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Text Chapter 131: Humanistic Thoughts

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    Just after breakfast, the district police officer came to the health center to pick up Lu Qiao from work.  As soon as he entered the workshop, he was called into the office by the warden.  The district chief's smile and praise made Lu Qiao feel awkward:

    "Not bad, not bad. You did a good thing this time, and it also brought glory to our prison area."

    "It happened by chance. Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will help, and it saves a life." Lu Qiao said weakly, his head still hurting.

    "Tell me more specifically, were you scared at that time?" the district chief asked Lu Qiao with interest.

    "Afraid, very scared. It's like a feeling of being out of breath." Lu Qiao reported truthfully.

    "Hey, it can't be compared like this. You have to think about it this way: I was able to save people bravely because I strengthened my awareness of transformation with the help and education of the police officers, and I was mentally prepared to be reborn. I knew there were many difficulties, but I still overcame all difficulties to save people.  do you know?"

    "I know." Lu Qiao replied weakly to the district chief.

    "Were you okay if you didn't sleep last night?" the district chief asked again with great concern.

    Lu Qiao thought to herself: He knew clearly that it was already midnight when he rescued the female prisoner, but he still fainted from shock and fright, but the prison chief still asked concernedly if he had not slept well!  How to sleep?  You have to get up early in the morning and go to the workshop to work.  Lu Qiao felt unhappy, but she had learned a lesson and could no longer contradict the police officer, so she said: "Report to the ward director, can I go to work in the workshop now?"

    The warden was obviously in a good mood. He seemed to have forgotten that Lu Qiao broke his head in the workshop yesterday. Even the bandage on Lu Qiao's head seemed to turn a blind eye: "Go." Seeing Lu Qiao turn around and walk out the door.  , just added: "Hey, let me tell you, you must strictly control the silk flower production process, and you can't have any problems in any link. If anyone bargains with you on the process again like yesterday, you should report it to the police officer in time.  The police officer will handle it. Look at you, your face is so fair that it almost disfigures you, how dangerous it is!"

    The district chief still saw the bandage on Lu Qiao¡¯s head, and he was not careless.

    Lu Qiao said "Yes!" and walked out of the police officer's office in a daze.

    She really wanted to report to the district chief that she wanted to sleep a little longer, even if it was given for another two hours, or even if she slept on the floor in the workshop.  But she didn't dare, she didn't dare to see the serious face of the warden again.  The smile that the district chief finally saw could not disappear because of Lu Qiao's "excessive" request.  Because that cute smile disappeared, Lu Qiao might suffer again.

    Lu Qiao could only grit his teeth and hold on, who would let himself be the prisoner.  Thinking of this, Lu Qiao walked towards the workshop while holding his head that looked like it was about to explode.

    She mustered up the energy to walk among the prisoners making flowers to check the quality, and was shouted at by the prisoners asking questions. Some old prisoners who were deliberately making things difficult for them would also find many weird questions.  Or provoke someone intentionally to find trouble.  Lu Qiao didn't have the energy to pay attention to all this, she was too tired.  Whenever he had a chance to breathe, Lu Qiao would look out the window of the workshop and think about the comfort of being in the solitary room.

    The confinement room has become the only place Lu Qiao wants to go to now, because Lu Qiao wants to sleep, because only there can he have a good sleep, because sleeping is so beautiful.  But to go to the solitary confinement room, you have to break prison rules.  Lu Qiao thought: The solitary confinement room is good, but points will be deducted.  Lu Qiao only earned 31.9 yuan in output value last month. Based on a reward of 18 points, Lu Qiao only earned 0.4 points.  If you can't earn points, you can't even think about leaving prison.

    Lu Qiao shook his head subconsciously and gave up his yearning for the solitary room.

