Judging from the rigor mortis of the body, it must have been not long after death.
"What is this?" Feng Qingchen was not afraid, but she was puzzled. What were Sun Zhengdao and Sun Sixing doing? Could it be that they knew what they were thinking? She didn't seem to have told Sun Sixing to let him bring the body to the door.
"Miss Feng, you are so forgetful. Didn't you say you wanted to disembowel my wife? I thought we should practice our skills first to avoid any accidents.
Don't worry, Miss Feng, I just got these three corpses from the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. They are all unclaimed death row prisoners. I had burned paper money and incense for them before they came." Sun Zhengdao has a better vision than ordinary doctors.
Guang Guang, as soon as Feng Qingchen mentioned the disembowelment technique, he considered this issue.
As for whether it was against morality to practice with corpses, Sun Zhengdao did not consider it.
In this hospital, countless people die every year due to drug testing, so what does this mean?
"The Imperial Physician Sun is so wise that Qingchen admires him." Feng Qingchen saluted Sun Zhengdao.
She truly admired this Imperial Physician Sun. It was no ordinary person who could think of this. No wonder this Sun Zhengdao could reach the position of head of the Imperial Hospital. His understanding and pursuit of medical skills far exceeded others.
No doctor in this era would even think about dissecting a corpse.
Sun Zhengdao looked serious, but he was secretly proud.
Isn't it just disembowelment? It's so amazing, do you really think I don't understand it at all? Desheng, I make you proud, but I don't believe that you, a girl, can not be afraid of seeing this blood.
Sun Zhengdao had long thought about the possibility of disembowelment, but he had never met anyone who could understand it. He saw that Feng Qingchen seemed to have a lot of research on disembowelment, so he thought of taking this opportunity to learn from each other.
Seeing Feng Qingchen's agreement, Sun Zhengdao immediately called the servants and asked people to carry the body in. "Miss Feng, is there a place in your house suitable for disembowelment?"
Feng Qingchen nodded and asked Zhou Xing to take him to the most remote part of Feng Mansion. He went to the utility room that had been abandoned for a long time. He also carried two tables there with white cloths on them.
Sun Zhengdao saw that Feng Qingchen only arranged Zhou Xing, but he had no intention of going there, so he asked specifically: "What? Miss Feng, you won't go? Miss Feng is afraid, right? Don't worry, when the time comes, we, father and son, will take action, Feng
The girl can just watch from the side."
Although he had never done this before, before coming today, he specifically asked Wu Zuo and borrowed Wu Zuo's knife.
Feng Qingchen blinked his eyes and then laughed.
She wanted to use dissection to show Sun Sixing's power, but she didn't expect that Sun Zhengdao also wanted to use dissection to shock her. They really thought of doing it together.
"Why are you laughing?" Sun Zhengdao was a little annoyed by Feng Qingchen's laughter. He looked at Sun Sixing and asked silently: Did I do anything funny?
Sun Sixing quickly shook his head.
He didn't dare to look at Feng Qingchen since he came in.
He did not agree with his father's behavior of using the corpse to scare Feng Qingchen. After all, he said that Feng Qingchen was his master. This was disrespectful to his master.
Feng Qingchen quickly stopped laughing and said seriously: "I'm sorry, Imperial Physician Sun, Qingchen just remembered something. Ahem... Don't worry, Imperial Physician Sun, Qingchen will pass soon, but before going there, you have to make some preparations."
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"Prepare? Prepare for what?" Sun Zhengdao said unhappily with his eyes crossed.
"Prepare the tools for disemboweling." Feng Qingchen pointed at Sanju's corpse, as if you knew what he was asking.
She can't use her hands.
"I've brought it with me. Miss Feng doesn't need to prepare it." Sun Zhengdao motioned to Sun Sixing and took out the knife that was used by the widow.
Sun Sixing stepped forward awkwardly and called out in a low voice: "Master."
"Good disciple." Feng Qingchen originally wanted to say, don't call him master, but seeing Sun Zhengdao's behavior, she decided that it would be better to be called master.
In this era, the belief of respecting teachers and respecting morality is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. As Sun Sixing's master, she will get more conveniences, and Sun Sixing will not dare to betray her at will.
The price for betraying the master is very serious, and it will become a stain that cannot be washed away forever.
"I'm used to using my own tools, apprentice. I'll wait until the master lets you see the tools he uses. If you perform well, the master will give you a set." After saying that, he asked Zhou Xing to take him over.
"Okay, I want to see what you can come up with, Miss Feng, we are waiting for you." Sun Zhengdao became angry. He didn't believe that a little girl like Feng Qingchen could have such courage.
To be honest, he was a little discouraged.
Feng Qingchen smiled and did not explain. Medicine must be based on facts. No matter how much she said, it could not compare to showing her hands.
Feng Qingchen moved quickly. Zhou Xing had just made arrangements when Feng Qingchen came over wearing a surgical gown and carrying a medicine box, which contained dissection knives.
Sun Zhengdao and Sun Sixing were stunned: "What are you wearing?"
Feng Qingchen's outfit was indeed very strange to ancient people. It was not surprising that Sun Zhengdao asked, but Zhou Xing had long been accustomed to Feng Qingchen's various weird behaviors, so he calmly ordered everyone to retreat and arrange these things.
The servants were guarding the door, not letting anyone in.
Feng Qingchen nodded with satisfaction. With Zhou Xing at home, he would have nothing to worry about.
Feng Qingchen put the surgical box on the table and took out two sets of surgical robes and handed them to Sun Zhengdao and Sun Sixing: "Put them on, this corpse is not a clean thing."
I don't know if this corpse is sick, but even if it isn't, it would be troublesome if it got contaminated by corpse poison or something like that.
Sun Zhengdao and Sun Sixing were confused, and Feng Qingchen had no intention of explaining. He put the clothes into their hands, took out the surgical cap, mask and medical surgical gloves, and put them on neatly one by one.
Not to mention, Feng Qingchen looks quite similar when he is dressed like this. When he wears these clothes, he feels more energetic and really looks like a doctor.
Sun Zhengdao and Sun Sixing felt itchy when they saw it. They didn't say much at the moment and dressed up like Feng Qingchen.
After Sun Zhengdao and Sun Sixing were dressed, Feng Qingchen gave them a thumbs up, indicating that they could start taking action. However, the Sun family father and son did not understand. After Feng Qingchen came back to his senses, he added: "
Doctor Sun, take action."
"Okay." When it comes to medicine, everyone is very serious.
Sun Zhengdao took out the bloody and rusty knives one by one and placed them next to the body.
There was a white cloth placed under the body, and when the knife was placed upward, it became even dirtier.
Feng Qingchen frowned, but didn't say much.
Sun Zhengdao is a senior, and he wants to shock her. If she talks more at this time, the other party will only be unhappy. Besides, they want to give her power, why should she be so kind? If she talks, she will be misunderstood by Sun Zhengdao.
Anyway, there are three corpses, one for each. She will use the facts to prove to Sun Zhengdao to show her authority that she picked the wrong place. If he picks acupuncture or traditional Chinese medicine, it will be about the same...
The corpse was still wearing a prison uniform, and Sun Zhengdao had no intention of taking it off. He made two strokes with the knife horizontally and vertically, hesitating where to cut, and finally thought about it and took off his shirt, and continued to make strokes on the chest with the knife.
with...
Seeing Sun Zhengdao like this, Feng Qingchen had a bad feeling. This corpse was most likely going to suffer some disaster.
Feng Qingchen said silently in his heart: Amitabha! May the Buddha bless you!
Sun Zhengdao spent a long time drawing, and finally decided to cut it in the middle...