Full Sugar No Ice

Chapter 57 Sea Salt Cheese ([-])

In the middle of the night, Cong Ming hurried into the infirmary of the prison area. Inside, the doctors of the prison area, Xu Huaimin and Zhong Cankui, were cleaning the debris on the floor. When they heard the door, they turned their heads at the same time.

"Instructor, why are you here?" Zhong Cankui asked in surprise.

Cong Ming is not the leader of the prison today.

Cong Ming looked around and couldn't help frowning, "It's so noisy? How are you?"

Pointing to the blue isolation curtain, Xu Huaimin said with great resentment: "I think he really doesn't want to live anymore. Now he bites anyone who catches him, and smashes whatever he catches. Instructor, it's not okay to go on like this."

Why doesn't Cong Ming have a headache?

Not only did he have a headache, but he was also anxious.

Under the light, the scar on Zhong Cankui's forehead was clearly visible, a piece of Xu Huaimin's white coat pocket was torn, and there were still a few black footprints on his body.

Cong Ming felt very uncomfortable, "You have been wronged."

Zhong Cankui touched his forehead and smiled wryly: "It's not the first time, it's okay, I'm young, I'm resistant."

"Thanks to Xiao Zhong's following today, someone else can't control him." Xu Huaimin still has lingering fears when he recalled the scene just now.

Cong Ming nodded and patted Zhong Cankui on the shoulder, "I credit you."

Zhong Cankui smiled embarrassedly, "I have to protect Dr. Xu, he is the treasure of our prison."

Xu Huaimin rolled his eyes, "You're gross or not, and you can't describe it."

Zhong Cankui laughed.

Cong Ming also smiled, "I'll go see him."

Xu Huaimin pointed to the blue isolation curtain, "Inside, he was given sedative drugs and fell asleep."

Cong Ming walked behind the curtain and saw Teng Kun on the hospital bed.

"He was in shock when he was fighting with the prisoners in the cell, and he woke up when he was delivered, so he made a fuss here." Zhong Cankui followed.

Teng Kun closed his eyes tightly and opened his mouth slightly, sleeping unconsciously.There were a few new scars on his face and hands. Although they had been treated, they still looked shocking.

Cong Ming approached and looked at the dripping speed, "Isn't it dripping fast?"

Xu Huaimin squinted at the transparent tube and said, "Not fast."

Cong Ming's gaze shifted to Teng Kun's neck again, "He still refuses the operation?"

"Yes, no matter how much you persuade him, he said, no one can force him to sign the consent form for the operation." Zhong Cankui replied.

"You didn't mention his son?" Cong Ming said.

"Don't mention it, instructor, I just mentioned it to him once, and he fell out of the sky. Today, just after he was released from the odd number back to the cell, he deliberately started a fight. Dr. Xu is right, he is Give up on yourself, don't want to live anymore." Zhong Cankui complained.

Cong Ming looked at Teng Kun on the hospital bed with thoughtful eyes.

After watching Teng Kun, Cong Ming called Zhong Cankui outside the door.

"You write me the phone address of Teng Kun's son, and I will talk to him tomorrow." Cong Ming said.

The prison police are not allowed to bring mobile phones into the prison area, and cannot send WeChat messages, they can only write by hand.

Zhong Cankui was stunned, and stared blankly at Cong Ming, "You want to go in person?"

"Why, it can't be done." Cong Ming smiled and said: "As the saying goes, when a veteran goes out, one can beat three. You may not be able to figure it out. Let me give it a try, just in case it works."

Zhong Cankui scratched his head, "Actually...you don't have to go in person, I will just go."

After all, Cong Ming is the leader of the prison area, so he doesn't have to do these things himself.

"If you tell me to write, just write. There's so much nonsense." Cong Ming sullenly pushed Zhong Cankui, "Hurry up, I'll wait for you."

Seeing his firm attitude, Zhong Cankui had no choice but to go into the house and write.

Not long after, Zhong Cankui came out with a prescription in his hand and handed it to Cong Ming, "That's all."

Cong Ming looked down at the words on it, and read softly: "Teng Yi, address, Jialiang Auto Beauty Shop in the west section of Wutang Road in the urban area...does he work there?"

"No, he is the boss, and he drove Jialiang."

"Oh? It's not bad. I followed the right path and didn't learn from his father." Cong Ming looked down at Teng Yi's personal information, "Tell me more about Teng Yi, please excuse me."

Zhong Cankui recalled the scene when he met Teng Yi, "I have dealt with him several times, and I also went to Jialiang. I think he can make Jialiang a first-class store in the industry in a short period of time, which shows that he is a person. Brainy, capable, willing to endure hardships, is a ruthless person."

"Any more?"

"And... and..." Zhong Cankui tried hard to recall, "He, he is very handsome, but his words are choking. He is impatient to see you, and he will not directly spit out fragrance to drive you away, but treat you as usual. He treats you the same way you should be treated as a customer, and his words are polite and thoughtful, so that no one can find fault at all. When talking to him, I always feel that I am hitting the cotton with all my energy, and I am annoyed but have nowhere to vent, so awkward Very. From the very beginning, he knew the purpose of my going to him, but he just went around and didn’t talk to you about the business. Teng Kun is a taboo for him, so I put it at the end because I know, As long as Teng Kun is mentioned, the conversation is basically over."

"Oh." Cong Ming nodded slowly.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to write. In addition to running a car wash, this Teng Yi also formed a private rescue team." Zhong Cankui remembered this incident.

Civil rescue team?
Cong Ming raised his eyes in surprise, "You never said that before."

Zhong Cankui scratched his head and explained, "You didn't ask me either. He seemed rather reluctant to mention the rescue team. That's all I know."

"What rescue team?"

Zhong Cankui thought for a while, "It seems to be called Zhan... Zhan..."

"War Eagle?" Cong Ming said subconsciously for some reason.

"Yes, it's Zhanying! Instructor, how do you know? Did you also see the TV news?" Zhong Cankui asked in surprise.

Cong Ming shook his head, "I heard it from elsewhere."

Zhong Cankui let out an oh.

Cong Ming put away the prescription note, said something and went back to the office.

He opened the drawer, took out a black phone book, flipped through a few pages, and found a familiar name.

He picked up the office phone that could communicate with the outside world, and dialed the number recorded in the notebook.

The bell rang for a long time before the other party picked it up.

"Hello, who is it?"

Cong Ming straightened up, "Lao Jiang, I'm Cong Ming, Cong Ming from Jingyang Prison."

On the other side, Jiang Wei, whose face was blackened by the smoke, was taken aback for a moment, "Oh, Lao Cong, why are you so busy calling me when you have time?"

"I didn't disturb your rest."

"Where is it, I'm also on duty. Just after dealing with the fire, your call came."

"Hurry up."

"Hurry up, hurry up."

Cong Ming smiled and said, "I want to ask you for help."

"Tell me, what's the matter." Thinking that the helmet was in the way, Jiang Wei simply took it off.

Cong Ming was quiet for a moment, then asked, "Are you familiar with Teng Yi?"

(End of this chapter)