Chapter 2905

When Gustavo used the lingering prestige of a drug lord to trade for the bed next to Ye Chen and was eager to get close to him, the phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed.

He hurriedly took out the phone and looked down, only to find that the caller was actually Warden Bruce Weinstein.

Gustavo was somewhat surprised.

His first thought was: "Damn it, does a piece of shit like Bruce Weinstein even dare to call me directly? Does he really think he's somebody?"

He didn't know when it started, but Gustavo had already developed a clear aversion to answering phone calls.

He increasingly disliked the feeling of answering calls, always feeling that calls from others would lead to an unpleasant experience; he preferred his subordinates to report to him respectfully in person, or send him text messages in a very respectful tone.

Of course, when it came to giving orders, he still preferred to make phone calls because he liked the pleasure of direct output.

Those around Gustavo knew he didn't like answering calls, so under normal circumstances, they would send a message first if they had something to say, and they had to start with "Mr. Sanchez." He hadn't encountered a situation like Bruce Weinstein calling him directly for several years.

If it were before today, Gustavo would have hung up immediately upon receiving his call, but the incident where he was almost killed by Joseph today made him feel a bit wary of his surroundings and fearful of the unknown, so after thinking it over, he pressed the answer button.

However, Gustavo's tone was clearly displeased as he questioned: "Bruce, I should have told you not to call me usually. Is there anything you can't send a message about first?"

Bruce Weinstein said painfully: "Mr. Sanchez, may I ask if that Mr. Ye is by your side today? I have urgent matters and need to ask him for help!"

"Mr. Ye?" Gustavo asked in surprise: "What are you looking for Mr. Ye for?"

Ye Chen, on the next bed, heard this, sat up from the bed, and said to Gustavo: "Come, give me the phone."

Gustavo respectfully handed the phone to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen took the phone and asked with a smile: "Mr. Warden, looking for me for something?"

Bruce Weinstein asked anxiously: "Mr. Ye, that thing you said today about a man being too hard and it being even more terrifying, have you encountered it before?"

Ye Chen knew he must be in agonizing pain right now, but said unhurriedly: "Of course I have, but didn't you not believe it? Why are you concerned about this matter again?"

"I believe, I believe!" Bruce Weinstein said hurriedly: "Mr. Ye... today... today during the day I was indeed a bit too self-righteous... I even thought what you told me was alarmist... wait until the matter really happened to me... I realized how ignorant I was..."

As he spoke, he begged with tears in his eyes: "Mr. Ye, please save me no matter what. If you don't save me, I might really be finished!"

Ye Chen asked with feigned surprise: "What exactly happened? Tell me slowly."

Bruce Weinstein sobbed and said: "To tell you the truth, Mr. Ye, Mr. Sanchez arranged two beauties for me tonight, but I don't know if I was too excited or if something went wrong with my body, that place suddenly swelled up unbearably, just like swallowing ten thousand Viagra pills, damn it. Now the situation is getting more and more serious. The doctors at Manhattan Hospital say the tissue is already necrotic and can only be amputated. I don't know if you have a way to save me..."

Ye Chen smiled; it seemed things were developing in the direction he had planned. Immediately, he said: "Well... I can save you, but it requires acupuncture for treatment. I am in prison now, and my heart is willing but my strength is insufficient."

Bruce Weinstein hurriedly said: "That doesn't matter. As long as you have a way to save me, I will go back to prison now! I can accept your treatment in prison..."

Ye Chen gave a hum and said: "It's just that this kind of treatment is more troublesome, takes a longer time, and requires you to be naked. More importantly, the treatment process will definitely be accompanied by a certain amount of pain, and you will definitely not be able to help but scream. Aren't you afraid of being found out by others in the prison?"

Bruce Weinstein hurriedly said: "That's simple. I will let my most trusted subordinate take you out of the cell and then quietly bring you to my office. I will wait for you in the office! The soundproofing and sealing there are very good, and it can definitely be kept secret!"

Because his own situation was too shameful to speak of, Bruce Weinstein's subconscious desire was to keep this secret as much as possible.

He could have originally asked someone to clear out a room elsewhere in the prison for Ye Chen to treat him, but after thinking it over, nowhere was absolutely safe. After all, this was a prison, and many places had dead-angle-free monitoring and 24-hour patrols. If someone discovered his situation and spread it as gossip, his future would still be ruined.

And in the entire prison, he felt the safest place was his office.

After all, there was a highly confidential secret passage behind his office. In order to ensure the safety of this secret passage, the Rothschild family not only perfectly hid this secret passage behind the bookcase in his office but also upgraded and renovated his office with a high degree of privacy.

Being in his own office, even with the most professional detection equipment, one could not discover the secret passage hidden in the dark, and it was even more impossible for the human eye to see any clues.

Asking Ye Chen to come to the office to treat him could achieve absolute secrecy without worrying about Ye Chen discovering the secret passage, killing two birds with one stone.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Ye Chen said readily: "Since that's the case, I have no other problems. After the Warden returns, I can help you with the treatment."

Bruce Weinstein was immediately excited and said: "Okay, Mr. Ye. You saved me this time, and I will definitely do my best to repay your kindness!"

As he spoke, he said impatiently: "Mr. Ye, then I will rush back to the prison now. See you later!"

Ye Chen gave a hum: "Okay, see you later."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Chen handed the phone to Gustavo. Gustavo asked with a curious face: "Mr. Ye, what did that little brat Bruce look for you for?"

Ye Chen smiled: "He has some problems with his body and wants to ask me to treat him."

Gustavo asked in surprise: "What problem? Could it be that it's really too hard?"

Ye Chen smiled: "He said it's like eating ten thousand Viagra pills."

"Holy shit!" Gustavo said with a smile: "Then Mr. Ye must take a photo later to open my eyes..."

Ye Chen asked curiously: "So you like this kind of thing?"

As he spoke, he said to Dean not far away: "Dean, Mr. Sanchez has the same hobby as you. From now on, you will serve him well every day. If you dare to be the slightest bit slack, I will cripple you and make you a bottom for the rest of your life."

Dean was so scared he almost rolled off the bed. Whether it was asking him to serve Gustavo or asking him to be a bottom in the future, it was an unacceptable torture for him.

Gustavo was also so panicked that his asshole tightened. He hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, Mr. Ye, I didn't mean that. I am a standard heterosexual. I only love women in my life. Just pretend I didn't say what I just said..."