563: Five hundred fifty-two 563: Five hundred fifty-two Bang!
A massive sound and an enormous force directly made the iron door bang loudly.
Song Yun let go and picked up Zhang Longhu from the ground, walking out of the room.
The body of the man known as “the Pillar” slumped to the floor, red and white matter smeared across the majority of the iron door.
The prison guards outside saw Song Yun coming and hastily picked up their batons—inmates are not typically armed with guns!
Song Yun glanced at the two men and said, “Try to move and see if you want to die.”
The two prison guards, merely in their twenties and mere fledglings according to Song Yun, went weak at the knees upon hearing Song Yun’s menacing words and seeing the red and white matter, still steaming, that splattered the ground.
They could only watch as Song Yun walked away holding the man.
Song Yun, carrying Zhang Longhu, ran towards the infirmary, from which Zhang Longhu vomited blood three times en route.
“Damn it, hold on for me; you’re my cellmate!
If you get killed, what face will I have to brag about you!” Song Yun urgently pronounced, his pace quickening.
Meanwhile, in the Prison Chief’s office, several uniformed individuals stood, different from Leopard and his inspection team from last time.
After an investigation, it was determined that “Comrade Song Yun was wrongfully accused.
The local authorities are instructed to immediately restore Song Yun’s previous status upon receipt of this notice,” said a man in a slightly different uniform, reading from a sheet of paper before handing it to the Prison Chief.
“Mr.
Prison Chief, please take me to see Song Yun,” the man said with a slight smile.
“Yes, yes, right away,” the Prison Chief replied, glancing at the sheet, which bore two official stamps—one red seal from Yanjing Public Security and the other, a dragon-shaped seal from National Security.
“It’s bad, Prison Chief!
An inmate has deliberately injured people, and now four inmates are dead!” a prison guard rushed in and exclaimed to the Prison Chief.
“What happened!” the Prison Chief exclaimed in shock, particularly with the delegation from Yanjing still present, complicating matters.
“Which inmates are causing trouble!” the Prison Chief demanded.
“Just one inmate, named Song Yun!!
He’s heading towards the infirmary now!”
“Song Yun!
The infirmary!
Yu Yao!” the Prison Chief tensed up and urgently said to the uniformed individuals nearby, “Comrades, there may have been some misunderstanding with Comrade Song Yun.
Let’s hurry to the infirmary to see for ourselves.”
“Let’s go now!”
Mo Yuyao had already gone home but came back to the infirmary, remembering something left undone.
Just as she was about to leave after finishing up, she saw Song Yun burst in, carrying a man drenched in blood.
“What on earth happened, Song Yun!” Mo Yuyao asked in astonishment.
“Yu Yao, you’re here!
Please save him!” Song Yun exclaimed joyfully upon seeing Mo Yuyao.
Mo Yuyao quickly prepared the bed and said, “Put him here—what happened, how did he lose so much blood?”
“He was beaten!
Help him, quickly!”
Equipped, Mo Yuyao examined Zhang Longhu and frowned, “I can only treat his external wounds for now.
He has serious internal injuries and needs to be rushed to a hospital!
Go to my bag and get my phone to call the hospital so they can come quickly.”
“Alright, thank you!” Song Yun thanked her and went to her bag, found Mo Yuyao’s phone, and dialed the hospital.
By then, Mo Yuyao had already changed into casual clothes and had no time to put on a lab coat.
So there she was, attending to Zhang Longhu, busily covered in blood head-to-toe, but she didn’t spare a moment to look at herself, concentrating fully on treating Zhang Longhu’s wounds.
“How is he?” Song Yun asked as Mo Yuyao paused.
“The external wounds are treated, but as for the internal ones…” Mo Yuyao sighed, “Our facilities here are limited; we can only wait for the hospital staff to arrive quickly.
I’ll give him an anti-inflammatory drip.” After washing her hands, she got a drip ready for Zhang Longhu.
“His condition should be more stable now, but we’ll have to wait for the hospital to have a definite prognosis.
I just hope his internal injuries aren’t too severe; otherwise, even if he recovers, he might still have residual issues,” Mo Yuyao went to sit down, then picked up a towel to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
“Thank you so much,” Song Yun said appreciatively.
“No problem.
But tell me, what exactly happened?
How did he get so badly hurt?” Mo Yuyao asked curiously, her question guided by trust rather than any upset or fear at Song Yun’s rash arrival with a blood-soaked man.
Song Yun hesitated, trying to think of a less gruesome and violent excuse to give Mo Yuyao, when suddenly, the door of the infirmary burst open.
A squad of armed prison guards stormed in, followed by a middle-aged man accompanied by several men in strange uniforms.
“Yu Yao!” The middle-aged man was the Prison Chief, and upon entering, he saw Mo Yuyao’s blood-stained clothes, causing him to be startled—though he might be tough on others, he truly cared for his niece Mo Yuyao.
“Uncle, what are you doing here!” Mo Yuyao exclaimed in surprise.
Seeing that Mo Yuyao seemed unharmed except for her bloodied clothes, the Prison Chief visibly relaxed and said, “You’re unharmed?”
“I’m fine!
Uncle, this man is severely injured!
He must be taken to the hospital quickly; it’s dangerous!” Mo Yuyao didn’t pay attention to the heavily armed group and first brought up Song Yun’s situation to her uncle.
“I know, I understand.” The Prison Chief glanced over at Zhang Longhu lying on the bed and then turned to Song Yun.
“Comrade Song Yun, you have been wronged!” The man from National Security who had given the chief the notice approached Song Yun with a smile and said, “I’m from National Security; you may call me Captain Liu.
I’m here on behalf of the leadership to redress your grievance.
You can trust me without reservation.”
“Captain Liu?” Song Yun looked dubiously at the stranger, not taking him lightly.
“Haha, shall we find a quieter place to talk about the specifics?” Captain Liu glanced around at the people present and suggested with a smile.
“Okay.
Just wait for the doctor to first take my friend away,” Song Yun nodded in agreement.