The hysterical laughter echoed in the room, like the wailing of crows, filled with twisted joy and pain.
Tian Tao's movement of picking up the rotten meat suddenly froze. He resentfully watched as Wang Cong crashed past two horrified prison guards and stumbled down the corridor.
"What are you standing there for, call the prison doctor!"
Tian Tao carefully cradled a few pieces of chewed-up meat in his hands, his voice muffled and hissing angrily at the two prison guards.
The two prison guards were momentarily dazed before realizing he wasn't referring to the forensic pathologist Qin Liang, but the medical staff equipped in the prison.
They almost forgot that the Second Prison also had a prison doctor because there were so few occasions they were needed.
The two of them quickly ran off and returned after a long while, a 200-pound prison doctor following behind them.
