"Doctor Jiang, can you wake up this patient?" Song Wenjie said.

"Can you wake up, but before you wake him up, I want to know who this person is?" Jiang Fan said.

"He is an undercover prison. He was made like this because of his identity being exposed. If he could be awakened, we would know some secrets in the prison." Song Wenjie said.

"The secret of this prison doesn't seem to have much to do with you, a doctor, right?" Jiang Fan said.

"To be honest, I have a dual identity. One of them is a member of the Dragon Group. I have reported your imprisonment to Team Leader Xu." Song Wenjie took out a small green notebook from his pocket and opened it. It was Jiang Fan who saw Zhao Bingqian's notebook on the train. There was a dragon figure on the book, with a red seal of the Chinese Dragon Group.

Jiang Fan was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that Song Wenjie was a member of the Dragon Group. It seemed that the Dragon Group was everywhere.

"Does the secret in this prison have something to do with Longxing?" Jiang Fan said.

Song Wenjie nodded and said, "It's not certain yet, but there are many people in the prison who were inserted into Longxing'an. There must be some secrets here."

"Then why not just replace the warden?" Jiang Fan said.

"Haha, this is the need for political struggle. This is not something we consider. We only act according to orders." Song Wenjie said.

"You go and prepare a chicken and ask for a black hen." Jiang Fan said.

"What, what do you want to do for a black hen? Do you eat it?" Song Wenjie said in surprise.

"Don't you want to save this person? If you want to save him, do what I said!" Jiang Fan said.

"This is too outrageous. Is it directly related to the black hen?" Song Wenjie didn't say it. He really thought so in his heart, but there was no way, so he could only arrange it.

After a while, he brought a black hen, a red crown, a black feather, and the chicken came to a strange place and clamored in panic.

"Please find a rope about two meters long, and the color should be yellow." Jiang Fan said.

Soon Song Wenjie found a two-meter yellow rope, Jiang Fan tied the rope to the chicken leg, and the other end was tied to the patient's ankle.

"What is this for?" Song Wenjie was confused and had never seen anyone cured such a disease. Tied a black hen to his feet is raising chickens! The chicken raising industry cannot be tied to his feet to raise it!

Jiang Fan ignored Song Wenjie, stretched out his sword and drew a few circles on the patient's head, chanted the spell silently, and then drew a few circles on the black hen's head. What's strange is that the black hen immediately sang a song: "Ha! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!"

I rely on hen laying eggs! Song Wenjie became more and more confused as he looked at the patient and then the black hen, and he could not associate them with treatment.

"Doctor Jiang, what are you doing? I really can't understand. Please hurry up and treat the patient, okay?" Song Wenjie almost begged.

"I have started treatment! You will understand later!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.

"Then, why didn't I see your specific treatment measures?" Song Wenjie didn't know how to say it.

"Treatment of diseases is not about the method, but about the result. Isn't the purpose of taking out the flying knife safely? I'm in progress." Jiang Fan said.

"In progress?" Song Wenjie looked at Jiang Fan in surprise. No matter where he was treating him.

Jiang Fan stretched out his sword point and drew a few circles on the flying knife above the patient's head, silently recited the Maoshan transfer spell, followed by the sword point and slid down the patient's body. A strange thing happened.

As Jiang Fan's hand slid down, the flying knife on the patient's head disappeared, and Jiang Fan's sword finger finally slid onto the black hen's body and stopped.

"Gee! Gee!" The hen cried immediately, something strange happened, and the flying knife slid out of the black hen's butt!

Song Wenjie saw the whole process with his own eyes. He disappeared from the flying knife, and he was worried that the flying knife would enter his head. Finally, when the flying knife came out of the black hen's butt like an egg, he was completely shocked. How could this be possible? It was not reasonable at all, it made no sense!

After seeing the black hen dropping the flying knife, Jiang Fan immediately turned his sword into a palm, placed it above the patient's head, chanted the spell silently, then stretched out his index finger and gently pointed the patient's eyebrows.

"Okay, he will wake up in one minute!" Jiang Fan said.

Song Wenjie looked at the patient on the bed nervously, his heartbeat. Just as he was confused, the patient opened his eyes. The first thing he said when he woke up was: "Where is this?"

"Fang Jianxiong!" Song Wenjie shouted in surprise. He rushed up and held Fang Jianxiong's hand tightly.

"Song Wenjie!" Fang Jianxiong sat up, "I have urgent information to report!"

"Some people are selling drugs in the third prison, and an underground drug production and processing base is also found!" Fang Jianxiong said.

"What, there are people producing drugs in the prison?" Song Wenjie said in shock.

"Where is in the prison?" Song Wenjie asked.

"At the easternmost end of the prison, about ten meters deep, there is an underground passage entrance above it." Fang Jianxiong said.

"How did you get hurt?" Song Wenjie said.

"That day, I discovered an underground drug processing factory, and they accidentally noticed it and chased it out by them. Later, I was surrounded. During the fight, I felt a pain on my head and fainted. Later, I didn't know anything." Fang Jianxiong said.

"Do you know how long you have been in a coma?" Song Wenjie said.

"Do you know who made the flying knife?" Song Wenjie said.

"I don't know, there were too many people at that time, and I didn't know who shot the flying knife." Fang Jianxiong said.

"Do you know how drugs are transported out of prison?" Jiang Fan said.

"The secret investigation revealed that Brother Hu in the prison was responsible for transporting it out and selling it, but I found that there was another person behind him. I have always suspected someone, but I can't be sure." Fang Jianxiong said.

"That person is Yang Batian?" Jiang Fan said.

"How do you know!" Fang Jianxiong looked at Jiang Fan in surprise. Not only was he surprised, but Song Wenjie was also very surprised.

"Actually it's very simple. Since there are processing drugs in the prison, how could the warden not know? Since he knows not to ban him, there is only one possible reason why he is involved in this matter." Jiang Fan analyzed.

"Yang Batian is from Longxing. It seems that Longxingye has participated in this matter. We want to destroy this drug processing factory as soon as possible. We will take action tonight." Jiang Fan said.

"I haven't asked my superiors for this matter yet, so it's not advisable to take action!" Song Wenjie said.

"I will not accept military orders from abroad. When you ask for instructions, the drug processing factory will definitely be transferred!" Jiang Fan said.

Song Wenjie pondered for a moment, "Okay, let's follow you, tonight we three go to explore the underground drug processing factory in the prison, and Fang Jianxiong leads the way." Song Wenjie said.

"OK."

"Does there many people know about what I came to your hospital?" Jiang Fan said.
Chapter completed!