The body flies in the air like a feather blown by the wind.

Am I dying?

He Mo thought of the corpses he had dissected, and even thought of how he was lying on the dissecting table.

She recalled that she had dissected a body that had been killed by the explosion, charred, mutilated, and blurred... ......

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