    The loudspeaker in the workshop is playing music, which is also a measure to implement humanized management.  As long as the prisoners in the workshop were working, the loudspeaker would drive the sound of the subwoofer, filling their ears with a roar.  If these female prisoners are in a good mood, the beautiful singing will flow in their hearts like honey; if these female prisoners are in a bad mood, or only a small number of prisoners are in a bad mood, then I'm sorry, the music will be played as usual whether you like it or not.  If the prison officer is lucky enough to visit the prison one day and sees a prisoner in the workshop with a small ball of rag stuffed in his ear, he will definitely be deducted points, punished, or forced by his husband to sign a divorce.  of a group.  At this time, they were in an extremely bad mood and had no way to stop the loud music, so they had to stuff their ears with rags.  If you see cotton balls stuffed into your ears, there is only one reason for it. It is when you go to the health center to see a doctor and take a few cotton swabs secretly when the doctor or nurse is not prepared.

    Lu Qiao also had a headache caused by the loud music.  She took out two small balls of cotton from the pocket of her prison uniform. This harvest came from yesterday when she was getting stitches in the labor camp hospital, and it came in handy today.

    When she was stuffing cotton balls into her ears, she saw two people wearing white uniforms and tops appearing at the workshop gate directly in front of her.  Lu Qiao was far away and could not seeclear.  I saw the police officers running to the two men, saluting and reporting.  Lu Qiao was no longer interested in looking around. She withdrew her gaze, enjoying the pleasure of finally inserting cotton balls to block some of the noise, and looked at the rows of prisoners who were bowing their heads and making flowers.

    "Lu Qiao."

    Lu Qiao didn¡¯t hear anyone calling her because of the cotton ball blocking her.  It wasn't until a female police officer walked up to her and shouted "Lu Qiao!" again loudly that she quickly put her legs together and called back: "Here we are!"

    "Go to the police officer's office."

    "Now?" Lu Qiao asked.

    "Of course it's now. Hurry up!" the police officer said majestically, putting his hands behind his back.

    Lu Qiao did not dare to neglect, she still stuffed cotton balls in her ears, and the cotton balls were still fluttering at the same frequency as Lu Qiao's short hair. From a distance, it looked like Lu Qiao had white hair.

    Arriving at the police officer¡¯s office, Lu Qiao shouted at the top of his lungs: ¡°Lv Qiao, a prisoner from Group

    "Come in!" the district chief also answered loudly.

    "yes!"

    Lu Qiao walked into the police officer's office and saw clearly the two people in white police uniforms: one was Warden Song, whom he had talked to, and the other was his friend Xie Yaqi!

    Tears blurred Lu Qiao's vision, and she just shouted: "Sister Yaqi!" before falling to the ground unconscious.

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    Lu Qiao woke up to Xie Yaqi¡¯s very serious tone:

    "In this case, she shouldn't be allowed to go to work. She has lost so much blood, and if she needs not only infusion but also blood transfusion in the hospital, not to mention saving someone in the middle of the night."

    Xie Yaqi paused, and then continued: "We emphasize humanized management, and we can't just stay in words, it should be implemented in actions!"

    Lu Qiao opened his eyes, vaguely unsure of where he was.  Xie Yaqi's voice came from the next room.  Lu Qiao saw a door but it was not closed.  Looking up, he saw an infusion needle inserted into the back of his hand, and a large bottle of medicine swaying slightly above his head.  Two doctors sat on a nearby bed watching over her.

    There are probably a lot of people in the outer room.  Because Lu Qiao heard the voices of Supervisor Song, the senior supervisor, and the voices of his own district chief and instructor.

    "I wonder if we can arrange it like this: Let Lu Qiao stay in the guest house for a day or two, and your prison district will arrange for two prisoners to take care of him. The health center will also send doctors to take care of the treatment. In principle, the police officers on duty will also be sent by your prison district.  If the police force is insufficient, report it to the prison leadership for coordination

    For safety reasons, you can notify the armed police squadron and let them set up a sentry at the gate of the guest house.  "

    "Yes, we will follow Director Xie's instructions." This was Supervisor Song's voice: "The police force will be allocated by the senior supervisor. Meals will be arranged in the guest house. Guests will no longer be accommodated on this floor to ensure safety."

    "Director Xie, our work has not been done well. You are right to criticize. In the future, we must keep in mind the principle of 'combination of punishment and education, people-oriented, and humane management' in our work practice." In fact, these words of the district chief  It's a review.

    Lu Qiao fell asleep again with tears in her eyes.

    When she woke up again, she saw Xie Yaqi sitting on a chair beside her bed, with Warden Song sitting next to her.

