Chapter 20: She actually dared to threaten me!

Other female prisoners who were awake, upon hearing Lin Jiaojiao say the child had a fever, became anxious and started banging on the cell door with their chains. Others were shouting for the Jailer. Lin Jiaojiao felt grateful, but now that the child had a high fever, she had no time to thank the female prisoners who were helping one by one.

"Damn it, who's making noise!" The Jailer rubbed his sleepy eyes, cursing and banging on the cell door with a stick, attempting to make the female prisoners quiet down.

"The child has a fever!" a female prisoner shouted, as anxious as if the child were her own. "Hurry and call a doctor!"

But the Jailer didn't care who had a fever or not. This prison was infested with rats and insects, and it wasn't strange for someone to get sick because of it.

He reached his stick through the cell door pillar and struck the female prisoner who was shouting. "If you disturb my sleep again, the next one to have a fever will be you!"

The female prisoner cried out in pain, but she didn't quiet down, still insisting that the Jailer report it to his superiors and have someone send some fever-reducing medicine to help the child break the fever.

Guo Shi was pacing back and forth in the cell, anxious. "What should we do!"

Lin Jiaojiao was the quietest one in the cell. She called out to the bewildered Guo Shi, told her to hold the child well, then rolled up her sleeves and started massaging the child directly.

The other female prisoners didn't understand what she was doing, and some still wanted to seek help from the Jailer, and some even knelt down.

The Jailer couldn't get any sleep and was so angry that he went to strike the female prisoners one by one. "You were all fierce and evil outside, but now you're pretending to be kind and good people!"

The women's prison was full of cries of pain. Suddenly, Mo Siniang in the cell next to Lin Jiaojiao burst into a fit of wild laughter. I don't know where she found a rope twisted from straw, but she threw it directly onto the beam and hanged herself!

The Jailer saw someone hanging herself and became anxious. It was fine if someone got sick in the prison, but if a life was lost while he was on duty, it wouldn't be easy to explain!

He hurriedly shouted, "Come quickly! Come quickly! A female prisoner is hanging herself! Hurry and pull her down!"

In an instant, several prison guards ran over, took the keys to open the lock on Mo Siniang's cell door, and scrambled to move the woman who was hanging herself.

The person was saved, and the prison guard checked her breath; she only had air going in and none coming out. Seeing this, the Jailer hurriedly ran out to report the situation to his superiors.

By the time Song Shijie brought people in, Mo Siniang rolled her eyes and came back to life!

She continued to laugh wildly, "Hahahaha, you don't care about the living, but you're afraid of the dead, hahahaha!"

Zhu Geer's body was hot at this time, and Lin Jiaojiao felt that his breath was hot. Added to the commotion in the women's prison, he cried again, but compared to the loud crying of the day before, this time the crying sound was significantly much smaller!

Lin Jiaojiao was still massaging Zhu Geer, rubbing his back for a while, then rubbing his spine.

As soon as she saw Song Shijie, she said unceremoniously, "The child has a high fever, the temperature is estimated to be over 39 degrees. It should be a bacterial infection. The environment here is too poor, and the child hasn't reached full term, so it's very easy to be infected by viruses. We need to change to a better environment. Let me take him out first; I need to reduce his fever and treat his illness."

Song Shijie didn't understand the string of words she said earlier, but upon hearing the end, he understood that Lin Jiaojiao wanted to leave the prison. This request was truly shameless!

Song Shijie snorted coldly. "Do you think the Dali Temple is some place where you can come and go as you please!"

Lin Jiaojiao didn't argue with him, but turned her head and stared at him directly. "If something happens to the child, I will make you pay with your life."

Oh my! She actually dared to threaten him! It was the first time a dignified Dali Temple Junior Minister had been threatened by a female prisoner!

Song Shijie looked at her haughtily. "I'd like to see how you, a prisoner, can make me pay with my life."

Lin Jiaojiao's eyes burst with full anger as she looked at him. Song Shijie narrowed his eyes slightly. He had been in charge of the Dali Temple for several years; what kind of prisoner hadn't he seen? How could he be scared by a small female prisoner?

