Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

"Beautiful Police Officer Anlin, I have a mature little idea. Would you like to listen to it?" The prison doctor, who had just had a few days of free time, looked at Disi, the former commander of the Third District and now a death row prisoner, who was lying on his bed again.

"Is it possible..." Under Hua Xia's indifferent gaze, Wilder put on a smile and said, "Apply for a salary increase?"

In the past, the prisoners in Monaghan Prison could recover from minor illnesses and calamities on their own, and did not need medical treatment for serious illnesses and calamities. There was very little need for him, and he was well off with his salary except that he could not get married.

Now, he had his first patient, Di Si, and his second patient, himself. Wilder couldn't help but think of the last time this woman slapped him on the back...

Obviously, it's hard to beat.

The people of Monaghan adhere to the principle of 'ten times the salary, one time the work', and the recent workload has far exceeded expectations!

When I came here just now, I saw two seriously ill patients being carried to the next room. There were two of them!

Compared with the two men on the stretcher and the man in front of him who was only slightly injured, the latter's injuries seemed insignificant.

"Beautiful Officer Anlin, what do you think?"

Wilder was absent-minded, Hua Xia 'admired' his work attitude: "It depends on your performance."

Wilder swallowed his words, "Dis is in good health and doesn't need much treatment," and changed his words, "Beautiful Miss Anlin, Mr. Dis's injury is a bit serious. The prescription required is complicated and the medicine is hard to find, but I will do my best!"

250A pause: [......] I got it, I got it!

[Host, my job is also extremely difficult. Although my ability is not enough, I will try my best! ]

Hana: "......gun."

250: [Okay! 】

Wilder used his cunning and endless bragging skills to "wake" Disi up.

Disi subconsciously squinted his eyes as he listened to the noisy sound beside his ears. The wrinkles between his brows showed that he was not happy, and his fingers curled up and pinched the bones, making a crackling sound.

Wilder subconsciously stopped talking and looked over. Seeing the cruel gaze, he swallowed his saliva subconsciously: "......"

What? What? He saved someone, but he still wanted to kill him?

The next second, when Disi's gaze shifted an inch and saw another person in the room, the hostility around him dissipated completely in an instant, as if the glance at him was just his illusion. The next second, Disi turned his gaze to him, indicating that this was not his illusion.

Wilder's mouth twitched. This guy...why is he still so hypocritical? !

Disi only took a quick glance, and all his memories before he fell into a coma came back to him. He then hastily turned his eyes away and lay on his side without looking. After a while, his usual cold voice came: "You haven't left yet..."

Wilder was puzzled: "Where are you going?"

Then, he slowly realized that the person was not asking him...

Hua Xia walked closer and glanced at Di Si: "Do you think I'm gone?"

Disi said nothing and leaned further to the side.

The memory of everything that happened became clearer and clearer. Except for the first day in the solitary confinement room, she never showed up again in the following days. Disi himself said words to persuade people to leave, turned his head and felt depressed. Before leaving the solitary confinement room, he hugged her and said that he was just angry so he didn't come, not that he was leaving.

However, when they entered the cafeteria and the news of her departure was confirmed by everyone, Disi's heart froze into ice. When he heard those filthy and unscrupulous teasing, his body acted before his will.

For a strange woman, or someone who approached him with a purpose.

Disi hated these things the most in his life, but there seemed to be an exception.

Knowing clearly that he would be doomed if he handed over the secret, he built a high wall of defense against everyone except for her.

"I advised you to leave..." Disi said in a dull voice, speaking against his will.

The person is dead but his mouth is still hard, and he is probably talking about Disi.

Hua Xia sat casually beside the bed: "Okay."

Disi choked and immediately looked over, meeting a pair of eyes as beautiful as the sea of ​​stars. After seeing the smile in them, he reacted and was blown away. He pursed his lips tightly and finally squeezed out a sentence: "This is your freedom."

no......

Wilder was speechless. Why are you two here talking about love? What about his salary? Is it going to increase?

"Beautiful Ms. Anlin..." Wilder smiled flatteringly.

Hua Xia waved her hand and said, "Go find Richie. He will take care of this."

Just a casual mention, the pie in the sky suddenly fell, Wilder was stunned for a moment and was extremely surprised, and sang praises to Hua Xia: "Beautiful Ms. Anlin, you must be the best boss, angel!"

Hua Xia enjoyed it very much.

Wilder happily went out and prescribed expensive medicinal herbs for Disi in the office. Then he took out the application form for salary increase and filled it out. God knows how long this form has been in his drawer!

The medical room was simple, and intermittent groans could be heard from the next room from time to time. Wilder could not hear anything at all, and was only thinking about the good news of the salary increase. When he went out, he met a prison guard who stopped him and said, "Oh, Wilder, why don't you save Jerry and the others?"

"what?"

The prison guard pointed to the door of the room where the groaning sound came from and said, "Inside, inside."

After finally dealing with the two men, Wilder went to the office of Warden Richie with his application for a salary increase.

The short man was sitting among a pile of documents, searching for something. He looked up when he heard a knock on the door. "Wilder, what are you doing here?"

Wilder placed the application form on a pile of gray-yellow file bags and turned to face Richie: "Mr. Warden, please sign your name here."

Richie took off the cap of the pen and wrote his name fluently at the signature. He suddenly paused at the last stroke: "......"

He looked up and saw the application clearly: "Salary increase???"

"Wilder, am I too old? I don't remember ever receiving or approving your request for a raise."

Wilder said seriously, "Ms. Anlin approved it."

Richie said "oh" and the last stroke was completed. Wilder's mouth was almost curled up and he pulled out the salary increase application: "Mr. Warden, the way you sign is very charming."

Richie watched him leave, then continued to look for documents. After a moment, he suddenly raised his head. Eh, no? Who told him that Anlin had the power to raise the wages of prison employees? !

And why did he sign it?!

When Heber walked into the warden's office, he saw Richie with a conflicted look on his face. In the entire prison, Richie, who always had a smile on his face, was the person he could hardly understand the most. Now there was Anlin.

Heber had not been working at Monaghan Prison for long. When he arrived, Richie had already been the warden of Monaghan Prison for twenty years. The short man did not look qualified for the position, but Richie had sat upright for such a long time. He was definitely not someone who was to be messed with.

"Heber, what's the matter?" Richie looked up when he heard the noise. What was going on today? Why were so many people looking for him?

"Mr. Warden, I would like to ask how long Anlin will stay in the East District?"

He didn't believe that An Lin would stay forever, so he just had to wait. However, after something strange happened, he couldn't wait any longer.

Richie raised his head and restrained his expression for a moment. It looked particularly strange because his expression changed so quickly. He said meaningfully: "Of course, when she completes her goal."