Chapter 85
"Is that so?"

"I've never heard such a saying. For a long time, as long as we can't have a son, it's our women's fault. We women are useless. We are rejected by our parents-in-law and men at home, and gossip outside. It's really hard to be a woman."

Xu Shi was reminded of something sad, and there was a suppressed whimper in the cell.

Although the aunt next to Mu Ning didn't cry, she was also in tears, but her expression was not sadness, but relief and relief.

"Girl, thank you. If I could have met you sooner, I wouldn't have swallowed my anger in front of that dead ghost for so many years. That bastard, who doesn't have the ability to talk about me every day because I didn't have a son, don't let me go to hell." I will meet him again, otherwise I will let him know how powerful I am."

After crying and scolding for a while, and after releasing her emotions, the aunt took the initiative to chat about her three daughters.

"...The three daughters were all married early. The eldest girl married a dealer, the third girl married a groom, and the second girl married a shopkeeper. It's a pity that the three girls haven't given birth to a son yet. , This is the only thing I am worried about, for fear of being implicated by me."

Mu Ning was thoughtful, "Maybe I can help with this matter."

The aunt looked at her incredulously, "Girl, you, are you kidding me?"

"I dare not say that I will definitely have a son, but there is still a [-]% certainty."

Hearing this, all the female prisoners in the cell surrounded Mu Ning.

"Girl, can you help my wife?"

"Help my sister, she gave birth to six daughters in a row, and her in-laws said that if she can't give birth to a son in the next child, she will be divorced!"

The noisy voice quickly attracted the guarding jailers.

"What are you doing, be honest with me, whoever makes a fuss will drag you out to play ten boards!"

The female prisoners were silent for a moment, not daring to speak out.

Mu Ning took out a silver ingot from his body, and stopped the jailer who was about to leave, "Brother, can you make it easier for me, I want to write a letter to my family."

The jailer took the silver ingot, turned it upside down, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Okay, wait."

"Thank you."

After the jailer left, Mu Ning explained in a low voice to the female prisoners in the cell: "Everyone tell me your name and address in a while, and I will write it down on paper first, and I will come to see a doctor one by one after I get out."

The female prisoners were ecstatic.

"Thank you, girl, you are really the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves suffering and suffering! When I go to the underworld, I will definitely tell Lord Yama about your kind deeds, and let him give you a few more years of longevity."

Mu Ning was amused by the other party's words, and the discomfort and boredom in his chest caused by the harsh environment also dissipated a lot.

After a while, the jailer came back and arrogantly threw a piece of paper for recording to Mu Ning.

"Brother, don't you have a pen and ink?"

Facing Shang Mu Ning's puzzled gaze, the jailer reprimanded angrily: "That little money is only enough to buy a piece of paper, do you want a pen and ink..."

He made a gesture of twisting his fingers, which was self-evident.

Mu Ning hadn't spoken yet, but the other female prisoners couldn't help arguing with the jailer.

Mu Ning wanted paper and pens in order to help them. If the jailer made things difficult for Mu Ning, it was tantamount to making things difficult for them and cutting off their only hope.

The jailer was furious, "Shut up for me! If anyone quarrels again, I will let her have no food for three days, believe it or not!"

These words successfully made the female prisoners lose their minds.

In the prison, they ate only two meals a day. In the morning, they had a bowl of porridge so clear that their faces could be seen, and in the evening they had egg-sized thick noodle steamed buns or bean cakes.

They couldn't get enough to eat at first, and they were all pale and emaciated from hunger. If they had to starve for three more days, they might starve to death before the execution.

Mu Ning didn't want to cause more trouble, so he had to take out two more silver ingots, and exchanged them for pens and inks from the jailer.

"Miss Mu, thank you so much. I can only repay your kindness in my next life."

Seeing that Mu Ning had put away the letter paper that recorded her daughter's name and address, the aunt immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times to Mu Ning.

Following the aunt's actions, other female prisoners followed suit.

People who come here will almost never see the sun again, and their children are their only concern.

Mu Ning's move was considered to have fulfilled their wish, even if they were to die immediately, he would be willing.

The jailer who came to take away the pen and inkstone couldn't help but sneer contemptuously when he saw this scene.

"Give me some peace!"

After cursing, the jailer left with a pen and inkstone.

After walking a few steps, the jailer suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, and the inkstone in his hand shattered with a bang, attracting the attention of the entire prison area.

"what happened to him?"

"Look at him twitching and foaming at the mouth, could it be that he's having an epileptic fit?"

Mu Ning was far away, and the light was not good. She couldn't see exactly what happened to the jailer, but from the discussions of other prisoners, she probably guessed that the prisoner was an epileptic.

At this time, the other jailers also noticed the abnormality here and quickly gathered around.

At this moment, the jailer on the ground had already rolled his eyes, foam was everywhere on the ground, and his limbs were twisted weirdly. It looked so terrifying that no one dared to step forward.

"Stand up and beg, why don't you call the doctor!"

The jailer who arrived at some time lost his temper, and the other jailers woke up like a dream.

Mu Ning didn't want to be nosy at first, but as a doctor, she couldn't just watch the patient get sick and ignore it.

It was so late, and the medical center was closed, and when Ting Wei's men came to find the doctor, the jailer probably couldn't be saved.

Sighing secretly, she shouted to the jailer who was circling in a hurry: "I can save him."

In an instant, everyone looked at Mu Ning in unison.

The aunt who talked to Mu Ning before couldn't help reminding in a low voice, "Miss Mu, the doctor will be here in a while, you'd better not meddle in your own business, so as not to cause trouble to your upper body."

Knowing that the aunt was kind, Mu Ning smiled at the other party, "It's okay, I'm sure."

The jailer knew Mu Ning's identity and origin, and immediately asked his subordinates to bring her here.

"Stay apart, don't get too close."

Hearing Mu Ning's words, the jailer immediately yelled, "Did you hear that, stay away from him!"

"Give me a hand and turn him over to lie on his back."

The jailer quickly bent down to help Mu Ning turn the person on the ground over.

At this time, the jailer who was sick was still convulsing, and Mu Ning couldn't control it alone, so he raised his head and shouted to the jailer: "Help him up, don't let him move around."

"okay!"

Without further ado, the jailer squatted down and pressed the sick jailer's shoulder.

Mu Ning supported the jailer's head with one hand, pulled his collar away with the other, and ordered, "Bring something to prop up his head."

The jailer wanted to take off his official uniform, but found that he couldn't move his hands, so he hurriedly ordered one of his subordinates to take off his robe.

 Two more~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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