Lin Jiaojiao stopped looking at him, but her hands didn't stop massaging Pei Tiezhu!

The major she studied covered a wide range; she had learned everything from pediatrics, gynecology, to traditional Chinese medicine!

So she knew that pediatric massage could help reduce fever, but if she didn't change the child to a cleaner environment, Pei Tiezhu would be repeatedly infected and get sick!

Thinking of this, Lin Jiaojiao felt a wave of regret in her heart, and her eyes were covered with a mist of tears. She had been too careless. She only knew that Pei Aosong wouldn't protect the child, but she hadn't considered that the prison environment would cause Pei Tiezhu to get sick.

Lin Jiaojiao looked at Pei Tiezhu, whose little face was flushed with fever, and finally hardened her heart, reaching out to pinch the tip of the child's ear.

Immediately after, Zhu Geer cried out with a "Waa!", and the crying sound became louder and louder.

"The baby is sweating, the baby is sweating!" Guo Shi said happily. "Now he can break the fever."

Suddenly, everyone staring at this cell, whether female prisoners or prison guards, felt a little relieved in their hearts.

Although the child looked like a Yaksha, he was an infant after all. His loud crying stirred a touch of tenderness in the hearts of the female prisoners.

The child's crying was comforted by the wet nurse, and he slowly stopped crying.

Lin Jiaojiao finally stopped the movements of her hands. She touched Pei Tiezhu's back and neck, and after confirming that there was a dense layer of sweat beads there, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Shijie couldn't help but be shocked: without taking medicine, just by scratching the child a few times, he could sweat and break the fever in such a short time?

Could she really be a miracle doctor?

Just at this moment, Lu Zhenting's voice suddenly came from behind Song Shijie. "Not bad, not bad, I told you there was a miracle doctor here."

He turned his head sharply, only then realizing that Lu Zhenting was standing behind him. When did this guy follow him in!

He hadn't even noticed it at all. It had been two years, and his skills had truly improved!

And he even knew everything that had happened.

"Just as the miracle doctor said, this place is smelly and is truly unfavorable for an infant. Shijie, take them out of the prison first and find a cleaner residence in the Dali Temple to settle them. They are just women with no power to truss a chicken. Anyway, they are in the Dali Temple, guarded by heavy troops; it's impossible for them to escape from here." Before Song Shijie could speak, Lu Zhenting had already made the arrangements for him.

"Master Song?" the Jailer asked tentatively. "Should we follow General Lu's suggestion first?"

He really didn't want a prisoner to die while he was on duty, otherwise there would be a pile of things to report level by level, and he would be fined several months' salary.

Song Shijie said unpleasantly, "Is he your master or am I your master?"

The Jailer didn't dare to say anything more, but Song Shijie still ordered people to open the cell, let the prison guards escort Lin Jiaojiao, Guo Shi, and Pei Tiezhu away from here, and vacate the room where he usually slept to let them stay temporarily.

As soon as she entered the residence, Lin Jiaojiao acted bossy, telling Song Shijie to bring her pen, ink, paper, and inkstone so she could write a prescription.

Seeing Song Shijie hesitate, Lu Zhenting took the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone himself and handed them respectfully to Lin Jiaojiao.

Lin Jiaojiao wrote the prescription on the paper while saying, "The child is still too young to take medicine, but he can have a medicinal bath. You send someone to get the medicine, then boil it to make water. Wet nurse, you use the medicinal soup to give Tiezhu a good bath, then let him sweat, and I estimate this fever will be completely cured."

Song Shijie didn't want to move. He looked at the written prescription again and again, afraid that there was some spy information left out on it.

But Lu Zhenting was impatient. Before Song Shijie finished reading, he took the prescription, put it into his sleeve, and bowed with both hands. "I'll go do it right away."

"You...!" Song Shijie was helpless and could only order people to keep an eye on Lin Jiaojiao, while he followed Lu Zhenting, afraid that he would cause more trouble.

Finally, Lin Jiaojiao shouted at their backs, "We haven't eaten breakfast yet!" ===== CHAPTER 21 =====