"Lone Wolf, how do you feel? Is it still painful?" The head of the medical team took a flashlight and shone it into Lone Wolf's eyes.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Lone Wolf sat on the edge of the bed, not trembling, and seemed unusually silent.
The head of the medical team took back the flashlight and quickly wrote something in the notebook.
The butcher came late after sending Jiang Yiyi away.
"How about it?"
"Looks fine..."
The head of the medical team stopped writing and looked at Lone Wolf: "Now let's talk about Jiang Yiyi..." He paused: "You still remember him, right?"
"Doctor?" Lone Wolf shook his head, lowered his head, and locked his eyes on his hands. He didn't look at anyone else, and said in a very low voice: "Very powerful..."
The head of the medical team frowned. This stress reaction was not excessive - especially when the other party had been trembling for several days because of this, but he always felt a little uncomfortable.
Lone Wolf's improvement was too abrupt.
"anything else?"
"very scary… "
"anything else?"
"Don't... don't mess with him."
The head of the medical team frowned, and the butcher took over the conversation: "Do you want to see Jiang Yiyi?"
"No." Lone Wolf shook his head.
"You were at the window..."
The Lone Wolf hugged his knees, lowered his head, stared at his hands, and remained silent.
"How do you feel after seeing Jiang Yiyi?"
Lone Wolf's Adam's apple moved, but he didn't answer his question: "When can I go back to my room?"
“I don’t want to be here.”
The head of the medical team and the butcher looked at each other.
"Observe for a few more days. Once you are sure there is no problem, you will be allowed to return to your room."
The lone wolf maintained this posture and fell into silence.
Outside the medical room.
"His action shows that he lacks a sense of security and is quite defensive..."
The butcher interrupted the head of the medical team: "What's wrong with him?"
"I'm a doctor in the general medicine department. If you want to know the answer, you might as well ask that doctor." The head of the medical team said unhappily, "I reminded you not to let Lone Wolf and Jiang Yiyi meet."
"I didn't expect that Lone Wolf would open the curtains and see Jiang Yiyi."
The head of the medical team glanced at him and said, "Don't you think it's a coincidence?"
The butcher rubbed his brows and said, "It's a coincidence, but Jiang Yiyi can't manipulate this coincidence."
"That guy..." The head of the medical team muttered, "There really is no flaw at all."
The butcher frowned: "Are you so sure that this matter is related to Jiang Yiyi?"
"If it doesn't matter, I'd be more surprised. Don't be silly. You know what kind of person Jiang Yiyi is better than I do. He can't just do nothing."
"But what did he do? What could he do?" the butcher asked.
The corridor was silent for a few seconds, and the head of the medical team mentioned something unrelated: "The madman's condition has improved a lot..." He said meaningfully: "At present, it seems that he can have simple communication, and his violent behavior has decreased. It's almost like... he has been cured."
Butcher: "It looks like we will have some time off from now on."
"Easy?" The head of the medical team repeated the word in a strange tone, and looked at the butcher: "Does the Star Warden think that you are stupid and have a unique way of thinking, so he keeps you?"
Speaking of the Star Prison Warden, the Butcher's expression subconsciously became serious: "As a smart person, why don't you tell me your opinion?"
"You'd better keep a close eye on the madman and the lone wolf..." The head of the medical team glanced at the lone wolf in the medical room from the window. He was sitting on the bed with his knees hugged, curled into a small shadow, and motionless. He had been staring at his hands since they left.
"Jiang Yiyi specially met with them before leaving. He definitely wouldn't have done nothing."
The butcher followed his gaze and paused at the lone wolf. The lone wolf now looked like he was frightened - but at least it was much better than before when the pain had stopped but he could still feel the pain and couldn't even stop shaking.
His emotions told him that the medical team leader was right, and his reason told him that Jiang Yiyi had no chance to do anything to them.
The intersection of these two completely opposite perceptions made the butcher's expression extremely complicated for a moment.
