Chapter 181 Zheng Tian was scared. No, I don't want to die.

There is a strict procedure for executing a death row inmate.

The first step is to verify the person's identity. Although prisoner swaps don't happen these days, since the regulations are in place, the staff must follow the procedure.

"The prisoner's identity has been confirmed."

After spending over ten minutes on verification, the staff reached their conclusion.

In fact, the death penalty today is quite humane for the prisoner. If it were in ancient society, it would be beheading, and done in front of a crowd; the level of gore would be unimaginable. Moreover, if your family didn't have the money to bribe the executioner, you wouldn't die in one blow, and the pain would be excruciating.

As times progressed, it changed to execution by shooting. Usually, it was a single shot, and if they didn't die, a second shot would be fired. However, this placed immense psychological pressure on the executioner. After all, even though it was a prisoner, to the executioner, it was still killing a person, and not everyone could quickly adjust their mindset. Therefore, it eventually changed to lethal injection.

Upon hearing these people's words, Zheng Tian's hands began to tremble. He could feel the anxiety in his heart. How many people can calmly face death? Perhaps some, but that person certainly wasn't Zheng Tian.

Meanwhile, Zheng Tian smelled the stench of urine in the air. Once Zheng Tian smelled it, the others naturally smelled it too. Everyone subconsciously looked at Zheng Tian on the Hospital bed. After all, they weren't the ones being executed, and they had been doing this job for so long that it was no exaggeration to say they could remain calm. Therefore, in this room, if anyone were to be scared into wetting themselves, it had to be Zheng Tian.

A staff member hurried to the side of the Hospital bed. Just as he was about to check on him, he smelled the stench of feces. Did he soil himself? These two words instantly appeared in the staff member's mind. Looking at Zheng Tian lying on the Hospital bed, the staff member's eyes were full of disgust.

After all, this was truly disgusting to the extreme.

Zheng Tian naturally smelled it too. Now, he wished he could find a crack in the ground to hide in. After all, having been a high-and-mighty young master for so many years, when had he ever experienced such an embarrassing scene?

But it didn't matter much, because Zheng Tian wouldn't have to experience such things in the future.

"Clean him up and put him in clean clothes."

Everyone was already used to this. How to put it—most prisoners have this happen, and they had even experienced things even more disgusting.

Only at the moment of facing death do you realize how much you truly want to live.

"Yes."

With no other choice, the staff could only suppress their disgust and begin changing the prisoner's clothes. Ensuring the prisoner is clean when executed was part of their job.

After ten-plus minutes, the clothes had been changed.

"Alright, since the identity has been confirmed, let's go."

"The vehicle is already waiting outside."

"Be sure to transport him to the vehicle following the route we planned within the Hospital."

Hearing this, the staff nodded.

"Yes."

They had already arranged the route within the Hospital, and there would be dedicated staff guarding every location. If they were in a Prison, it wouldn't be this troublesome, but this was a Hospital, not a Prison, so they had too many things to consider.

After confirming there were no issues, everyone immediately took action.

A small cart had already been pushed over from not far away.

Then, everyone worked together to place him onto the small cart. Immediately after, they tied him down so that Zheng Tian couldn't even move an inch. Having done all this, they began pushing the cart to take Zheng Tian out of the Hospital.

Along the way, many people were looking over. After all, gossiping is hardwired into human nature; who doesn't like to watch gossip? Right? Especially gossip involving armed guards, something that people don't usually encounter, which naturally made everyone even more interested.

However, since there were guards, these people definitely dared not approach; everyone was afraid of getting into trouble.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know. Is it an execution? Or is some big shot here for medical treatment?"

"Are you stupid? If a big shot were coming for treatment, would they come to this Hospital? Besides, they would just have the doctor go to them; there would be no need to come to the Hospital."

"That's true. Then it must be an execution."

Some people had already taken out their phones, preparing to take pictures, but when the staff saw this, they hurriedly walked over and stopped them.

