Siheyuan: Traveling through three years to gain the power of a palm

"Oh, forget it."

Xu Damao let go of his hand and turned to leave.

"Xu Damao, come back here."

Lou Xiao'e grabbed Xu Damao, who didn't want to resist, and subdued him.

"Wash your hands."

"what?"

"Wash your hands!"

It is unknown what happened that night, but on the first day of work in the new year, Xu Damao felt a little weak.

Another few days passed.

In prison, Jia Zhang's condition had stabilized, except that she was missing four fingers on her right hand and had rib injuries on her chest, which caused some inconvenience to her body.

And because of her bad mouth, the staff of the prison infirmary did not pay too much attention to her treatment, so it was normal for occasional accidents to occur.

Therefore, although Jia Zhang's current injury is stable, it will basically not improve. If there is any change, it will be in the direction of deterioration.

But today the prison guard came and told her that it was time to work.

"Work? No, I'm not well yet. Look at the wound on my hand, it hasn't healed yet. And my internal organs are still hurting.

No, I can’t do it. I can’t work. I can’t. Ouch, it hurts.”

Jia Zhang pretended to be in pain and wanted to use her injuries as an excuse to refuse to go to work and undergo labor reform.

And how could the prison guards let her do as she wished?

"Does it hurt that much?"

"Yeah. My lumbar disc, my groin, the base of my tail. They don't hurt...!"

Jia Zhang quickly stood up, but the rib injury made her bend over again. Her facial features were almost twisted together, looking extremely hideous.

Simply because the prison guard put his hand on the stick at his waist.

Jia Zhang wisely chose to be timid.

After a simple busy day, Jia Zhang dragged her tired and injured body back to the cell.

Now every bit of hard labor she did was almost like consuming her future lifespan.

If this continues, hidden injuries will accumulate. If she is not properly treated, even if she is not shot, Jia Zhang will not live more than two years.

Even in the past two years, she has lived an extremely miserable life. The pain caused by the outbreak of hidden injuries is not something that ordinary people can endure.

But it is obvious that Jia Zhangshi does not have this opportunity.

Because her cell was still cell number seven, and Zhao Cuilan was waiting for her inside.

Lying on the bed, Jia Zhang let out a cry of "ouch".

There were some signs of cracking on her wound, and through the thick gauze wrapped around her palm, one could vaguely see red blood slowly seeping through.

Wounds are difficult to heal in winter, and Jia Zhangshi cannot receive good medical treatment here, nor can she eat good food. It is not surprising that this situation occurred.

But her roommates didn’t like her screams.

After all, I just came back from a busy day and before I could even take a break, I heard someone groaning. Who could stand that?

You think you are Brother Shui?

Oh my god—a featherless chicken!

belch!

So, under the instigation of Zhao Cuilan, the roommates surrounded Jia Zhang again.

"What are you going to do? I'm telling you, I'm a wounded soldier now. Do you understand what a wounded soldier is? I want to be treated well. You can't be miners anymore."

Jia Zhang forced herself to sit up, leaning against the wall, pointing at everyone with her left hand, and speaking in a somewhat fierce tone.

But the expression on his face said, "I am just a piece of trash, come and bully me."

Perhaps it was because of Jia Zhang's injuries that they were afraid of beating her to death.

Wang Pandi, who had less than a month left in her sentence, said viciously, "Shut up! If you make another sound, I'll fucking kill you. I only have a month to live anyway, so I don't mind dragging you down with me before I die. Do you understand?"

Like a wronged young wife, Jia Zhang nodded and admitted her mistake, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I won't do it again next time."

Under Zhao Cuilan's unwilling gaze, everyone dispersed.

"What a bunch of losers! I guess I have to find an opportunity to take action against them at night." Zhao Cuilan thought secretly.

Originally, she wanted to use some of Jia Zhang's minor faults as an excuse to stir up the emotions of her roommates, and then take action against Jia Zhang together. This way, it would be difficult to investigate and the punishment would not be too severe.

After all, her mission was to make Jia Zhang suffer, not to kill her directly.

So we have to torture her slowly and not let her die.

I just didn't expect Wang Pandi to be such a coward. What's wrong with leading the way in beating up Jia Zhang? She only has a month to live anyway.

What a wimp.

"Forget it, let's think about how to torture Jia Zhang tonight.

Or her hands? No, if both of her hands are crippled, she won't stay here to work. Let's fix her legs. If her right hand is crippled, then her left leg will be."

Zhao Cuilan didn't know that the prison guards would not report Jia Zhang's affairs, and would even help her do these things.

If she knew, she wouldn't have to be so cautious. She could even take action openly when the prison guard was on duty.

It's a pity that she doesn't know.

Chapter 575: Jia Zhang's Broken Leg

Late at night, Zhao Cuilan listened to the snoring sounds that came one after another, and her heart was slightly disturbed.

She quietly got out of bed, picked up another stone, and walked to Jia Zhang's bed.

Although this wasn't the first time she had done something like this, Zhao Cuilan still felt a little uneasy.

"I'm sorry, Jia Zhang."

Gently lifting the quilt, Zhao Cuilan hit Jia Zhang's left leg hard.

But just as she lifted the stone, Jia Zhang turned over, pointed at her and shouted, "Who the hell are you?"

