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Li Ziruo couldn't help but confirm: "You have a way."

Old Man Wu neither nodded nor shook his head, "There's a thirty to forty percent chance of success!"

After lunch, Old Man Wu took another nap.

He then lazily got out of bed and waved his hand. "Let's go to the hospital."

Jiang Xue's gloomy face finally had a little smile.

She quickly took a taxi with Old Man Wu to the hospital, and was then led to President Hu's office.

When the President Hu heard that it was Wu Dong's father that had come, he hurriedly came out to welcome him.

The two exchanged a few words of greeting, and the Old Man Wu did not beat around the bush: "Let's go take a look at those patients!"

President Hu brought Old Man Wu to the ward, a few patients were in a stable condition, but most of the poisoned patients had already been sent to the ward.

Old Man Wu felt the pulse of the patients and thought for a while before giving them the treatment plan. He poured vinegar on the charcoal to release steam, and repeated it four times a day in the sickroom.

Use Shanxi vinegar.

President Hu was waiting for him to finish, but he kept his mouth shut.

President Hu hesitated: "Is that all?"

Old Man Wu nodded: "That's enough."

President Hu did not know what to say, he knew Wu Dong's medical skills were brilliant, so he knew that Old Man Wu was definitely not bad.

But the method proposed by the Old Man Wu was just too child's play!

"It's only a few kilograms of old vinegar, is President Hu not willing to part with it?"

Old Man Wu was not anxious either, as he seemed to be very confident in his own methods.

President Hu stomped his foot. It was just a few jin of old vinegar, it wouldn't hurt to try.

He sent people to prepare, the Old Man Wu waved his hand and said, "You don't need to accompany me any longer. I'll take a look around myself, and when I get the results, we'll talk about the next step. "

Jiang Xue followed the Old Man Wu all the way. After they left, she asked, "Uncle Wu, are you confident?"

Old Man Wu squinted: "So it's actually only thirty to forty percent, now it's already at twenty percent."

Jiang Xue opened her eyes wide: "Then is Wu Dong in trouble?"

The Old Man Wu laughed: "I have two layers of confidence in being able to cure the illness, so I have a 90% chance of saving Wu Dong."

The old man spoke with unfathomable depth. Jiang Xue wanted to ask more, but Old Man Wu waved her hand, indicating that she would not ask any further.

Jiang Xue was helpless and could only return to her position.

She had only taken a few steps absent-mindedly when a person appeared in front of her.

"Doctor Ginger, I had a hard time finding you!"

The one who spoke was Liu Lei.

Jiang Xue took a step back and used her sleeves to cover her nose.

Liu Lei's body had a terrible stench, mixed with the smell of shower gel and perfume, but the smell of fecal water couldn't be concealed.

"This is a hospital. What do you want?"

Jiang Xue pretended to be calm.

"Just you wait."

Liu Lei didn't plan on using force in the hospital, "We'll slowly settle this matter."

Inside the prison, Wu Dong and Zhao Chuanxi squatted side by side.

The inmates of the jail were not eating in the cafeteria. They were all leaning against the bed, squatting in two rows. In front of them was a bowl of rice.

One prisoner was in charge of serving the food, and the other was in charge of dividing the steamed buns.

When the dishes and steamed buns were all distributed, someone said, "Eat."

Only then can the prisoners begin to eat.

Today's food was potato and cabbage powder, a rare piece of oil.

The prisoner serving the food filled a bowl for Wu Dong, who waved his hands: "I can't eat that much."

The man who was passing the dishes around turned to look at Director Wang, who smiled at Wu Dong: "Today's food is not bad, you won't be able to eat it if you're late."

Wu Dong did not say anything else.

When she gave Zhao Chuanxi more food, she only gave him half a spoonful.

Zhao Chuanxi seemed to be already used to it and did not say anything.

Wu Dong sighed, although Director Wang promised to stop bullying Zhao Chuanxi, he did not plan to take care of him.

The other prisoners' appetite was huge, giving Zhao Chuanxi half a spoonful was already out of respect for him.

Wu Dong brought Zhao Chuanxi's bowl over and poured half of it in.

Everyone in the cells were stunned. Only the Director Wang waved his hand, signalling everyone to stay calm.

After the meal, everyone lay down to sleep.

Wu Dong also wanted to get a good night's sleep, but Wu Yu's voice once again sounded out in his mind.

"I'm suffocating!" "No, you have to let me out for some fresh air."

Wu Dong did not pay attention to him, and turned over, wanting to continue sleeping.

Right at this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the door. It sounded like there were four or five people there.

The iron gate was opened, and the guards were there, followed by a few prisoners.

There was a old fart whom Wu Dong recognized, a man who had just received the beard of his enemy, the old fart.

The guard shouted, "Form up!"

Everyone in the cell got out of bed and stood neatly against the bed.

The guard took out a book and read aloud, "Liu Xiafu, Xu Jianguo, Hu Jiang, Qian Jiachang... Bring your bunks and toiletries with you! "

Director Wang realized that the situation was not looking good.

As the prisoners walked out of the cell, the guard shouted once more, "You guys, go in!"

old fart brought a few prisoners into the cell. When he saw Director Wang, he revealed a look of disdain and glared at Wu Dong and Zhao Chuanxi at the same time.

"Report!"

The Director Wang said loudly.

The guard nodded. "What's the matter?"

As he spoke, he tilted his head, gesturing for him to come out.

When Director Wang left the room, his tone became anxious, "Sir, what do you mean? "Why did you send my men away?"

The prison guard said coldly, "What do you mean you're your people? You're all criminals, criminals."

Director Wang did not want to argue with him, so he angrily asked: "What do you want?"

"What do I want?!"

The prison guard sneered, "You won't do anything if you take my things. There are a lot of people who are willing to help! "

He toyed with the stick in his hand. "Tonight is your last chance. Wasn't that kid surnamed Wu pretty good at fighting? Tonight, you will join forces with the old fart and kill that brat for me. "

Director Wang took the smoke from the prison guard, but did not manage to do anything for him.

The Director Wang used Wu Dong's strength as an excuse, but he was afraid that he would not be able to find an excuse.

"If tomorrow, I find that kid is still alive."

The jailer's short stick suddenly appeared on the wall beside Director Wang's ears. "Your case is about to come down, you don't want to be sentenced to death just for breaking out of the prison or beating the jailer!"

Director Wang returned to his cell. old fart was sitting on the lower bunk, leisurely picking his teeth. He enthusiastically greeted Director Wang: "Director Wang, you are trying to summon the wind and rain outside. Are you alright inside?"

The Director Wang ignored him and went back to bed.

old fart's voice continued: "Director Wang, there are some things that we need to do. Don't you think so? "

The old fart sat on the bed and joked around.

Wu Dong did not want to bother with his subordinates who were flattering him, but these people spoke too loudly, and the things they said were getting worse and worse.

These people feared the strong when they bullied the weak. They would do all sorts of wicked things.

At this time, the old fart was talking about something he was proud of his entire life: "Fuck, that family will not move no matter what, no matter how high the price is. The people up there have already told me a few times, they must have let me do it properly. Who the hell is my old fart? If I don't act now, if I don't stir up some trouble when I do it, I won't be able to pay you all back. "