"Have you heard?"

"The Chiban team is going to attack the prison? What exactly is the reason? ”

"You and I say, how can you believe such rumors? The Red Fan team is just a bunch of kids. ”

"It's not a rumor, I just heard the jailers chatting when I was working in the laundry room, and they said that the people of the Red Fan Team were gathering, and I don't know if it was coming for us."

"Real Fake ......"

Gretworth walked down the hallway with his plate in his eyes, lining up for his special meal.

At the end of the morning's labor, the inmates were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, the temperature in the room seemed to be far more than minus ten degrees Celsius as the jailer said, the fingers were almost afraid to bend, and people put their hands under their armpits, as if they had stuffed ice cubes into their hearts, and in an instant the whole person woke up from the exhaustion of heavy physical labor.

He found a random spot, and immediately someone came over with a plate, raised his eyebrows, and asked:

"You're the Gretworth who blocked the shells?"

"It's me."

"Awesome." The person who came immediately sat down and shook his hand: "The prisoners here have admired you for a long time, and most of them are anti-royal and anti-Hojo people who were arrested by Tianhuan. ”

The man's voice was a bit loud, and it immediately attracted the gathering of people around him.

"This is Grettward!?" Someone shouted, "You don't deserve to be locked up here, you're a hero." ”

"Save it, so what, this world needs chaebols, politicians, emperors and brutes, but it doesn't need heroes."

"Holy shit, it's really Grettward, so you've been locked up here."

Gretworth didn't expect that being released to participate in collective labor would cause such a big repercussion, and even several Beta-level powerhouses came over and hit him on the shoulder with their fists to express their approval.

"Grettward, you're an amazing man."

The boasting of these people made Gretwer a little dazed, he scratched the back of his head, and said, "False, I just did what I had to do." I'm not a big deal, I'm just a normal person. ”

"Ordinary people don't have the courage to block the muzzle."

A Beta-level [Warrior] shook his hand vigorously, he glanced at Gretvos's tall and sturdy body with envy, and said with admiration:

"Those who swim against the tide will always be great people."

Then, he introduced himself:

"Li Chuxi, a member of the Independence Party, I was arrested because I opposed the monopoly of the Hojo family."

"Gretvo Night Song, the second-in-command of the Sky Blazing Ring Red Fan Team, fortunately."

"I'm Kim Jae-yoon, this is my companion Joo Wook, the Hojo family joined forces with the government to forcibly annex our hometown and transform it into a factory, it's good to see you, in our hometown, you have inspired many people."

"I also come from the outside world, and thank you for your struggle for freedom and rights."

"I'm a former official of the Ministry of War, Yamagami Koshi, who was falsely accused of being a political prisoner and imprisoned, and I agree with the Akaban team's ideas. You young people are the future of our country, and it's very gratifying to see young people like you come forward. ”

"Thank you for your support......"

Gretvo communicated one by one and was surprised to find that this Shiratoricho prison could be said to be full of talents. From local rebel leaders, down-and-out aristocrats, political prisoners, notorious thieves, and even a scientist and ordinary women.

Without exception, they were thrown here in the name of 'endangering national security', but if they pull anyone out, they should be patriots in the eyes of others.

"In the past, we always felt that the Red Fan team's approach was too radical, and it wasn't until we were in prison that we knew that it was us who didn't wake up."

A former diplomat from the government, Yukio Yukio said stupidly:

"I thought I was part of the ruling class, but they didn't take me seriously at all, I was wrong, I was so wrong. The Celestial Ring is nothing but a tool for the king and the clique to rule over the people, and I am only a screw on it...... Perhaps only by hitting the King of the Rings can we truly usher in redemption. ”

The prisoners who are held here, after being tortured and serving sentences, have lost their love for their country and are confused. Gretworth could clearly feel the lack of a dominant thought in their minds.

"But without the King of the Rings, is there any point in the existence of our nation?" Some people couldn't help but question: "The existence of the Heavenly Ring is because of the rule of the King of the Ring, the existence of the royal family is a living fossil of the old era, is there anything comparable to the product of the old era?" ”

What do you say...... Isn't it shameful to be a person of the future, but to take the things of the old times for granted? ”

Gretworth glanced at the rebutter and said:

"Doesn't it have to be a master to be a nation-state?"

As soon as these words came out, almost everyone looked at him.

Before, their eyes were full of admiration, but now, they are full of doubt and jealousy.

Someone shouted:

"Grettward, you're the second-in-command of the Chifan team, do you have any ideas?"

The gathering of personnel caught the jailer's attention, and he shouted 'Hey, get out of here!' Then hit them with electric batons, trying to drive the crowd away.

The jailer seems to be extraordinarily cautious and irascible today.

Is something wrong?

Gretwart's eyes moved, and he remembered the words he had exchanged before.

