Be a Poison Milk from Marvel Prison

Chapter 7 I'm So Handsome
"Hey, you're so lucky, the electric chair hasn't broken once in decades, it's your turn and it broke."

The new middle-aged prison guard seemed to be very talkative, and he said a lot to Zhong Shenxiu during the routine rounds in the morning.

Hearing this, Zhong Shenxiu imitated the Europeans and said a few words: "Oh ~ thank God, oh ~ my God"

Only then did the prison guard leave satisfied.

In fact, Zhong Shenxiu had expected that the electric chair would break, and the system said it would give him three more weeks to survive.

At that time, Zhong Shenxiu thought that the electric chair might break when he was executed.

Because the laws in New York are complicated, it is really complicated. When the electric chair of a death row prisoner breaks down, it is not enough to just repair it and continue to execute it.

Instead, it needs to be reported to various judicial agencies before the death penalty can be executed again.

And the time lost in the middle is almost three weeks.
Naturally, he couldn't waste the hard-won three weeks.

First, as planned. He needs to dress up first.

Zhong Shenxiu stood behind the iron mirror on the welded wall, and observed her own appearance for the first time in so many days.

The original body should be a Chinese-American mixed race.

The skin is cold white with some wheat yellow, and there are almost no pores. The black eyebrows are very visible without trimming. In the words of the ancient style, they are proper sword eyebrows.

European-style double eyelids and tall nose bridges are more open and closed than Europeans and Americans, and they have a kind of delicacy unique to Asians.

His pupils are light blue, as clear as the flawless sky, and he can easily control such an extremely handsome hairstyle such as the round crown of his head.

have to say.

I'm so handsome.

Zhong Shenxiu, a straight man of steel, couldn't help sighing in his heart after carefully observing his appearance.

Now the only thing that needs to spoil the scenery is the messy stubble.

As long as it is resolved, Zhong Shenxiu is now at the model level in terms of appearance.

Zhong Shenxiu searched for a while on the sink.

Unsurprisingly, there is no razor. After all, this is a blade, and it must be controlled in prison.

Even the toothbrush is as short as the length of a finger, for fear that the prisoners will use it as a murder weapon.

Really helpless, Zhong Shenxiu could only use the last trick:
Pull it out by hand!
Hair follicles can even be seen at the end of the beards that have been pulled out.

Although it hurts a bit, there is no way, in order to achieve his next plan, he needs to be as handsome as possible.

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Today's free activities are extremely deserted, only two or three prisoners are huddling together to keep warm, and most of them are bandaged and plastered.

The infirmary not far away is exactly the opposite.

It can be said to be overcrowded now, and Dr. Jinsha in a white coat was busy going in and out there, without stopping for almost a moment.

It's normal to say.

Nearly [-]% of the prisoners in the gang war this time were injured, and some of them were even seriously injured and sent to New York University Hospital for emergency treatment—White was among them.

Some minor injuries were left in the prison for local treatment, so the workload of the prison infirmary soared.

There are only two attending physicians in rotation in the whole prison, and the rest are interns.

Most of the interns are beginners, and they have never seen such a big battle, so Dr. Jin Sha, who is on duty today, is extraordinarily busy.

Zhong Shenxiu wanted to enter the infirmary.

Because now it can be said that it is the place with the most injuries in the prison.

Where there are injuries, for Zhong Shenxiu, this represents ability, it means that the overall rating can be improved, and it means that it can complete side tasks.

For example, almost most people in the United States can shoot firearms, if there are prisoners who can box, or unlock, or have some kind of unique skills.

That would be even better, his fighting power would definitely rise gradually.

Not to mention the overall rating.

His plan for himself is:
After entering the infirmary, relying on "Medical Proficiency" as a cover, during the interval of treating the wounded, he secretly used the "Variation Healing Technique" on these prisoners to "draw cards".

And even if none of these abilities came out, Zhong Shenxiu could still complete side missions along with it. With his current recovery speed of mental power, he could still complete side missions [-] and [-] in these twelve days.

That is to use 50 seconds of healing and 100 seconds of healing.

Let alone the 50 points of mental power for 3 seconds, it is mainly the random passive ability for 100 seconds.

If Zhong Shenxiu randomly obtained a passive ability related to combat, then his combat power must have increased greatly.

Zhong Shenxiu touched the neatly "pulled" beard on his cheeks. In fact, it was still difficult to enter the infirmary.

After all, his current identity is just a prisoner, and he doesn't have a doctor's certificate.

If I really told the prison guard directly that I want to go to the infirmary, I would definitely be rejected as a fool.

Go to the warden to apply. He also has to be able to see the warden.

So he had to find another way.

Dr. Jinsha is his goal now.

During the three hours of free time, Zhong Shenxiu found a flat stone from the gravel field. It had a small point at its flattest point, which was quite sharp.

Then he held it in the palm of his hand, and no one could see it.

Until the end of the free time, the prisoners on the square were led by the prison guards to the prison cafeteria.

Go through the electrified wire gate and down a wide corridor to the prison mess.

But at both ends of the corridor, there will be many rooms.

There is a duty room for prison guards, and there is also an infirmary!
When Zhong Shenxiu was about to arrive at the infirmary, without changing his expression, he quietly folded his hands together, and immediately took the flat gravel in his right hand, and pressed the sharpest point on it against the belly of his left thumb.

Through medical proficiency, he is as familiar with the distribution of human arteries as he has a few fingers.

There is a branch of the radial artery in the belly muscle of the thumb.

This artery is not only easy to touch, but also the artery diameter is not too large, and the blood flowing in it is neither too much nor too little.

It would be fatal if it was cut for a while, but under the strong blood pressure in the arterial blood, it would still cause the effect of spurting blood. It can be said that it is quite scary after cutting.

Therefore, Zhong Shenxiu's heart swayed, and he swiped hard with his right hand!
A column of scarlet blood gushed out from his thumb immediately.

He immediately clenched the gravel with his right hand again, hiding it in the palm of his hand.

At the same time, the muscles of the left arm are constantly exerting force, in order to further increase the blood pressure of the radial artery, so that the blood spurting effect will be better.

Then he raised his left hand high, and placed the small blood column that was constantly gushing in the most conspicuous place.

Howling like a slaughtered pig: "Oumaika! My wound is broken again——"

This big movement naturally attracted the attraction of the prisoners and the front and back prison guards.

Seeing this, they stopped in their tracks, and immediately turned their heads to look at Zhong Shenxiu with contemptuous eyes, as if they were saying: What a man he is, and he barks like a bitch.
But Zhong Shenxiu naturally wouldn't talk to them.

He was still howling hard——

Sure enough, after a while, the fish he wanted to catch came upon hearing the sound.

Dr. Jinsha heard the screams, and just walked out of the door of the infirmary, her emerald green eyes were placed on the small fountain of blood in Zhong Shenxiu's hand.

(End of this chapter)