"I'm sorry, photography is not allowed here, so please cooperate."

"Okay, okay, okay."

Hearing this, these people could only quickly put away their phones.

Without any further incidents, Zheng Tian was brought to the entrance of the Hospital. At this moment, a vehicle was already waiting there. Many vehicles boast about how impressive their crash resistance is, but in front of this vehicle, their so-called crash resistance was laughable.

At this moment, Zheng Tian raised his head to look at the sky. He knew this was the last time in his life he would see the sun. Thinking of this, the parts of Zheng Tian that still had sensation began to tremble. In this moment, he suddenly felt that he didn't want to die; even living like this would be fine.

That's right, Zheng Tian, who had thought death didn't matter, was now panicking. There is an old saying: "It is better to live in disgrace than to die with dignity." Perhaps in terms of technology, the ancients were far inferior to the moderns, but in the observation of human nature, there is no difference between the ancients and modern people.

"No, no, I don't want to die."

"No, no..."

Listening to the sounds coming from Zheng Tian, the staff beside him wore expressions of indifference. Zheng Tian regretted it now? But it was all too late. Once he confirmed he would no longer appeal, nothing could be changed.

To be precise, even if he had chosen to appeal at that time, it probably would have been of no use. At most, it would have caused some extra trouble for Zheng Jie and let Zheng Tian live a little longer, but that would have been all.

"No, my lawyer, my lawyer..."

"All of this is fake."

"It's Zheng Jie..."

"..."

Before he could finish speaking, the next second, he was pushed directly into the vehicle.

Inside the vehicle, Zheng Tian still hadn't given up struggling.

"My lawyer, I want to see my lawyer."

"Lawyer..."

Zheng Tian kept shouting at this time. However, no matter what Zheng Tian said inside, the people outside wouldn't hear it. And the people inside just viewed this as the struggle before an execution—not wanting to die and spouting nonsense—isn't that normal? They hadn't just seen this once or twice with prisoners.

"Didn't you hear me?"

"I'm asking you, d-did you not hear me?"

"..."

The staff on the vehicle had regulations: they were not allowed to speak with the criminal suspect. Therefore, to every one of Zheng Tian's desperate cries, the only response from these people was indifference.

In this narrow space, he was the only one screaming at the top of his lungs, which sounded exceptionally grating.

It was like this the entire way.

About an hour later, they finally arrived at the execution site.

When the staff on the vehicle carried him down, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he had been far too noisy along the way, torturing everyone's ears. But it was fine now; he was finally off.

On the other side, Zheng Jie was also waiting here.

That's right. After seeing Zheng Tian, Zheng Jie had come here. After the execution, the remaining matters required a family member. Now that Zheng Tian's mother had passed away, his father had become mentally ill, and Su Qiaoer had divorced him, the only person who could be called family was Zheng Jie.

Therefore, even if Zheng Tian wished Zheng Jie would die right in front of him, when it came time to collect the ashes, it had to be Zheng Jie.

"Chairman, just received news: Zheng Tian lost control of his bowels in the ward."

Hearing this, Zheng Jie chuckled.

"People, sometimes you shouldn't be too confident in yourselves. 'Not afraid of death,' heh, who in this world isn't afraid of death? Old Li, are you afraid?"

At this moment, Zheng Jie looked at the driver, Old Li. Hearing this, Old Li thought for a moment and said.

"If it's to protect the Chairman, then I'm not afraid."

Hearing this, Zheng Jie chuckled.

"Old Li, saying it like that really does make me a bit scared. If this were in a novel, you'd probably be dead in the next second."

Old Li couldn't hold it in either and burst into laughter.

"Anything else?"

"There is also..."

The secretary coughed and recounted Zheng Tian's earlier shouting.

If Zheng Tian had faced death calmly, honestly speaking, even though this guy was stupid, Zheng Jie would still have felt he had some backbone. But looking at it now, the guy was just a clown.