Jia Zhang was in so much pain that she couldn't sleep at all. So when Zhao Cuilan came down, she noticed it, but she didn't say anything.

Zhao Cuilan was also shocked when she saw that Jia Zhang was not asleep. If this were to be exposed, wouldn’t she die prematurely?

Otherwise, why not kill Jia Zhang first?

In an instant, Zhao Cuilan's mind changed from breaking Jia Zhang's legs to killing Jia Zhang.

It was just that it was a little difficult to hit Jia Zhang's head with the stone, so Zhao Cuilan hit her leg at first.

boom!

Click!

The sound of broken bones rang out in the night, so crisp!

Jia Zhang's face was filled with disbelief.

"Is it not you who's sick? I've already discovered you, and it's fine if you don't beg for mercy, but you even dared to attack me. Don't you think you have any respect for the prison guards?"

Or are you really not afraid of death?

But Zhao Cuilan answered her with her actions, she was really not afraid.

Two seconds passed after the sound of broken bones was heard before Jia Zhang reacted and howled in pain.

Zhao Cuilan didn't dare to stop her hands. She didn't know if she would have the chance to continue to torture Jia Zhang after today's incident was exposed, so she wanted to give Jia Zhang a hard time.

She raised the stone and aimed it at Jia Zhang's head.

However, because of the pain, Jia Zhang kept shaking her head from side to side, causing her two hits to miss.

When she wanted to hit it for the third time, she found that the stone she had lifted had been taken away by someone else.

Turning around, she saw ten inmates looking at her friendly, hoping that she could come up with a reasonable explanation.

After all, if Zhao Cuilan can take action against Jia Zhang today, she might hit them on the head with a stone tomorrow.

After the two men tied Jia Zhang to the bed and blocked her mouth, they sat on the bed and listened to Zhao Cuilan tell stories.

It was very simple. Jia Zhang offended someone, and someone outside found Zhao Cuilan's family and bribed her to teach Jia Zhang a lesson.

After hearing this, everyone felt relieved. It turned out to be profitable. This was no problem.

As long as Zhao Cuilan is not crazy or mentally ill and wants to take revenge on society, it's fine.

However, some people also asked, "Can we participate in this plan?"

The others were stunned and nodded immediately.

"We don't want money or anything, just send us some food. It doesn't matter if there's meat or not, as long as there's steamed buns."

"Yeah, the prison food is really hard to swallow. It's so dry that I can't even poop."

"If you bully Jia Zhang alone, that's your problem, but if we all work together to deal with her, then it's her problem. This way, the risk is smaller."

In the end, Zhao Cuilan agreed to their participation, but she couldn't guarantee whether the people there were willing to spend more money to give them benefits.

Regarding this matter, Zhao Cuilan's cellmates said that they could first let the other party see their sincerity.

The way to show sincerity is naturally Jia Zhang, who has a broken leg.

Eleven men hit Jia Zhang's left calf one by one, causing it to be comminuted fractured.

During this period, Jia Zhang had almost no reaction, because the first two hits made her faint from the pain.

This is better, as it prevents Jia Zhang from shouting and disturbing other people's sleep.

The next day, when the prison guard saw Jia Zhang, whose face was pale and whose left calf was almost as sticky as dumpling filling, he gasped and felt his scalp tingling.

"My God, this is a bit too cruel,"

When he was sent to the infirmary, his left leg was definitely gone and had to be amputated.

However, amputation surgery could not be performed here, so Jia Zhang had to be sent to the hospital.

After all this ordeal, Jia Zhang's left leg could no longer be saved, and almost the entire leg was amputated.

This news was passed on through layers of communication and finally reached the ears of He Daqing who was at work.

This made the He family father and son very happy. Now the person they hated the most was Jia Zhang.

"Okay! Break one of her legs, and next time break the other leg, and her arm, and then let her die!"

When talking about Jia Zhangshi, Sha Zhu seemed like a different person, just like Ma Chao when he met Cao Cao, wishing he could eat her flesh and sleep on her skin.

He Daqing's eyes were a little complicated. Sha Zhu didn't know, but he knew how much money it would cost to do these things.

After this leg, at least another gold bar will be obtained.

If he wanted to deal with Jia Zhang according to Sha Zhu's idea, he would have to spend half of his small treasury.

But the money is worth spending. As long as Jia Zhang is tortured to death and Sha Zhu gets over his emotional problems, he can be arranged to go on a blind date.

That’s right, less than a month after Yang Shufen’s death, He Daqing planned to arrange a blind date for Sha Zhu, and his reasons were very good.

The two children at home cannot be left unattended, and Yang Ergou can't always be left at home to take care of them. Besides, how can he take good care of the children when he is only half a grown child?

When Sha Zhu took He Yu Shui into care, He Yu Shui was already six years old.

There still needs to be a woman to take care of the family.

Another reason is that if you look for a partner now, you can cultivate a good relationship while the child is still young and has few memories.

If the children grow up in a few years, it will be difficult to maintain family harmony.

However, He Daqing hasn't said these words to Sha Zhu yet, and now is not the time.

The news about Jia Zhang was also told to Qin Huairu by the prison staff. After all, as a family member, she had the right to know about such a serious matter as amputation.

However, Qin Huairu seemed very indifferent about this, not caring at all, and even felt extremely comfortable and refreshed.