"Good!" Murong Qing snorted happily, "You two brothers talk slowly, I'll arrange it." ”

Seeing Murong Qing leave with a jolt as he walked, I felt a deep sense of despair.

Turning his head and glaring at Zhengqing fiercely, he asked with luck, "Are we going to sleep in a room near the morgue?" Is it a corpse house? ”

However, even when looking at the corpse, I feel terrible, and the thought that the nearby place is a morgue is a nightmare.

But he shook his head: "Of course not, we are laying in the morgue." Don't worry, your uncle will prepare the quilt and won't freeze you. ”

I'm hehe, your whole family! Lay the floor in the morgue.

But—"You're not going to be in the morgue to dissect corpses, are you?" It is an offence to dissect a corpse without the authorization of the family. "So you'd better be normal, what morgue do you sleep in?

"No, our hospital has the habit of putting on makeup for the deceased, so the family is equivalent to temporarily handing over the right to use the corpse to us. Even if it is autopsied, it will be restored to its original state in the end, and it will be buried directly when the time comes.

Corpse makeup, this is what funeral directors at funeral homes do.

But some of the bodies couldn't be made, and they were donated to some medical schools. ”

He replied as a matter of course, but I saw schadenfreude in his eyes.

So, Uncle Murong, you don't even know that your nephew bullied me in front of you, and he is still an unconscious accomplice!

"Okay, don't look like you're dead, Young Master Ben personally taught you, and I don't know what to do." He walked over and patted me on the shoulder, "A senior came to see you just now, and he said that he was Tang Fanhao's elder brother, called Tang Xishi." ”

Tang Xishi? It's a little familiar, I remember that when I went to military training, the senior of our class leader was called Tang Xishi.

When I returned to Murong Qing's office, I saw that it was indeed the senior, and he had come to apologize for Tang Fanhao. After a brief chat, he said goodbye and left, and Zhengqing unceremoniously handed him the certificate issued by the hospital and asked him to take it back to the instructor.

Murong Qing is really as Zhengqing said, as soon as there is surgery, he will call us. While he was having surgery, Masaaki and I were watching from the sidelines.

It was the first time I had seen someone operate, and I was serious and fascinated, and treating the disease and saving people was not the same nature as the autopsy, so I watched the whole process without any mental pressure, but Zhengqing stood aside and lacked interest. Occasionally, he also gave a few words to the nurse who made a slight mistake.

Zhengqing said that this hospital is the property of the Murong family.

Because Murong Qing has been interested in medicine since he was a child, he wanted to open his own clinic after returning from studying abroad, and later the family took action and gave Murong Qing 80% of the shares of Qikai Hospital as a birthday gift when Murong Qing was thirty years old.

Therefore, there is a Murong family standing behind Qikai Hospital, Murong Qing is the chairman of Qikai Hospital, but he is relatively low-key.

However, for the wealthy Murong family, I can only spread my hands with the baby, and the local tyrants are incomparable to our poor ghosts.

No wonder that Zhengqing guy engaged in these perverted behaviors in the hospital, and no one said anything. Murong Qing went to arrange it in person instead.

At night, I simply ate the takeout ordered in Uncle Murong's office, and Zhengqing accompanied Uncle Murong to chat for a while before dragging me to the morgue.

I don't think I've ever been so cheating in my life, and I finally made a good friend, even if the friend is a local tyrant, it turns out that this local tyrant is still an out-and-out pervert - and, after my many observations, Zhengqing definitely has a necrophilia complex, and sadistic tendencies, but it's not serious.

Coming down from the intensive care building, take a shortcut and pass by the medical depot on the right side of the path, and there is the morgue behind.

Not a small bungalow.

Outside the morgue, Zhengqing greeted the old man who was looking at the corpse, and the old man handed him the key.

I looked at the bungalow in front of me with trepidation, and mentally estimated how many corpses there were.

With Zhengqing's sentence - let's go, I gritted my teeth, looked at the execution ground in front of me, and followed him hand and foot.

Opening the door, he turned on the light with a "snap". People illuminated by bright lights can't open their eyes, which is completely different from what I thought was dark and damp.

