Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 375: Laundry Room_1

Chapter 375: Chapter 375: Laundry Room_1

Yang Meifeng thought that the female instructor had been ordered by Ding Se to release her, and she kept knocking on the railings, shrieking and shouting.

Zhang Hongyan didn’t dare to interfere, but Cuihua seemed possessed, rushing forward to grab Yang Meifeng’s hair and smashing her head against the railings.

Fortunately, Yang Meifeng had a good sense of self-protection. She hugged her head with both arms, and although her hands throbbed from the impact, luckily her head was unharmed.

"Stop it!"

The female instructor frowned and tapped her baton on the railings twice.

Cuihua then reluctantly let go and retreated to the corner.

She knew that being seen by the instructor while hitting another inmate meant she was definitely going to be put in the solitary cell.

But having given Yang Meifeng, that telecommunication fraudster, a good lesson today, it was worth it even if she ended up in solitary!

"Wuu wuu..."

Seeing the instructor intervene, Yang Meifeng’s tears flowed with excitement.

With a couple of sobs, she looked up hopefully and said, "Instructor, did Ding Se send you to let me out?"

In her mind, Ding Se must have already pleaded with Chen Se, and this female instructor was here to release her.

Finally, finally, I’m getting out! No more suffering in this place!

However!

The instructor didn’t so much as glance at her. She half-turned and walked to the open area, coldly announcing, "Everyone assemble, prepare for labor reform!"

Labor reform?

Yang Meifeng was utterly baffled. What the hell?

So the instructor is not here to let me out?

Does that mean Ding Se hasn’t sorted things out with Chen Se yet?

Damn it! Ding Se, why are you so useless? Can’t you just say a word?

While she was inwardly blaming Ding Se, the corridor of the detention room began to echo with the instructor’s chilly voice.

"Detention Room 1, all of you go to the cafeteria and help cook!"

"Detention Room 2, all of you go clean the gym!"

"Detention Room 3, all of you go to the goods department to make ornaments!"

"Detention Room 4..."

"..."

"Detention Room 7!"

When the instructor called out for Detention Room 7, Zhang Hongyan and the others looked up expectantly.

Labor reform involved both heavy and light work; some was tiring, and some was relatively easy.

Take helping in the cafeteria, for instance—it was simple work like washing vegetables and cooking rice, and you could chat while doing it.

But cleaning the gym was rather painful; the police center’s gym spanned several hundred square meters and had basic furnishings. Just mopping the floors there required at least seven or eight people working five or six hours, leaving them soaked in sweat, aching all over, not even wanting to walk afterwards.

Zhang Hongyan would rather work on the assembly line making ornaments or move goods in the warehouse than clean the gym.

"Detention Room 7, all of you go to the laundry room to wash clothes!"

After assigning the labor tasks for the last detention room, the instructor arranged for someone to open the doors, letting everyone line up and leave according to their room numbers.

Though they hadn’t been assigned the coveted kitchen duty, going to the laundry room was still far less strenuous than cleaning the gym or toilets.

Moreover, the laundry room had a strong smell, and generally, there was no instructor monitoring.

Zhang Hongyan had no objections and, while the inmates from the six other rooms lined up, she quickly arranged the duties in the laundry room.

"What? I have to move those stinking prisoners’ clothes?"

Hearing that she was assigned to the dirtiest and most unpleasant task, Yang Meifeng complained, "No way, I want to switch tasks!"

"At home, I’ve never washed clothes; my son-in-law always did it."

"Besides, I haven’t eaten all day, and I don’t have the strength in my hands, I can’t lift anything..."

"Hehe... switch tasks?" Zhang Hongyan sneered, "We haven’t settled the score for your snitching just now!"

"Fine, if you don’t want to do it, you can stay behind tonight and be a human sofa again!"

"Sisters, who wants to sit on her again?"

Together, the inmates exclaimed, "We do!"

Cuihua clenched her teeth and said, "Yang Meifeng, you bloody well forget sleeping tonight! I’ll make sure you have it out, even if it kills me!"

This blatant threat made Yang Meifeng instantly chicken out. She quickly hid behind Zhang Hongyan, nodding her head like a pounding pestle, "I’ll move the clothes! I’ll move the clothes!"

"Hongyan, please tell Cuihua not to hit me again."

Zhang Hongyan frowned slightly, glanced sideways, and noticing that Room 5 was cleared out, she raised her hand to signal everyone to start lining up.

She walked to the end of the line herself, patted Yang Meifeng’s cheek, and said indifferently, "Yang Meifeng, I might talk to Cuihua and ask her to lay off you for a while. Take it as payment for the two buns you gave me earlier."

"But I’d advise you to behave yourself!"

"Don’t say things you shouldn’t, like snitching to the instructor as you did just now. If it happens again, hehe..."

"Anyone in Detention Room 7 is no saint."

"Cuihua even has blood on her hands, having stabbed five people at once!"

"You’d better watch out!"

By now, all from Room 6 had left. Zhang Hongyan took a deep breath, moved to the front of the line, and called out loudly, "All teammates, move out!"

With that, she led the way out. The remaining six inmates from her room quickly lined up behind her, trotting out in a straight line.

Yang Meifeng brought up the rear. She had just been beaten, hadn’t eaten since the day before, and didn’t have a shred of energy, but with no options left, she could only muster the strength to limp along behind the rest.

As she ran, tears streamed down her face.

"What on earth did I, Yang Meifeng, do in my last life to deserve such misery..."