"Boss, should we go over and take a look?"
At the other end of the cell, a prison guard asked the Prison Chief.
The Prison Chief shook his head: "What is there to look at? It's so stinky over there. If you want to look, go ahead!"
The prison guard took a breath; well, aren't all the cells smelly? He had gotten used to it and really didn't feel it.
"But Boss, if we ignore it like this, someone might die..."
"Do you want to handle it?" The Prison Chief suddenly sneered, "Then you go handle it yourself!"
The prison guard immediately fell silent.
People are like this, all talk and big reasoning, but when it comes down to actually doing it, they're unwilling.
The Boss glared at him disdainfully and then continued to nap on his own.
The young prison guard was very anxious; he knew he had been blacklisted by the Boss, but he really had no idea how he had offended him!
That man was about to die; shouldn't he be rescued?
"Help, ow... help..."
