Chapter 730 Su Miao Extra
Now that she's in jail, what can she do?
The female prisoners were very happy to see fear on Su Miao's face. The brutality in their hearts burst out immediately and they made a decision to take action.
There were no knives in the prison. Three people held down Su Miao to control her struggling body, while the others went out to find something useful.
One person brought a kettle of boiling water, and the other found a brick to put under the bed.
Her hand was pressed heavily to the ground. The female prisoner holding the kettle opened the cap and said, "Please make way. I'll use the water to wash her hands first. I just got the boiling water tonight. Don't burn you."
They dragged Su Miao's hand to the squat toilet and aimed it at the hole.
"No..." Tears fell one by one, fear took over her nerves. For a moment, Su Miao thought she was out of touch with reality and fell into a nightmare that she could not escape.
The broken cries were buried in the madness of these people, and boiling water poured down with steam.
Perhaps they were afraid that Su Miao's screams were too harsh and would attract the prison guards, so they blocked her mouth with a towel.
My hands were stinging, my fingers were connected to my heart, and my hands felt like they had peeled off a layer of skin. Su Miao had beautiful hands with very long fingers.
When she was in the hospital, many young nurses praised her, saying that Dr. Su looked her most beautiful when she was holding a scalpel.
It would be a shame if other people's hands were so beautiful that they didn't play the piano, and it would be a shame if Su Miao's hands didn't hold a scalpel, but now these hands have become red and swollen, and the fingers are worn out.
After pouring a pot of boiling water, Su Miao broke out in a cold sweat and her breathing became rapid. She wished she could faint at this moment, but that's how people are. The more they want to faint, the more they can't.
She was still able to keep her eyes open and watched the female prisoner raise a brick and smash it against her little finger.
Su Miao suddenly opened her bloodshot eyes wide, and when she heard the sound of broken bones, the last bit of clarity in her mind was gone.
The little finger bone on my right hand was so painful that it became numb. That part of the little finger was no longer as slender and straight as before, but twisted like a piece of rotten meat.
It hurts a lot. The bone must have been broken directly. However, this is not the end yet. The bone is just broken, not chopped off in the true sense.
They showed ferocious smiles, and the female prisoner holding the brick hit Su Miao's little finger again.
Over and over again... After nine consecutive hits, her little finger was finally smashed to pieces. The bright red blood blurred her eyes. She watched her "little finger" fall into the toilet hole along with the water in the squat toilet and disappear.
Su Miao's whole body was stiff. When a person is under severe stimulation, the soul seems to have left the body, floating in the air and watching himself struggling in pain below. He was like a dead leaf in a storm, which would be torn to pieces in the next second.
Tears flowed uncontrollably, like broken water droplets mixed with cold sweat sliding down the chin and dripping onto the ground.
Su Miao's face was already pale, and now it was even paler than rice paper. Her eyes were half closed and her stomach was aching.
But abdominal pain was nothing compared to the pain in her hand. Su Miao opened her mouth and coughed, her whole body trembling. The smell of blood in her throat became stronger with every tremor. She loosened her teeth, and after a moment, blood flowed down the corners of her mouth, staining half of her face red and also staining her prison uniform.
Looking at the mutilated right hand, figures flashed through my mind.
Su Miao pressed her chest with her uninjured left hand, but she was still in so much pain that she couldn't breathe.
"I'm in so much pain, Dad, Mom..." When people are in pain, the first person they think of is always the person who treats them best. Her parents have been dead for more than ten years, but she still thinks of them.
Su Miao murmured softly, like a big child who had forgotten the way home. In the past, she was cared for by her parents. Whenever she cried out in pain, her parents would come back to comfort her and console her in every possible way, even when she grew up.
"Miao Miao, what do you want to do in the future?"
"I want to be a doctor. My dream is to be a doctor."
"My health and my life are at stake. As I step into the sacred medical school, I solemnly swear:
I volunteer to dedicate myself to medicine, love my country, be loyal to my people, strictly adhere to medical ethics, respect my teachers and observe discipline, study diligently, work tirelessly, strive for excellence, and develop in all aspects. I am determined to do my utmost to eliminate human suffering, promote perfect health, uphold the sanctity and honor of medical skills, save the dying and heal the wounded, endure hardships, and pursue my goals with perseverance. I will fight for the development of my country's medical and health cause and the physical and mental health of mankind for my entire life!
Five years ago, she raised her right hand to take the Hippocratic Oath. Five years later, her right hand was completely destroyed and her little finger rotted in the toilet.
Seeing that her little finger was broken, several female prisoners released her. Su Miao was still lying on the ground like a corpse.
Her eyes were still open, like two empty holes, staring into the squat toilet without blinking.
"Enough of playing, it's late tonight, let's go to bed."
"Give it a couple of days, don't kill him."
These people seemed to be playing a game, and when they were tired, they went straight to bed.
The pain that went from her fingers to her heart could not dispel the hatred in her heart. Tears and blood flowed from the corners of her eyes and covered her face.
Her left hand trembled as she covered the broken finger of her right hand. It was obviously very painful, but she held on tightly, so tightly, as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw.
Song Hansheng, I really hate you so much.
There were so many things she couldn't understand. She couldn't figure out what evil things she had done to deserve such torture.
She thought that the fifteen years she spent with Song Hansheng were the most painful, but it turned out that she was too naive.
She once thought that Song Hansheng was her salvation, but she didn't expect that all her sufferings started with him.
Ever since the Su family went bankrupt, she told herself to be patient, to endure humiliation, pain, sadness, sorrow, and fear.
As a doctor, she knew that life was precious. Even if she hated Song Hansheng so much and stabbed him 29 times, she avoided the vital parts. At most, it only caused him some pain for a while. It looked scary but there was no danger.
Even though she was driven crazy, she never thought of killing him. She just wanted to escape, escape from the confinement of this man.
However, Song Hansheng easily destroyed the life she had always pursued, leaving her future hopeless and dark.
It was too late for her to realize the truth now. The end of her endurance was darkness. Even if she had tasted all the bitterness, there would still be greater bitterness waiting for her.
The little finger that was cut off by a brick was just the beginning. That night, everything she insisted on ended.
The next day, everyone got up except Su Miao, who was still lying on the ground. It seemed that he had not moved all night. His body was stiff with cold, and the blood clots on his clothes had hardened. He didn't notice anything in the dim light at night, but now at dawn he found that the bathroom was full of blood and there was no place to stand. It was scary to see.
"Is he dead?" a female prisoner asked cautiously. Even if they had someone to protect them, if they still beat Su Miao to death, they would be finished.
The leading female prisoner said: "It's just a broken pinky finger, he's not dead. Drag him down and run cold water over him. If he doesn't wake up, call the guards."
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