Chapter 23: Wanting to escape from prison again
The deputy warden listened intently and nodded, as if he felt the pain.
I continued: "It is true that laparoscopic surgery has the advantage of being minimally invasive, but it also has risks, such as bleeding, damage to organs, emphysema, etc. It depends on how big the pneumoperitoneum is, how high the air pressure is, and it also depends on the doctor's medical skills. and medical ethics.”
"What does it have to do with medical ethics?" the warden asked.
"Two robotic arms and a light are placed in your lower abdomen. Do you think there is a lot of space in your lower abdomen? The doctor feels that it is not easy to do it. Is it okay to stretch your pneumoperitoneum a little wider? I didn't do it by accident. Just be heavier. No, what if you accidentally pierce your large intestine and leak out a little delicious poop? What if your girlfriend ignored the doctor yesterday and the doctor is in a bad mood today? What if your mother-in-law dislikes the smell of hydrogen peroxide all over the doctor? Can you..." The deputy warden interrupted me: "I'm so scared. It's very scary. Can you stop describing it?"
"What are you talking about? You are so excited." At this moment, the warden opened the iron door of the interrogation room and came in. Before anyone arrived, the voice came first.
"Let's talk about some medical topics." I nodded and reported the truth to the warden.
The warden frowned: "What kind of place is the interrogation room?"
I quickly asked: "Can I say a few words?"
"Speak." The warden looked a little impatient.
"I guess the deputy warden is sick." When I said this, I didn't want to laugh, but I really smiled in my heart.
"What's wrong with him?" asked the warden.
"Have you ever heard of the big soft bubble disease?" I said. I still wanted to laugh. Although I had this disease and am now cured of it, it doesn't mean I can't laugh at the deputy warden who also has this disease.
The warden said: "Boring." He left.
As soon as the warden left, the deputy warden took it out on me. A beating was inevitable. I was talking too much. Why bother to expose the deputy warden's shortcomings? It's a man's secret pain. I quickly said: "Don't hit me." Come on, stop fighting, do you still want to hear me finish?"
"You're a MD, get out of here," the deputy warden scolded.
It is true that I was beaten, and I must avenge this. Within two days, the deputy warden had a secret problem, and everyone in the prison knew about it. I was thinking that the beating I received was not in vain.
What I never expected was that I wanted to take revenge on others, and that my retribution would come quickly. Word spread around the prison that I had suffered from this problem.
In addition to my proud nickname of Optimus Prime, I now have an additional nickname, called Four Navel Monster. Moreover, my nickname, the four-navel monster, became louder and louder, and everyone almost forgot that I was once the great Optimus Prime.
Lao Liu was the most gossipy and asked the guys from the Hua Gang to push me to the ground, one, two, three, four, yes, it was indeed four belly buttons. What are the bodyguards assigned to me by Mad Dog doing?
They actually laughed and watched, which made me so angry.
The sixth child is still disgusting me: "Why is it so ugly?" I want to scold my mother. This is a minimally invasive surgery, not a cosmetic surgery. Whether it looks good or not is none of your business.
Now I finally realize what it means to retaliate against injustice. I also decided to change it.
That night, I received another note hidden in the meal: Be honest and calm down.
who is it? who is it? Is this a threat or a warning?
The first time I told Mad Dog, I was afraid of death.
Mad Dog's expression was a little serious: "There are a few new prisoners, and I think something doesn't look right. You'd better stay away from these people."
"Thanks for reminding me, there are still bodyguards and big brother here," I replied.
I was slapped by the mad dog, and he lectured me: "Don't you know what's right and wrong, young man?"
I said aggrievedly: "I know." I thought to myself, it is better to rely on myself than anyone else.
Mad Dog lowered his voice and said to me: "In the near future, I still want to escape from prison."
My mind is spinning so fast. Who will protect me if he is gone? But I can't tell everything about my inner thoughts. I'm not stupid. I believe in my accurate words: "The dark hole is still there, but the risk of jailbreak is still high."
"But I can't wait any longer, I have to get out of here." Mad Dog was determined to leave.
"There is something I don't know whether to say or not." I said.
"Don't always be so formal. You and I, brothers, speak openly and openly." Mad Dog said.
"I know that my eldest brother is a member of the underworld. Do you want to live your life licking blood on the head of a knife?" I asked.
"Otherwise?" Mad Dog asked.
"Das Kapital" said it well, the primitive accumulation of capital is bloody..." Halfway through my words, the mad dog pounced on me and shouted: "Are you a red-hearted sliver?"
"Don't kill me, listen to me." I really thought Mad Dog regarded me as a brother, but it turned out that he wanted to kill someone with just half a sentence. I was panicking, but I had to save myself.
" said. "The mad dog's murderous intention has not disappeared.
"Didn't that guy in the Opium War have his hands stained with the blood of the Chinese people..." I was interrupted again, and Mad Dog said: "The topic has gone too far."
"They all became upper-class gentlemen later on. Who still remembers that they used to kill people and set fires?" I said.
Mad Dog finally let down his guard against me for the time being. He said: "I understand this truth, but right now, I am in prison, and there are some people outside who are restless and covet my position and want to take my place."
"This is easy to handle." I said.
"What should I do? Tell me quickly." Mad Dog was very anxious.
I hesitated, thought for a while and said: "Brother, please don't get excited. Just listen to what I have to say. If I say something wrong, just treat it like a fart and knock me down. I treat you like a eldest brother, that's why I say this. Okay." ?"
"Okay, you say it." Mad Dog said.
"Since others are unkind to you, you must be unjust. If those people want to rebel, just hand them over to the police officer. "I'm obviously not an expert in the underworld.
"They are my brothers, how can they betray me? You must not mention it next time, otherwise don't blame the elder brother. I went crazy and I was afraid." Because I said it first, the mad dog tolerated my words.
I also know that I was rash, but I must make up for it: "If you are the eldest brother, why do you still want to rebel? Besides, do you have to do it yourself to clean up the family?" I am trying my best to make up for my mistake.
Mad Dog said seriously: "This breaks the rules of the world."
"How about settling for the next best thing?" I said.
"Speak." Mad Dog said.
"Let's wait and see what happens. The most important thing is to keep a firm grasp on the financial situation. I wonder if the person currently managing the finances is the most considerate and trustworthy person."
Those who manage finances must be people I trust, but I am not sure whether they have been bribed by those who covet my position.
I must escape from this prison within the next few days.
It seems that the first lesson is not enough. How to plan? Please stay tuned for Chapter 24: Plan to escape again.
