"Doctor Jiang, do you think this patient can be revived?" Song Wenjie asked.
"I can revive him, but before I revive him, I want to know who this person is?" Jiang Fan said.
"He is an undercover agent in the prison. Because his identity was exposed, he was treated like this. If we can rescue him, we will know some of the secrets in the prison." Song Wenjie said.
"The secret of this prison doesn't seem to have much to do with you as a doctor, right?" Jiang Fan said.
"To be honest, I have dual identities. One of them is a member of the Dragon Team. I reported your imprisonment to Team Leader Xu." Song Wenjie took out a small green book from his pocket and opened it.
Jiang Fan saw Zhao Bingqian's notebook on the train. There was a dragon figure on the notebook and a red Chinese dragon seal.
Jiang Fan was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that Song Wenjie was a member of the Dragon Group. It seemed that the Dragon Group was everywhere.
"Does the secret in this prison have something to do with Longxing?" Jiang Fan said.
Song Wenjie nodded and said: "It's not certain yet, but there are many people in the prison who were put in by Longxing. There must be some secrets here."
"Then why not just change the warden?" Jiang Fan said.
"Haha, this is the need of political struggle. This is not something we consider. We only act according to orders." Song Wenjie said.
"Go and prepare a chicken. I want a black hen," Jiang Fan said.
"What, what do you want the black hen for? Do you want to eat it?" Song Wenjie asked in surprise.
"Don't you want to save this man? If you want to save him, just do what I say!" Jiang Fan said.
"This is too outrageous. Is it directly related to saving people and black hens?" Song Wenjie didn't say it, but he did think so in his heart, but he had no choice but to make arrangements.
After a while, a black hen with a red comb and black feathers was brought in. The chicken cackled in panic after arriving in a strange place.
"Please find a rope about two meters long and yellow in color," Jiang Fan said.
Soon Song Wenjie found a two-meter yellow rope, and Jiang Fan tied the rope to the chicken leg and the other end to the patient's ankle.
"What is this for?" Song Wenjie was confused. He had never seen such a treatment. Tie black hens to their feet. This is chicken farming! It is impossible to raise chickens by tying them to their feet!
Jiang Fan ignored Song Wenjie, stretched out his sword finger and drew a few circles on the patient's head, silently recited the incantation, and then drew a few circles on the head of the black hen. Strangely, the black hen immediately started singing: "Hey!
Cack! Cack-clack! Cack-clack!”
I rely on hens to lay eggs! Song Wenjie became more and more confused as he looked at it. He looked at the patient and then at the black hen, but he could not connect them with the treatment.
"Dr. Jiang, what are you doing? I really don't understand. Can you please hurry up and treat the patient?" Song Wenjie almost begged.
"I have already started treatment! You will understand later!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
"Then, I, why didn't I see your specific treatment measures?" Song Wenjie didn't know how to explain it.
"Treating diseases is not about the method, but about the results. Isn't the purpose of taking out the flying knife safely? I'm working on it," Jiang Fan said.
"In progress?" Song Wenjie looked at Jiang Fan in surprise. No matter what, he could not tell that he was undergoing treatment.
Jiang Fan once again stretched out his sword finger and drew several circles on the flying knife above the patient's head. He silently recited the Maoshan Transfer Mantra. Then his sword finger slid down along the patient's body. Something strange happened.
As Jiang Fan's hand slid back, the flying knife above the patient's head disappeared, and Jiang Fan's sword finger finally slid to the black hen's body and stopped.
"Cock-clack! Cock-clack!" The hen cried immediately, and something weird happened. The flying knife slipped out of the black hen's butt!
Song Wenjie witnessed the whole process with his own eyes. When the flying knife disappeared, he was worried that the flying knife had entered his head. In the end, when the flying knife came out of the black hen's ass like an egg, he was completely shocked.
, how is this possible, it is not common sense at all, it makes no sense!
After Jiang Fan saw the flying knife coming out of the black hen, he immediately turned his sword fingers into palms, placed them above the patient's head, silently recited a spell, then stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped the patient's forehead.
"Okay, he will wake up in a minute!" Jiang Fan said.
Song Wenjie looked nervously at the patient on the bed, his heart beating rapidly. Just when he was confused, the patient opened his eyes. The first thing he said when he woke up was: "What is this place?"
"Fang Jianxiong!" Song Wenjie shouted in surprise. He rushed forward and held Fang Jianxiong's hand tightly.
"Song Wenjie!" Fang Jianxiong sat up, "I have urgent information to report!"
"There are people selling drugs in the third prison, and an underground drug production and processing base was discovered!" Fang Jianxiong said.
"What, there are drug producers in the prison?" Song Wenjie said in shock.
"Where in the prison?" Song Wenjie asked.
"Underground at the eastern end of the prison, about ten meters deep, there is an entrance to the underground passage." Fang Jianxiong said.
"How did you get injured?" Song Wenjie asked.
"That day, after I discovered the underground drug processing factory, I was accidentally noticed by them. They chased me out. Later, I was surrounded. During the fight, I felt a pain in my head and passed out. I didn't know anything after that.
That’s it.” Fang Jianxiong said.
"Do you know how long you have been unconscious?" Song Wenjie asked.
"Do you know who can throw a knife?" Song Wenjie asked.
"I don't know. There were so many people at that time that I didn't even know who shot the flying knife." Fang Jianxiong said.
"Do you know how drugs are transported out of prison?" Jiang Fan said.
"Secret investigation found that Brother Hu in prison was responsible for transportation and sales, but I found that there was another person behind him. I have always suspected a person, but I couldn't be sure." Fang Jianxiong said.
"That person is Yang Batian, right?" Jiang Fan said.
"How do you know!" Fang Jianxiong looked at Jiang Fan in surprise. Not only was he surprised, but Song Wenjie was also very surprised.
"It's actually very simple. Since there are drugs being processed in the prison, how could the prison warden not know about it? Since he knew better than to ban him, there is only one possibility that he was involved in this matter." Jiang Fan analyzed.
"Yang Batian is from Longxing. It seems that Longxingye is involved in this matter. We must destroy this drug processing factory as soon as possible. We will take action tonight." Jiang Fan said.
"I haven't asked my superiors for instructions on this matter, so it's not appropriate to take action!" Song Wenjie said.
"There will be some restrictions on foreign military orders. When you ask for instructions, the drug processing factories will definitely be moved!" Jiang Fan said.
Song Wenjie pondered for a moment, "Okay, it's up to you. The three of us will go explore the prison's underground drug processing factory tonight, with Fang Jianxiong leading the way." Song Wenjie said.
"OK."
"Do many people know about my coming to your hospital?" Jiang Fan asked.