    Xie Yaqi said: "Wake up, finally wake up."

    Lu Qiao only called out: "Sister Yaqi." The tears flowed down again.

    "Don't cry, there's still a wound on your head." Xie Yaqi said, "Look, look at what you look like now. If you don't cheer up, it's over!"

    Lu Qiao said nothing, just shook his head, covered his eyes with a hand without a needle, and let the tears flow down between his fingers.

    "Don't cry, Qiao Qiao, don't cry. People must be brave at all times." Xie Yaqi picked up a tissue and wiped Lu Qiao's tears: "You have to be brave while serving a sentence. This is reality."

    Lu Qiao¡¯s sobbing didn¡¯t seem to stop.  Xie Yaqi glanced at Song Bin and then said to Lu Qiao: "Look, aren't you brave enough to save people? The prison wants to commend you!"

    "Don't persuade me, Sister Yaqi, and leave me alone. I don't want you to worry about me, it's not worth it." Lu Qiao stopped sobbing, and just let the tears full of grievances flow down the corners of his eyes.  She looked at Xie Yaqi and said seriously: "As a prisoner now, I have only one request: don't give me special care because we were childhood friends. Warden Song once said to me that everyone is equal before the law.  I can¡¯t ask you to take extraordinary care of me, and I don¡¯t want you to violate your principles.¡±

    Xie Yaqi laughed, looked at Song Bin again, and said, "You are talking about two concepts. The seriousness of the law."??Principle does not conflict with us caring for a sick prisoner.  Because this is also the responsibility of our prisons.  "

    Lu Qiao is unfamiliar with the conceptual issues Xie Yaqi mentioned.  In her still painful head, she thought about what contradiction was.  She couldn't think clearly, and when she was about to fall asleep again, she heard Xie Yaqi ask:

    "Qiaoqiao, when did you learn to fight with others?"

    "I learned it from my aunt. She is really good and she always has the upper hand, but I am not good at it. She is far behind"

    Lu Qiao had an image of her aunt beating Su Suli in her mind, and she fell asleep again with a hint of admiration for the fight.

    ??

    "I asked the doctor that if vomiting occurred after the injury, it might be a concussion, but Lu Qiao didn't vomit, so it shouldn't be a concussion." Song Bin replied to Xie Yaqi: "I guess Lu Qiao fell asleep repeatedly with her.  It is related to saving the female prisoner, so the possibility of being frightened is higher."

    Xie Yaqi nodded and said, "Then let her rest more." Xie Yaqi pondered for a moment:

    "Prisoner Song, I feel that there is a common problem in all the prison districts here, that is, the management and education are out of sync. Especially now that there are requirements, what is the management of the prison, and what is the education? Your team needs to sit down and study this issue carefully.  You need to educate, especially your police team. Otherwise, you will always sing high-pitched words but fail to implement them. In the future, when these criminals leave prison and face the society, how can we prevent the rate of re-offending?"

    "Okay, we will sit down and study it carefully and formulate a feasible prisoner management method."

    Xie Yaqi nodded: "I'm leaving. Xiao Gao is also very busy. If you, the leader, take more responsibility, Lu Qiao will be left to you."

    "Why don't you go to my office and sit here for a while?" Song Bin followed Xie Yaqi downstairs.

    Watching Xie Yaqi's car disappear into the distance, Song Bin pondered Xie Yaqi's words while walking to the office area.  The words "Lu Qiao will leave it to you" made Song Bin a little stunned.  Should we let the male warden in a women's prison personally educate Lu Qiao?

    Song Bin laughed dumbly.  If Xie Yaqi said this to him in front of Gao Xiaodan, then he would do his part, and he would be happy to accept the arduous task assigned to him by Xie Yaqi, who was directly in charge of the women's prison.

    The problem is that Song Bin doesn¡¯t dare!  If Lu Qiao had a pockmarked face, was an elderly prisoner, and was a female prisoner who was off-putting at first sight, Song Bin would have launched a fierce educational attack like a fortress.  The problem is that Lu Qiao is too different, too different for him to dare.

    Warden Song Bin felt guilty for the first time.
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