Chapter 699 He Is the Miracle Itself

The body being dissected is Shi Xiaoya!

After being surprised, Jiang Cheng gradually calmed down. He was not surprised that Shi Xiaoya would die. After all, she signed the body donation statement, although she herself did not know. Read

But they did not expect that she would die so quickly and so tragically.

As if some disguise was exposed, more and more changes began to appear on Shi Xiaoya's body, and large scratches slowly appeared on her originally fair skin.

Especially the two elbows and fingertips, which were rubbed into a bloody mess.

The nails were broken, and some pieces even turned up, revealing the dark red flesh inside, which was chilling.

The initial guess was confirmed. These scratches proved that she had been trapped in a small space, and the broken nails were due to scratching hard.

Even if you just look at it, you can feel Shi Xiaoya's despair at the time.

It seems that the person who was trapped in the morgue cabinet in Room 9 was her.

Jiang Cheng followed this line of thought and figured out what happened. Since the space inside the morgue was small, the petite Shi Xiaoya was the best candidate.

But when she crawled in and found the registration book, she was nervous and didn't have time to check it carefully. She signed her name on the body donation statement in the middle.

Then, something strange happened.

The door of the cabinet suddenly closed, trapping her in the morgue immediately.

No matter how she struggled, it was useless.

In the end, she was dragged to the anatomical classroom on the 5th floor like a livestock, treated as a dead teaching aid, and dissected alive.

The reason why Jiang Cheng was sure that Shi Xiaoya was still alive when she was dissected was because the hands and feet of the corpse were tied with very thin ropes.

The rope was translucent, with a little yellow, giving people the feeling that it was something spitting out silk, and it was not noticeable at all if you didn't look carefully.

Shi Xiaoya's limbs were fixed to the four corners of the operating table, spread out in a big shape.

There were signs of struggle on the bound wrists and ankles, and some of them were already bleeding.

Staring at the body with its head cut off and its chest opened, Wen Liangshan's mouth twitched, and an inappropriate sentence suddenly popped up in his mind: It seems that the body has been hollowed out.

Raising his head, Jiang Cheng began to look at the students around him.

The students were all wearing uniform white coats and masks on their faces, with only a pair of eyes exposed, and their appearance was completely unrecognizable.

But Jiang Cheng could still be sure that Gao Yan, Shen Mengyun, and Wang Qi were not among these students.

The problem arose.

Since Shi Xiaoya was killed here, what about the others?

Jiang Cheng didn't believe they were all dead.

Suddenly, Professor Wang Wenli, who was giving a lecture, slowly stood up, first reached into his pocket with his gloved hand, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and stared at the screen.

Jiang Cheng noticed that his mobile phone was a very old keypad phone, which was wet and dripping.

After a moment, Wang Wenli seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted. Then he narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head, and said in a very intriguing voice: "Everyone, pay attention. There are still 3 minutes before our class ends."

"In order to better digest the knowledge learned in this class, I will leave a few students with poor foundation to help them review the content of this class."

Almost at the same time, all the students nodded and replied: "Okay."

But just this simple word "Okay" made the fat man and others feel cold in their hearts.

More than a dozen students, whether in tone, action, voice, or intonation, are exactly the same, neat as one person.

It is obvious that there are definitely more than two professors with problems here, these students are probably also

There is another point. The students with poor foundation mentioned by Wang Wenli are probably referring to them.

Compared with these medical school students, their foundation is not a little bit worse.

In addition, Jiang Cheng found the right time to glance at his mobile phone. Sure enough, they only had less than 3 minutes left.

It seems that when the time is up, these two professors will take action against them.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the dissection room was very depressing, and everyone was waiting.

Jiang Cheng and his friends were waiting for the opportunity to sign, and the two professors were waiting for the time to "help" Jiang Cheng and his friends with their dissection lessons. The students

The fat man swallowed his saliva, and his face was panicked.

He had a feeling that these students were not in a hurry to leave, and they were waiting to watch the fun.

Maybe there would be another dissection class later.

The material was the few people who were left behind.

Thinking of this, the fat man's ham-like legs began to tremble uncontrollably again. He habitually looked at the doctor, a man who was good at creating miracles.

Or he was the miracle itself.

Jiang Cheng slowly turned around and took a small step towards the table where the registration book was placed. The movement was very small, but even so, it was still noticed.

"Where are you going?" Wang Wenli pulled the mask with the hand that had just dissected the corpse. A chilling coldness appeared in the depths of his eyes. He said in a cold voice: "Since you are all late, why don't you observe carefully? After class, you latecomers have to stay. Professor Qiu and I will help you make up for the missed classes."

Professor Qiu

matched with another name in the exhibition room before.

If I remember correctly, his name is Qiu Xicheng.

"Thank you for your hard work, professor." Jiang Cheng nodded, but he did not stop and took the second step towards the registration book very honestly.

Another Professor Qiu, who had never spoken much, saw this scene. He suddenly turned his head, adjusted his glasses with a hand wearing rubber gloves, and asked loudly: "Didn't you hear what Professor Wang said?"

The incident happened suddenly and everyone was shocked.

Fatty Huaiyi wanted to help Jiang Cheng, but he didn't know how to help. He was worried that rushing to persuade him would only make things more complicated.

There was less than two minutes left.

Huaiyi clenched her phone tightly, cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

With Professor Qiu's support, Wang Wenli became more confident and continued to scold: "This is our classroom, a place to learn knowledge. Since you are here, you must study hard and at least abide by the rules here and respect them."

"Professor!" Jiang Cheng interrupted him abruptly and said in a very light but powerful voice: "I admit your superb medical skills, but in terms of obeying the rules, I don't think you are qualified to criticize me. First of all, you can No respect for the rules here.”

Jiang Cheng didn't give them a chance to react, and continued: "Just now you pulled the mask with the hand that had just dissected the corpse. This violated the operating regulations of the autopsy room. Of course, this is your personal behavior."

"But what I find most unacceptable is that when I saw the phone you took out, the screen actually stayed on the game interface!"

"In such a sacred, solemn, and solemn place, you can still play games? Do you respect the original owner who voluntarily gave his body for the advancement of medicine?"

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and motioned for everyone to look at a sign posted on the wall.

There are several lines of black words on the sign, which are full of solemnity - every body donor is worthy of respect, no matter what time, please remember to respect them.

Wang Wenli was speechless for a moment.

When Professor Qiu saw that his companion was frustrated, he subconsciously wanted to teach Jiang Cheng a lesson, "You"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng turned around and looked at him, his eyes full of sharpness, and he pointed directly at Professor Qiu's nose and said, "Shut your mouth, now I'll talk about you again!"