The terror and uneasiness in my heart gradually dissipated.

And Zhengqing didn't care so much, he walked to the freezer, pulled out the freezer, and lifted the white cloth on the corpse, and every time he lifted the white cloth, he would make a summary opening.

"The body died of blood loss."

"He died of illness."

"This corpse was bruised from cardiac arrest, and it should have been a heart attack."

“……”

Listening to him, I followed him and watched the condition of the corpse as he had spoken.

I followed him around and pulled almost all the corpses out.

Looking at the corpses around me, I rubbed goosebumps on my arm and asked, "Are we going to dissect the corpse?"

"Of course," he raised his eyelids and took out two sets of sterile gowns and safety gloves from the box in the corner of the side, "to study medicine, if you want to save people, you must first understand the structure of the human body, so that you can find the cause of the damage on the broken body." It's like a mechanic repairing a machine is a truth. ”

I shuddered as I took the clothes and gloves he handed me - to be honest, I wasn't mentally ready to dissect a corpse, let alone two people staying in the morgue to dissect the corpse.

But at this time, you can't hold back, you're a big boy, don't look so pretentious. Everyone has fears, but every man should overcome them.

After getting dressed, standing in front of the corpse that Zhengqing had prepared for me, holding a sharp scalpel in my hand, I tried my best to build up my mind - this thing is a tomato, just a tomato.

But—it's a corpse!

Glancing up at Zhengqing, he began to use the knife himself.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, lowered his head and looked at the miserable white chest of the corpse in front of him, paused slightly with his left hand, pressed the chest of the corpse, and fell up with the scalpel in his right hand.

The blade sliced through the skin like tofu, and dark red blood flowed out.

The scalpel was still stuck in the corpse's chest, and I felt bad looking at the blood coming out of the cut.

"Don't be afraid, this corpse is fresh, you are a novice, I think it is better to touch the most primitive human body. The internal organs in the corpse have only lost their physical abilities and have not yet begun to shrink, which is suitable for beginners like you and will not mislead you academically. ”

I looked up at him and nodded, holding down the scalpel and continuing to scratch over the corpse.

Fresh corpses are the rarest, it's almost a law in the medical world.

Zhengqing sent such a corpse to me, although it was terrifying, but it also made me extremely heartwarming.

Soon I broke open the corpse's chest, revealing the internal organs. The inside of the corpse was flesh red, and as Masaaki said, the corpse was very fresh.

Although my scalp was a little numb, I couldn't help but feel stunned when I looked at the neat internal organs in the human body, which were almost the same as the illustrations in the books, but a little different.

Slowly, gradually getting better - bladder, small intestine, stomach, lungs, right ventricle, left ventricle, aorta...... Dissecting and studying little by little......

As I was flipping the corpse's pharyngeal cartilage, I suddenly noticed a shadow cast around me, which scared my hands and looked up to see that Zhengqing had already stood beside me at some point.

Seeing me look over, he pushed his eyes, "Yes, quite seriously." It's not early, let's rest early, I'll mend the corpse. ”

I nodded and stepped back to make way for him. After hesitating for a moment, he still walked curiously towards the corpse he had just moved.

When the white cloth was removed, it was unbelievable that the corpse looked intact, with no signs of being cut.

"Did you really dissect this corpse?" I pouted and turned to look at the back of him mending the corpse.

"Of course." He replied calmly, "It is against the law to dissect corpses without authorization, and the corpses we dissect are all corpses that will be buried later." The incision is patched with flesh-colored threads and stitched from the inside, leaving only the last thread on the outside. So that no one will notice, let alone who will care about this when the body is buried, and we have done such a good job of cleaning up the aftermath. ”

So that's the case, I looked down at the corpse's chest, and sure enough, I couldn't see it, and then I reached out and touched it, a little awkward, and this is the thread. If I hadn't known that it was a thread, I would have thought it would have been just a lump of flesh.

It's amazing!

Looking at Zhengqing's back, I shook my head with a sigh - perverts must also have perverted capital.