed by a man in a police uniform and a white coat.

That's the guy from the infirmary.

The door to the cell opened, and a white coat walked in, demanding that Sun An's wounds be examined.

"Why?" Sun An asked curiously, although the wound had a little problem in the clash last night, it was not a big problem, otherwise he would have asked to go to the infirmary, and the prison authorities had no good intentions in sending someone to examine his wound.

"It depends on how well you are recovering from your injuries and whether you can go to work. The lab coat glanced at the contents of the cell.

Sun An immediately understood what he meant, and smacked his lips: "This is a bit excessive, I didn't expect Warden Feng to be so stingy." ”

The things here are not given to him for free, and he has to work to pay back, and the salary is issued by the prison party, and the cost of these things can be directly deducted from it, Prison Director Feng may be really stingy, but the possibility of embarrassing him is higher.

If there is no food to eat and he has to go to work, then it won't be long before Sun An's body collapses.

However, Sun An still took off his shirt very cooperatively, the white coat was very serious, touched it for a while, asked about the pain, checked the inflammation again, and said to the prison guards who followed up: "The injury on the shoulder is not in the way, but it hurts when carrying heavy objects, and the injury on the abdomen is not good, so I can't engage in manual labor." ”

This was beyond Sun An's expectations, he thought that the white coat would only look at it casually, and then said that it was no problem, it seems that this is not a process, Warden Feng is still worried that he will be blamed if he is tormented.

In this way, I won't be hungry for a day today, and I should still be able to eat something.

After the prison guard left, Sun An sat on the bed again and continued to read, yesterday at noon was trapped in the illusion, and he didn't eat dinner, he had not eaten for more than 24 hours, his stomach began to bark from nine o'clock, and at about eleven o'clock, his stomach didn't even have the strength to scream, so he had to lie down and sleep.

At lunchtime, the prison guard finally brought something to eat - two raw cucumbers.

"This is for Jiang Xingjie, right?What are you doing for me?" Sun An asked with dissatisfaction looking at the two old cucumbers.

"Warden Feng lost weight. The prison guard said coldly.

"It's time for him to cut off, you tell him, and I can do him a favor if he needs to. Sun An took the cucumber, walked to the washstand, washed it, sat on the bed and nibbled on it.

Cucumber has too much water, but there is no nutrition, not much calories, it is indeed a good product for weight loss, the problem is that there is no oil and water, and the stomach will be uncomfortable after eating, in order to make the hunger appear later, he didn't chew much, and swallowed the yellow back in large pieces, so that it takes longer to digest.

After that, it was time to let the prisoners bask in the sun so that they would not be deficient in vitamin D, and Sun An's cell door was finally opened, but before going out, he asked the guards who opened the door, "What's your name?"

"What do you want to do?" the guard asked, frowning.

"It's nothing, I'm just worried that my stuff has been stolen and I can't find anyone to ask me about, but I already remember your face and I can find you without a name. Sun An said and walked out of the cell.

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