'The Red Fan team is going to attack the prison? ’

…… At this point in time, it should be the Kowloon meeting.

Is it for a time when there is an empty hand? It's also possible that if it was the mirror, he would have done such a thing.

So, he straightened up, stood up, and deliberately cried out:

"Can't we be our own masters?"

"Hey! Bastard, what the hell are you talking about! ”

When the jailer saw that someone was a picky eater, he was furious and walked over to him:

"You come down for me!"

Gretvo glanced at the jailer, turned his head, and said to the prisoners:

"The people of Tianhuan are not worthy of being people because they have the king of rings, they are obviously the king of rings, if he doesn't have the support of the people of Tianhuan, he is not bullshit."

Such provocative words immediately angered the jailers, who roared in horror: "Presumptuous! How dare you insult the King of the Rings! Throw him into the cold pool! ”

"Good! Guts! A prisoner of a beta-rank martial artist laughed, suddenly got up, broke the spoon, and stabbed the jailer directly in the neck!

Laugh at!

Blood gushed out, the moment the jailer was attacked, several strong men of the beta rank acted in unison, although their strength was suppressed, but their skills were retained, they picked up the plate and smashed it on the jailer's head, and several prisoners who were involved in the political struggle shouted: "Rush out!" The jailers are going to kill us all! ”

"What a joke!"

"Beat these sons of bitch!"

"Damn, fight!"

Encouraged by the instigation, the prisoners quickly rallied together and began to beat up the jailers, and Gretvor took the opportunity to find several members of the Chifan and the Resistance, and they urgently discussed what to do in the event of an unorganized riot.

"Mirror may have actually attacked, and we should be on the inside."

"But with such a sudden incident, we can't be sure when the eldest sister will come."

"But still, if we do nothing, the jailers will teach and punish us all in the most cruel way possible."

"You can't shed blood and sacrifice in vain......"

Just as Gretworth was about to speak, suddenly one of the prisoners shouted in a crowd:

"Where's the doctor! What about doctors? Mrs. Nano is going into labor! ”

His shouts were anxious, followed by the screams of women piercing the prison and bringing with them a burst of aftermath.

"Stop!"

Gretworth quickly stepped forward, and several of the main culprits also realized that the situation was wrong, and immediately let go of the jailers and threw these disheveled bastards back, and the guards and prisoners confronted each other.

Gretvor looked at the man who was shouting, and he remembered that the man's name was Miura, a printing factory worker who had been imprisoned for printing documents that did not suit the interests of a consortium in Tianhuan.

Miura is introverted, and at this moment he was surrounded by a group of people and became the focus of the crowd, he immediately blushed, and quickly explained: "Mrs. Nano is a female prisoner in room 72, she was still stepping on the sewing machine just now, and suddenly fell to the ground, screaming and crying, I see that her amniotic water has broken." I'm afraid I'm going to give birth now. ”

"Hey!" One prisoner immediately looked angrily at the prison guard: "Don't you feel ashamed that you actually threw a pregnant woman into the prison and made her step on the sewing machine?" ”

"Hehe, you traitorous bastards, you're embarrassed to talk about us." The prison guards wiped away the nosebleeds, and even though they were beaten by these sneak attacks and made their noses blue and their faces swollen, at this moment, they did not panic at all.

The reason is simple: most of the people who are imprisoned here are people of conscience, and their education and morality cannot allow them to give up the lives of pregnant women just like that.

Therefore, Izunitaro Ozawa believes that if political prisoners with a conscience are to be guarded, then the people who supervise them must naturally be a group of scum and scum, so they will not be merciful.

Not to mention pregnant women, this prison even has children.

"Where's the doctor?" One of the beta stepped and roared, "You brute, don't go to the doctor yet." ”

"Doctor?" The guard said coldly, "There is no such thing. ”

"What did you say!?" The prisoners were shocked: "We have served our sentences for so long, don't we even have a ration for doctors?" ”

"Hey, hey, why spend taxpayers' money to prepare doctors for you criminals?" The jailer spread his hands: "Aren't you dissatisfied with His Majesty the King of the Ring?" Then don't enjoy our welfare, really, how can anyone oppose those in power while demanding treatment from those in power? Do you think you're here to enjoy life? ”

Hearing this, the prisoners angrily rushed up to beat people again: "What are you kidding, we are citizens of Tianhuan, this is one of the four countries, not warlords!" Don't you even talk about basic humanitarianism? That's a pregnant woman, maybe she'll die in one corpse! ”

From the depths of the cell, the screams of women were heard again.

"Pregnant woman, what?"

