Eliza Ronin was tidying up the dining table when she accidentally glanced at Marsh and Alice coming out of the same room.

The action of fiddling with the dishes stopped suddenly, and although his expression remained unchanged, his tone was full of surprise: "You, what are you?"

The two glanced at each other, and both saw embarrassment in each other's faces. Alice's face was flushed, and in the end, it was up to Ma Shuo to explain.

"Hmm!" pondered for a while, and from the moment he went out, he knew that the master would definitely ask when she saw them going out.

It's not too difficult to explain: "Don't get me wrong, I got up in the morning to go to the bathroom, and when I was about to go back to my room after solving my personal problems, Miss Riddle suddenly screamed in the room. ”

Saying this, Ma Shuo pretended to shrug his shoulders helplessly, and glanced at Alice again before continuing: "She has nightmares, she is afraid of being alone in the room, and I have been with her. ”

Luo Ning didn't answer immediately, but turned his gaze to Alice, who blushed cheeks. Seeing that although the girl's eyes were dodging and trance, she still made a thin "um" like a mosquito and a fly, and then looked at Ma Shuo again.

"Alright!

The two of them passed this level, and they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts at the same time.

As soon as he sat down, Luo Ning brought breakfast and added: "Xiaobai will hurt people more than your master!"

As soon as these words came out, Ma Shuo was only a little puzzled and stunned, but Alice blushed her cheeks again. The lower the head, the lower it gets, it's about to touch the chest.

Ma Shuo reacted later, and realized that Shi Niang was ridiculing herself, perhaps mixed with a trace of grievances against Old Man Liu. Since he couldn't see the main master for the time being, he could only borrow Ma Shuo, an apprentice, to see "things" and think about people.

The feeling of being shot in the knee is very uncomfortable, especially at such an inexplicable time. But as a teacher, it doesn't seem to have done anything wrong.

On the contrary, what is the situation of Old Man Liu? Leaving him alone and turning his head away, he didn't even have a word of explanation.

Suddenly, he especially wanted to stand with his sister. When Old Man Liu came to see him, he saw that the apprentice and the master were teaming up to deal with the master, and that scene should be quite relieving.

After a hurried breakfast, Ma Shuo and Alice each went back to their rooms to rest.

Half an hour later, in the morgue.

"Bang!" Luo Ning took out a book about an inch thick and a foot square, and threw it into Ma Shuo's arms. Then he turned to Susan's corpse: "Look at the book first, and then think about practicing autopsy." ”

Seeing this, Alice beside her hurriedly put on her gloves and followed, leaving Ma Shuo to stand alone at the door.

"Fundamentals of Anatomy?"

Flipping through the catalogue and scanning, this book decomposes the human body in an orderly and neat manner from various aspects such as skin, muscles, bones, internal organs, and secretory body fluids.

Ma Shuo didn't read the content immediately, and when he saw the last chapter of the table of contents, he was suddenly a little surprised.

The last book with the "Epilogue Testimonial" was the "Gray Mountain Canon" that Gacoco City read.

It was hundreds of authors from the beginning of the book to the completion of the book, some of which recorded the content of tens or hundreds of years, and some of which were only recorded for a few months.

And in the previous 100 years, it handled nearly 200 authors.

How so?

Because of war, of course, because of turmoil! because of death!

However, this first classic book in Xizhou was still written with the continuous efforts of later generations.

At that time, Yu was helping himself to read, and he didn't have any special feelings in his heart. But after more experience and then savoring it, maybe every word and sentence is written with blood dripping, right?

What he didn't expect was that the medical book in front of him also had an "end chapter". I can't help but wonder in my heart, is it also a centuries-old classic?

I opened it and saw that it was.

The original author was born in 1319, almost 200 years ago.

Although it does not have the hundreds of people who have gone through as the "Gray Mountain Canon", there are nearly thirty authors. To Ma Shuo's surprise, most of them were surnamed Luo Ning.

And when Ma Shuo saw the signature of the last author, he couldn't help but look up at the back of Shi Niang.

Arad Ronin, sure enough, they're family.

The other party refuses to admit this relationship, but now that he has handed over the book to him, what does he want to express?

I can't figure out why, but I can guess what the other person thinks: I know Arad Lonin, but for some reason I can't tell you the truth. In the meantime, I hope you don't ask again!

Although he didn't know if it was right, Ma Shuo still chose to shut up for the time being. This may involve the private affairs of the Luo Ning family, and it is really inconvenient for an outsider to say anything.

The morning passed quickly, and Ma Shuo just sat in the corner and concentrated on reading, sometimes looking up to ask two questions. The occasional sound of scissors cutting through muscles and skin, saws and hammers cutting and tapping bones.

The whole room was filled with the smell of blood and various bodily fluids. But these external conditions, which seem to ordinary people to be the most extreme, seem to him to be non-existent.

This kind of mentality of being completely immersed in it and not being disturbed by external objects at all made Luo Ning, who was observant of Ma Shuo with two hearts at work, couldn't help but sigh secretly for a long time.

The old bastard found a good apprentice, and this concentration alone impressed her. can make Liu Lin personally admit the identity of master and apprentice when he leaves, it can be seen that Ma Xiaobai should still have something special.

It's just that?

Glancing at Alice beside her again, Luo Ning noticed that the girl was a little strange today.

Every move was intentional or unintentional, bypassing a large area about a foot above the corpse, as if there was something there.

It's just that when she leaned over to take a closer look, she frowned and sniffed, but she didn't notice anything different.

Of course, the strange smell of various bodily fluids will be stronger than the rest of the house. After several years of training, Alice should have been accustomed to it a long time ago, right?

Well, maybe it was the nightmare of the morning that was affecting her.

Eliza Ronin could not find the exact reason, and was anxious to complete the autopsy as soon as possible, so as to give her students justice from a medical point of view.

So I didn't ask anything more, as long as Alice didn't affect her work and didn't hurt herself because of distraction.

Ma Shuo has always buried his head in the book, in addition to being really interested in knowledge, there is also an important reason that seems to be compulsive.

When they entered, they realized that Susan had not dissipated with the wind. Still huddled over his corpse as he did last night.

The originally blank and empty eyes instantly focused when he saw Ma Shuo come in. From then until it was almost noon, he had been looking at him with a blank face.

No expressions, no sounds, and no other movements. This made Ma Shuo's spine chill all morning, not to mention looking at Susan, and even his cervical spine was stiff when he raised his head to ask questions.

When Luo Ning announced that he could take a break at noon, Ma Shuo closed the book without saying a word and opened the door and went out.

This wordless resentment was too powerful, so powerful that it took him breathless.

If you don't have a strong will, you focus all your attention on the book. I'm afraid that in this silence, which is countless times stronger than quarrels and scolding, he can't stay for a moment.

Leaving Alice to pack up her utensils alone, Luo Ning followed Ma Shuo out the door.

As soon as he took off his gloves and threw them into the trash, he saw Ma Shuo take out a pen and paper from the cabinet in the room and write "swish".

"What are you writing about?"

"No, Master. It occurred to me that I had to write to three more places. ”