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"Long time no see, Little Wen."

Wu Dong pressed his hand on the glass window, while Xiao Wen pressed his hand on it.

"Uncle, what are you doing!" "How did you get yourself involved?"

Xiao Wen said with a smile.

"It's a long story."

Wu Dong retorted, "Did Wang Ya call you here? If nothing happened to me, would you not even remember to look at me? "

"Uncle, I'm very busy."

Little Wen narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips. She still had the same mischievous face as before.

She pointed to her badge. "Now, I'm your lawyer."

"Tsk tsk."

Wu Dong ridiculed, "Have the lawyers changed to the Boy Scouts?"

"Tsk ~"

Xiao Wen curled her lips. "You better believe it or not. My lawyer's license is a fake."

"Your case is a little tricky. All the evidence points to you. In order to gain the chance to see you again, Sister Wang Ya has used up a lot of connections. "

"Who is framing me?"

Wu Dong wanted to know this question the most.

"Who else could it be?"

Xiao Wen said, "Uncle, you have offended a bunch of people. How did you provoke them? These people had a health bureau, a police station, and a land bureau. Those directors are asking you to take the blame! "

Wu Dong pondered, how could he have offended so many people!

He only wanted to investigate the poison in the patient's body.

It seemed that the truth involved many people.

"I will try to help you, but it will take some time."

Xiao Wen looked at Wu Dong with concern. "Are you alright inside?"

Wu Dong shook his head and said, "I'm fine. There's one thing I need your help with. "

He told Xiao Wen what he had seen that day and asked her to tell the old man.

He hoped that the old man would know what that biting mysterious animal was.

The two of them finished their conversation, just as Wu Dong was about to leave.

He noticed that Zhao Chuanxi, who was in the same cell as him, was also meeting with the visitors at another window.

A middle-aged woman holding a young girl around ten years old was talking to Wang Chuanxi.

Zhao Chuanxi no longer had the cold expression from before. Instead, he was smiling very happily.

He kept talking to the little girl, making her laugh.

If it weren't for the glass window, everyone would have thought that this was a very happy family of three, enjoying their rare afternoon leisure time.

The little girl's face was yellow and her expression was sluggish, as if she was suffering from a serious illness.

Wu Dong could tell at a glance that the little girl suffered from a serious liver disease.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxi and the middle-aged woman, it was not hard to see that although they were smiling happily, they had concealed the worry and pity in their hearts the entire time.

After the visiting hours ended, Wu Dong was not brought back to the Reflection Chamber.

This should be because of Xiao Wen, Wu Dong's case was now represented by lawyers, the police and prison guards could not hide it anymore.

He was returned to his cell.

As soon as they entered, several prisoners crowded around them.

Wu Dong thought that they were going to attack again, but who knew that these people would warmly greet him.

Even the Director Wang walked over embarrassedly and said in a low voice, "Thank you, brother."

Wu Dong was completely confused by his words, and only found out later.

Xiao Wen personally visited Director Wang's parents and helped them out a lot.

Xiao Wen considered this favor to be on Wu Dong's account. Although Director Wang and Wu Dong had a grudge, right now, they also owed him a favor.

Wu Dong sighed, Xiao Wen did indeed have a way with things.

It seemed that he had underestimated her in the past.

There was only one person in the prison who did not greet Wu Dong, and that was Zhao Chuanxi.

After staying in the confinement room for a few days, to be able to see the light of day again, Wu Dong felt that it wasn't as awkward staying in the prison.

The other prisoners in the cell no longer bothered him and called him Dr. Wu with great politeness.

After Zhao Chuanxi finished his inspection, he returned to the cell room and changed back into that cowardly Mu Na.

When he sat down on the bed, he could feel his butt getting wet.

Director Wang and a few other prisoners watched on coldly from the sidelines.

Wang Chuanxi turned around and saw that his bed was covered with a large amount of water.

The Director Wang was purposely teasing him.

Wang Chuanxin was silent. He lifted the bed cover and slept on the bed with his arms crossed.

When it was time for the exercise, all the prisoners left the cell and headed for the field.

Wu Dong and his fellow prison guards passed through the iron gate. Although the place wasn't big and there were armed guards at the top, it was still an open space.

Wu Dong moved his hands and feet, causing his Qi to rise.

Suddenly, there was a small commotion at the door.

When Zhao Chuanxi passed by the iron gate, he was hit by his fellow prisoner.

He didn't even look back, but another fellow prisoner came crashing in.

Zhao Chuanxi staggered from the impact, but at this moment, someone from the bottom of his feet was causing him to stumble.

Zhao Chuanxi dropped to the ground.

Noticing that someone was causing trouble, the prison guard shouted for them to stop.

Director Wang and a few of his comrades immediately tried to avoid him as if he was fine. Before they left, they did not forget to say, "Walk carefully."

Another fellow prisoner sneered, "Food can be eaten and spit out, but words can't be swallowed back."

The prison guard asked Zhao Chuanxi: "Are you alright?"

Zhao Chuanxi lied on the ground and replied: "I'm fine."

He clenched his fists, but finally let them go.

Suddenly, a shadow loomed over him, and a man stretched out his hand.

Zhao Chuanxi raised his head and saw Wu Dong extending his right hand in front of him.

Zhao Chuanxi hesitated, but still pulled his hand and stood up.

Wu Dong said, "The matter of my confinement is not your fault. I will explain it all to them."

Zhao Chuanxi patted the dirt on his body, and shook his head: No need. Even if it's none of your business, they'll find other excuses to make trouble for me. "

Zhao Chuanxi left coldly.

Every corner of the small playground was controlled by small groups of prisoners.

Most of them were walking in the middle of the field, while Wang Chuanxi was walking slowly.

But he did not provoke others, and the prisoners continued to make things difficult for him.

It was inevitable that there would be some friction between the prisoners, and the guards could not interfere in everything. As long as the situation was not too excessive, they would turn a blind eye.

Prisoners tortured people in a variety of ways, but what they liked best were their real fists.

A few prisoners followed behind Zhao Chuanxi while they were walking. Zhao Chuanxi walked by himself, even though he knew that there were people following them.

After two laps, a few more prisoners blocked his way.

The two groups attacked from the front and back. Suddenly, the prisoners behind them held Zhao Chuanxi up and the prisoners in front of them blocked their line of sight.

A few prisoners punched Zhao Chuanxi in the abdomen consecutively.

The prison guard loudly shouted from the side, "What are you doing?"

The prisoners dispersed. Only Zhao Chuanxi knelt on the ground and hugged his stomach in pain.

Under the furious gazes of the few prisoners, Zhao Chuanxi stood up and indicated to the prison guards that he was fine.

Wu Dong had seen everything that had just happened, but he did not step forward to stop his.

This was not a place to act bravely for a just cause. Furthermore, if Wu Dong could help him once, it would only bring him more trouble.

Zhao Chuanxi slowly continued to let them off, but the prisoners did not plan to let him go.

These people had no other fun in the jail. They could only bully others for fun.

A prisoner with sideburns grabbed onto a scorpion's tail from who knows where, with two fingers pinching the scorpion's tail, he walked towards Zhao Chuanxi.

Zhao Chuanxi heard someone approaching and all the hairs on his body stood on end. However, he still maintained his calm face as if he was at the mercy of others.