Chapter 52: Recruiting a Disciple
8 o'clock in the morning, the sun is shining brightly.
Wang Shan, who barely finished running 5 kilometers, staggered home with weak legs, as if she had been fished out of the water.
After sitting on the sofa to rest for a while, she stood up with difficulty, grinning, and went to the bedroom to find a set of clean home clothes, then slowly walked into the bathroom to take a shower.
Qin Shou admired her quietly for a long time, until she changed into home clothes and lay on the bed to read a book, then he withdrew his attention and continued to torture himself!
After two hours, Qin Shou, who was almost crazy due to the pain, had to stop again and shift his attention to Wang Shan.
Hmm?
Why did she start changing clothes again?
Qin Shou was watching with great interest, but Wang Shan, who had put on her clothes, suddenly asked, "Are you still awake? If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent!"
"What?"
"Ah~you. When did you wake up?"
Wang Shan seemed startled, and two blushes quickly appeared on her pretty oval face. Her wide-open almond eyes were full of shyness, "Well, Professor Jiang just called me and said that he wanted to dissect two strange bodies that were shot.
I want to ask you, should I go?"
"Haven't you changed your clothes?" Qin Shou thought for a while and added, "When you start the dissection, remember to notify me so I can see it too!"
"Okay!"
Wang Shan agreed immediately, and suddenly asked, "Does it look good?"
"It's really nice with a protruding front and a curved back!"
"Your sister."
Considering that she might help out later, Wang Shan, who was secretly delighted, washed the doll and hung it up to dry. After a moment of daze, she limped out alone.
Qin Shou retracted his attention again, and pulled hard with all his strength. Three more thin threads of consciousness were broken, and the screams of ghosts and wolves echoed again in the room with the TV.
11 o'clock in the morning.
Wang Shan, who came to the affiliated hospital, greeted Professor Jiang. The energetic old professor was preparing the dissection instruments himself and handed her an old "Anatomy" for her to read first.
It was not until 12 o'clock in the afternoon that the old professor took out a set of isolation suits for her to wear and took her into the hospital's specially set up dissection room.
"Qin Shou?"
Wang Shan, wearing rubber gloves, asked in a low voice. Qin Shou, who had completed half of the task, immediately responded and focused all his attention.
"What's wrong with your leg?"
Professor Jiang walked to the dissection room and glanced at Wang Shan. The dim eyes behind the reading glasses showed a trace of concern.
"I pulled a muscle while running this morning."
"Oh, it will be fine in two days."
He placed the tray with various instruments next to the dissection table, pulled back the white cloth to reveal Zhu Shite's dark blue face, and explained carefully, "At 11:30 last night, the police found two bodies shot dead in the crematorium, and then sent him here!
The deceased, Zhu Shite, was a policeman before his death, and I had seen him several times before
Watch carefully!
His entire back of the head was almost torn off by bullets, and the signs of death were obvious, but we have to find the reason why his pupils turned up abnormally!"
In order to let Wang Shan see more directly, Professor Jiang first turned Zhu Shite's head to show the back of the head that no longer existed, and then opened his eyelids to let her see clearly that the two pupils had already turned up to the inside of the upper eye socket, leaving only a black line
"I plan to check the upper and lower rectus muscles of the eyes first, and then open the skull to find the specific cause, so you have to be mentally prepared!"
"Okay, no problem!"
"Very good, let's get started!"
Looking at Professor Jiang Professor Jiang suddenly picked up a scalpel and handed it to Wang Shan. Wang Shan was stunned for a moment. After taking it blankly, she stammered, "I, I'll do it?"
"Then why did I call you?"
Professor Jiang scolded with a stern face, "I have checked your file and seen the corpse used for teaching!
Although you are the only one who dares to use it to practice suturing, there is a big problem with the suturing technique!
Why did the first knot become a dead knot?
Have you considered the problem of removing the stitches later?
This time you must concentrate and not make mistakes again, and you must maintain due respect for the deceased and try to keep the corpse intact!
Well. Let's start!"
Wang Shan, who was muttering in her heart, took a deep breath, abandoned all distractions, relaxed her mind, and slowly cut
"The superior rectus muscle is indeed broken."
Professor Jiang, who nodded secretly at the side, thought for a while, and handed over a small saw, "Saw it open and check the connecting nerves!"
Wang Shan, who was biting the bullet, had already collapsed. At this time, she realized that the real horror was not this horrible corpse, but the kind-faced professor!
If there was any mistake, he would scold her mercilessly and loudly, making her eardrums buzz.
The final autopsy report was still written by Professor Jiang, but Wang Shan said one sentence and he wrote one sentence.
".The remaining brain nerves are extremely excited and tense, and it is suspected that the deceased had serious hallucinations before his death."
"Suspect?"
Professor Jiang paused while writing, "The characteristics are so obvious, is it still 'suspected'?"
"Suspect!"
Wang Shan hesitated for a moment, and suddenly thought of the "rich woman" who put on makeup for her, and immediately said in a firm tone, "I suspect that there may be some mysterious and unknown force intervening"
"Very good!"
Professor Jiang laughed, put away the autopsy report with praise in his eyes, "You have been tired for two hours, Master will treat you to lunch!
Your master's wife has cooked a table of dishes at home, and has been waiting for a long time, hahaha"
Wang Shan was stunned again after hearing it!
Why did he become his apprentice after dissecting a corpse inexplicably?
Alas, I'm afraid the days to come will be difficult.
Qin Shou, who had noticed this, quietly withdrew his attention and continued to engage in self-abuse in a boring and monotonous manner.
It wasn't until 5 p.m. when Wang Shan returned to his residence with a thick stack of books and manuscripts that he was almost halfway finished.
More than 200 tiny black wires, nearly 20 centimeters long, crawled around the TV room like a swarm of black snakes.
As Qin Shou shouted, these thin lines quickly gathered together and strangely merged into a flat square!
Qin Shou, who had taken the crucial first step, was so excited that he screamed!
It seems that the method of copying the gourd and drawing the scoop is the most sensible thing to do.
It was all worth enduring so much pain!
If the negative energy had not been exhausted, he would not have given himself a chance to breathe.
"Qin Shou, have you seen everything today?"
Wang Shan, who was sitting on the sofa and ordering takeout, just picked up a book and turned two pages, then put the book aside a little irritably, "Tell me, what should I do now?"
"Forensic medicine is a promising career!"
"I'm not talking about this, but Professor Jiang."
Wang Shan said with a grimace, "One moment he was laughing with joy, the other moment he was sullen as if he was lecturing his son. He didn't regard me as a girl at all!"
"Strict teachers produce great disciples, just get used to it!"
Qin Shou stared at the "angel" facing the wall on the TV, imagining the scene of Wang Shan carefully dissecting her and digging out the secrets. He kept cheering Wang Shan, "Hey, you didn't realize, that old man is really interested in you." What a surprise!
After all, the swordsmanship you showed today is so amazing that you can easily pick out even such small nerves. Even I admire you very much, I really admire you! "
"Really, really?"
Wang Shan immediately giggled happily, "That's good, I will definitely become an idol for you to worship in the future!"