The jailer carried an electric baton and said with a hippie smile:

"You're just a bunch of criminals, and it's the greatest mercy to be alive. The only purpose of your existence is to provide commodities with your labor. ”

"Despicable!" Gretworth squeezed out of the crowd and scolded, "You don't even have basic empathy, are you still human?" ”

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"I-let me see, you, you, and you, Gretvos, are all beta-tier powerhouses, but so what? Even if I'm just an alpha-level jailer, you don't dare to touch me now. ”

The head of the jailer spoke in a disrespectful manner, and walked up to the man arrogantly, and raised his chin so that he could see Gretward's face, and his nose fluttered, and he laughed sarcastically:

"What? Not angry? ”

"What do you want?" Gretworth said in a deep voice.

"Eh, you're serious, I'm a small civil servant, how dare I treat you with a beta? You're an elite, Gretworth Nightsong, I know you, you've been a famous surgeon before, right? Tut-tut, doctor, that's great, Mr. Doctor (sensei), people like you can easily become celebrities and elites in society, but you don't understand the hearts of our little people. ”

The jailer's eyebrows were twisted into a slit, and he said with a smile:

"I don't want to do anything - it's just that I happen to have a good relationship with Warden Ozawa's personal doctor, and this personal doctor happens to know how to deliver babies, but this personal doctor won't serve the prisoners unless I ask for it."

"Help!" The miserable screams of a pregnant woman came from the corridor again: "Save the child, he will be stuck, everyone is fine, save my child." ”

"You stupid pig—" one prisoner gritted his teeth in hatred, "Hey, Grettward, go save that pregnant woman." ”

"Nope." Gretwer shook his head: "It is impossible to perform surgery in a hygienic environment here, it will only lead to cervical infection, not to mention ......"

He raised his hand and clenched his fist, barely able to burst out a single life particle.

Without this, the safety of the pregnant woman and the fetus cannot be guaranteed at all.

Even at the current level of medical care in developed countries, the mortality rate of pregnant women is as high as 16.1 per 100,000, which means that about 16 pregnant women will die for every 100,000 people, and the common causes are postpartum hemorrhage, amniotic fluid embolism, uterine rupture, etc.

Postpartum haemorrhage, in particular, is a serious complication during childbirth and the leading cause of maternal mortality. What's more, if there is no examination, if there is amniotic fluid embolism, the mortality rate of such childbirth complications is as high as 60%, which is the main cause of maternal death.

If something happens, then uterine scarring and obstructive dystocia may lead to uterine rupture, and the incidence of uterine rupture is increasing every year because Tianhuan people rely on cesarean section.

Gretvo heard Miura say that Mrs. Nano's amniotic water was broken, according to the normal situation, after the water broke, you should lie down quickly If you stand or walk, the amniotic fluid will flow more, and if the umbilical cord flows out with the amniotic fluid and gets stuck in the cervix, it will affect the blood and oxygen supply to the fetus, which is very dangerous.

- But in such a cold environment, lying down will undoubtedly cause the patient's body temperature to lose rapidly.

Childbirth is by no means an easy task, and dystocia is a huge difficulty that threatens the lives of the fetus and the pregnant woman, and it cannot be completely overcome even now - let alone in this prison where there are no sanitary conditions and equipment, and even the temperature and humidity are seriously exceeded.

What's worse is that because there is no medical examination equipment, the mother herself is not aware of gestational hypertension, diabetes and other conditions when she is pregnant.

Gretworth couldn't get his hands dirty.

If there is that power, then the life force of redemption and healing can give the greatest support to the mother to get through the difficulties.

"That said, what does it feel like to be imprisoned with extraordinary powers?"

The jailer stood on tiptoe and stretched out his arm before patting Gretvaux on the shoulder, and he tried to whisper in the other man's ear several times, but Grettward was too tall, and he blushed before he exclaimed:

"Get on your knees."

Gretvo opened his mouth and said:

"At least let me go see the situation first-"

"Don't you have long ears, sir," the jailer stared at him narrowly, "I'll make you kneel." ”

"Hey, you brute!" The prisoners were so indignant that they were about to beat people.

What are you kidding, Gretworth is the leader of their side, if he kneels, doesn't it mean submission?

He can't kneel.

No matter what, you can't kneel.

Gretworth stared at the other party, and suddenly threw a punch that knocked the jailer to the ground, and then, half-kneeling, he grabbed the other party's collar and said coldly:

"I'll kneel, you'll do it yourself."

With that, he immediately turned around and rushed deeper into the cell.

"You bastard!"

The jailer was beaten to the ground, and the next moment the prisoners rushed up and surrounded him, about to beat him severely.

Rumble!

Outside the prison, there was a sudden roar of artillery fire, and then the door was kicked open in an instant.

"Get up."

Her purple-gray hair was wrapped in the cold wind, and her face was covered with smoke and blood, but it did not prevent her from dragging the warden's body and throwing it in front of the jailer:

"You're free."