Chapter 137 Delivering Meals (10)

Xiangsi gave up talking, walked to the dining table and sat down again, the yamen servant hummed twice and walked in again, Dr. Ming took out a bank note from his sleeve with a sullen face and patted it in front of Xiangsi, "Xiangsi, go to the street to buy some steamed stuffed buns for you to buy. They ate, Xiaozhen, cook a few more pots of rice tomorrow! Get rid of the scum early!"

I don't know whether it is a prisoner or a government servant.

"Yes." Xiangsi and Xiaozhen responded at the same time, and the two yamen servants over there were at ease, and walked out laughingly as soon as they released the bad water. Doctor Ming's face turned blue, and Zhao Jing put her head close to Xiangsi He said angrily, "These officials are worse than scum..."

No matter how scumbags are, they can't do anything, people don't fight with officials, servants don't fight with the master... There will always be a distinction between superior and inferior in this world.

Xiangsi bought a bunch of freshly baked steamed buns from outside and returned to the pharmacy, Zhao Jing quickly took the steamed buns bag and walked back to the back room with her.

The innermost room was originally used to store groceries, but now all the groceries have been moved outside. As soon as I entered, I saw more than a dozen large iron cages, which were enough to support this small groceries room. He was on duty in a room outside, chatting and laughing happily.

These people are locked in a big iron prison like animals. The prison uniforms on their bodies are clean and should be changed temporarily. Xiangsi and Zhao Jing each grabbed some steamed buns and stuffed five or six into a cage. He grabbed the steamed buns and put them in his mouth, no different from a beast, the iron chains were made to rattle, and each wrist was covered with blood marks from the shackles.

Zhao Jing shook her head and sighed while stuffing the steamed bun, "Hey, if I end up in this situation one day, I might as well die."

Several prisoners stopped eating at the same time when they heard the words, Xiangsi frowned and reprimanded, "Zhao Jing, please be quiet."

Zhao Jing nuzzled her mouth and stopped talking, Xiangsi suddenly found that the blood on the back of one of the prisoners was printed on the prison uniform, showing the depth of the wound, "Zhao Jing, go and bring in the hemostatic powder and the cloth towel."

"Okay." Zhao Jing walked out without objection.

Xiangsi continued to stuff the prisoners with steamed buns, suddenly there was a thorn on her back, as if someone was staring at her, and when she turned around, she was the only one in the room except the prisoners in the big iron cage...

(End of this chapter)

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