The head of the medical team shook his head. His doubts were genuine - what did the Star Warden see in the Butcher that made him be placed in a second-level management position
Stupid? Stubborn? Or just too kind
Fortunately, it was on the second floor, and most of the prisoners there were harmless. Even though the butcher had so many flaws, he didn't make any major mistakes.
But at the same time, when encountering a prisoner as dangerous as Jiang Yiyi, the butcher's shortcomings will naturally be magnified infinitely, providing the other party with many opportunities to take advantage.
"Butcher..." The head of the medical team patted him on the shoulder and said, "In any case, keep a close eye on them."
"Keep an eye on them?" the butcher repeated.
"Even if a hair or a toenail is missing, we need to keep an eye on it." The head of the medical team glanced at the butcher and said, "It's just a matter of sending more people. Do you still need to hesitate?"
"No, I'm not hesitating." The butcher pondered and said, "I just can't figure out what kind of result Jiang Yiyi wants."
The head of the medical team paused for a few seconds, showing obvious surprise: "Have you forgotten the rules? Rule 1 of the Manager's Manual: Do not explore the prisoners' thoughts."
The administrator's manual is the iron rule issued by the warden of the Star Prison, and all prison guards must follow it. It is the foundation for the operation of the Hanbang Star Prison.
The butcher came back to his senses from his trance and subconsciously explained: "I just want to use this to confirm what will happen next."
"Your recent behavior is indeed a little abnormal. I will apply for a re-examination of you." The head of the medical team did not accept his explanation: "Including your mental state."
"Mental state?" The butcher repeated the word emphasized by the medical team leader, and then responded: "What do you think of Jiang Yiyi..."
He stopped talking, his expression becoming more and more tangled: "Impossible, all my contacts with Jiang Yiyi were under surveillance..."
"That Meng Jian..." The head of the medical team suddenly mentioned another person: "Why did he suddenly disappear?"
"He..." The butcher paused for two seconds.
"He's from the Starfleet Army." The head of the medical team didn't know about the deal between the butcher and the other party, let alone the meeting that only a few people knew about. However, he still came up with an accurate answer based on the known information: "Did he meet Jiang Yiyi alone?"
The head of the medical team glanced at the butcher and said firmly, "So, he disappeared."
"This is the normal resignation process..." The butcher tried to refute something feebly: "He is not dead..."
"No one said he was dead." It was a miracle that this stupid butcher, who even made people suspect he had no brains, could stay on the second floor safely until now. Even though the head of the medical team was very aware of his stupidity, he still couldn't help but have this thought.
"After the private meeting, he disappeared completely. Have you ever wondered why?"
"He completed the mission and his identity was exposed, so naturally he had to..." The butcher paused here.
Jiang Yiyi's name emerged in his mind, with an overwhelming force that wiped out all the soft and gentle guesses, leaving behind an abyss that could not be pried into.
Seeing that he finally understood, the head of the medical team was too lazy to make any more expressions: "Jiang Yiyi is a doctor - a doctor who is better at psychology than surgery."
The butcher's expression was serious: "You mean, what happened to Meng Jian?"
"What strange thing happened to him? It would be even stranger if nothing happened when he met Jiang Yiyi alone, right?"
The head of the medical team brought the topic back to the topic: "I mentioned him not to prove what happened in that private meeting that no one knew about, but to tell you..."
"Even through the door, he can..." The head of the medical team looked at the butcher: "Control, cut, and reassemble."
The fat on the butcher's face trembled, and he finally came to an extremely clear understanding: "He can't stay on the third floor, he has to go lower."
"Congratulations, you finally figured this out." The head of the medical team patted him on the shoulder and said, "Of course he will go deeper. His goal is to be in the deepest part of the Star Prison."
"You don't think that he came to the Star Prison just to do these things on the second floor, do you?"
"I'm not that stupid."
"Then I'm relieved." The head of the medical team withdrew his hand and his tone became cold: "You handle the rest of the matter. As for your matter... the higher-ups will handle it."