The warden who guards the witches

"No other symptoms?"

In the infirmary, Aiden frowned at the prison doctor.

"Yes, there are no other special symptoms, but the body temperature is a little elevated." The prison doctor gestured to the prisoner lying on the bed behind him.

"Don't you still have diarrhea?"

"Diarrhea is what they call themselves. I checked, and everything feels normal. Although they all said they have stomach pain, but when I asked, everyone said the location and interval of the pain were different. This kind of disease cannot be diagnosed at all. Are you sick?" The prison doctor spread his hands.

After hearing this, Aiden understood what the prison doctor meant.

The doctor had some suspicions that the prisoners were pretending to be sick. In fact, it was not uncommon for prisoners to pretend to have headaches or stomachaches and go to the infirmary to do their jobs. Experienced prison doctors also had some discernment in this regard.

As far as symptoms of abdominal pain and diarrhea are concerned, prison doctors see these patients as no different from those who are pretending to be sick.

"But you do have a fever, right?" Aiden frowned slightly.

"Yeah, so I find it strange. Generally speaking, there must be some other symptoms."

"What are the results of the blood test?" Aiden asked.

"I haven't seen anything yet. At least I'm sure it's not a known infectious disease."

"Where are the test results of the canteen food?"

"Nothing has been found. I don't think it's food poisoning..." The prison doctor thought for a moment, "All prison areas eat from the same canteen. There's no reason why only the prisoners in the core area are getting sick collectively."

Aiden thought for a while, then suddenly lowered his voice and asked the prison doctor: "Could it be a drug reaction?"

"Medicine?" The prison doctor was stunned for a moment after hearing this. "It's possible, but we can't test it under the conditions here. And... prisoners shouldn't be able to get that kind of medicine in prison, right?"

"It's impossible to tell..." Aiden immediately remembered the drugs he had found in Room 13.

"Then what should these prisoners do?" The prison doctor asked his superiors for instructions. "I can't think of any plan except for letting them take some antipyretic drugs."

"Let them stay at your place first. After all, they have symptoms. Even if we suspect there is a problem, we can only follow the rules." Aiden shook his head, "I will send a few people over to help you watch."

"Okay."

After explaining the matter to the prison guard, Aiden turned to Frenda and ordered: "Go to the core area and organize a surprise ward round!"

A quarter of an hour later——

Frenda and Veronica returned to Aiden, who was standing at the end of the corridor, and shook their heads.

Meaning, nothing was found.

Aiden was not surprised.

If so many prisoners were sick at the same time due to drug reactions and caused such a big stir, a more cautious person should have hidden the drugs elsewhere in advance, or at least disposed of the remaining drugs in a timely manner to avoid being caught. .

"Didn't we just search once not long ago? Why do we do it again?" A prisoner muttered dissatisfiedly.

This sentence became a flashpoint, and soon complaints broke out among the prisoners.

"That's right, isn't this an abuse of power!?"

"Didn't they find nothing?"

"That's great, Mr. Prison Leader, you are a local emperor here..."

…

The prisoners started shouting. Aiden listened for a few seconds and finally spoke: "Do you think you are living in your own home?"

For a moment, the prison fell silent.

"The prison has the right to search prisoners' rooms. There is no frequency limit in the regulations." Aiden said expressionlessly. "It should be normal that no contraband is found. Are you making fun of me with this? Everyone is confused, right? It's their turn. Did you teach me how to do things?”

"..."

Less than an hour ago, these new prisoners were yelling at Aiden, but now no one insisted on challenging him.

Anyone with a little bit of discernment can see that Aiden is not that tolerant now. Although they usually enjoy provoking the prison boss, there are actually no people who dare to test him repeatedly on the edge of death.

Aiden was also a little anxious. His intuition developed through years of experience told him that someone was causing trouble in his prison.

The person with the greatest suspicion is undoubtedly prisoner 3340, but he has not been able to catch the other party's tail this time.

The duty of prison guards is to maintain order in the prison. This position results in them being passive most of the time when facing prisoners who try to challenge the order.

On the last night, he could only let the feverish patients stay in the infirmary without any results, and then ordered Flanda to strengthen supervision of the core area.

The next day, in the prison's garden workshop, female prisoners were gathered together to repot flowers and remove insects in the greenhouse.

"Is it all your fault that those who got sick yesterday were all your fault?" Vampire Ophelia came to Meliu Jinnu with a flower pot and spoke to her in a low voice.

"Yes." Meiruijinu responded while doing the transplantation work, "I asked them to take some special medicine that can make the body heat up without causing other symptoms."

"It's quite refreshing to see that Aiden can't find anything." Ophelia raised her lips, "But the medicine you worked so hard to get is used for this kind of thing?"

"The infirmary is far away from the core area, and the guards there are relatively weak. It may be a suitable breakthrough." Meirujinu said calmly, "There are some of my people among the patients, so I asked them to take this opportunity to find out more about this prison. part structure.”

"By the way, how did you get the thing in?" Ophelia asked.

"The prison guard at the entrance of the greenhouse, her name is Megan, she is a guy who knows how to make money. In addition to the workshop, she is also responsible for checking the materials sent in from outside. If you give her money, she will turn a blind eye to the things sent to me."

"Bribing the prison guard? It's really an uncreative way."

"It works anyway, look here." Mirujinu carefully pulled out the flower branches in the flowerpot together with the soil, and let Ophelia see the bottom of the flowerpot.

Ophelia took a closer look and saw paper bags of different sizes.

There is no doubt that the medicines brought in by Mirujinu are contained here. After a lesson, she hid this thing in the greenhouse.

"Is the thing I want also in it?" Ophelia asked the question she was most concerned about, Mirujinu once promised to give her a magic potion that could restore her strength.

"Not here, somewhere else, don't look at me like that... I'm not kidding you, I will give it to you when the time is right."

"How long will it take you to prepare?" Ophelia became a little impatient.

"Don't worry, we don't have enough medicines on hand now." Mirujinu said in a deep voice, "When my next batch of medicine comes in, I will spread all of them. If we want to succeed, we have to train more prisoners who are willing to cooperate with us..."

"What do you want to do?"

"I heard that about ten years ago, the warden of this prison seemed to have died in a prisoner riot." Mirujinu said something with a hint of meaning.

"You don't want to..." Ophelia opened her eyes slightly.

"It's time to do it again." Mirujinu said, stretching out his hand and flicking an ant off the flower leaf.