In the underground morgue, eight stripped bodies were neatly laid out on the ground.

Their eyes were wide open, there was dried blood on their mouths and noses, and the corners of their mouths were raised.

Chu Xiuning was wearing gloves and a mask, holding a scalpel, with a stern look on his face, as he processed the first corpse.

First cut open the belly of the ancient root seedling. There is a layer of crisp and thin skin, and the sound is like a utility knife cutting through cardboard.

Sure enough, the stomach was filled with layers of straw, which had been soaked through by water and mixed with some minced meat.

This was the food he had eaten before. Without organs to digest it, it could only accumulate in the gaps between the straw. It would remain the same as it had been when he had eaten it before, when he cut it open.

Jiang Ji followed him in and leaned against an empty stretcher bed.

"Vice President Chu, when you are dissecting a corpse, will your mysophobia get triggered?"

"Can you doctors tell patients the sex of the fetus? Was what you did just now considered a violation of regulations?"

"Everything is small, except the determination to give birth to a son."

The last sentence was said in a very light voice, but it was extremely insulting.

The corpse being disemboweled and the other six waiting corpses shuddered three times in anger.

Gu Genmiao's belly was wide open, half of the straw inside had been taken out, and his skin had deflated. He was pretending to resurrect and argue with her, but a scalpel with a silvery white glow had already pierced through his brittle forehead and pinned him to the ground.

Chu Xiuning's gloves were covered with pieces of flesh and blood, and his face looked unhappy. "Can you stop talking?"

Jiang Wu's mouth had already swept around, adding a lot of work to him.

"Oh." There was silence behind him for a few seconds, and then he started again, "Doctor Chu, my last sentence should not have offended you, right?"

Chu Xiuning paused and hummed in silence. Jiang Ji watched him take out all the straw from the stomachs of the corpses one by one and piled it into a smelly haystack. He then called a few nurses to send the processed corpses into the crematorium.

Without the support of straw filling, the bodies quickly drooped like deflated balls and became completely motionless.

The official treatment for people with special abilities is quite good. There is even a crematorium, which provides a true one-stop service.

The bodies were pushed into the incinerator, and there was a crackling sound in the furnace, followed suddenly by cries for mercy and shrill screams.

"Ah! Fire, fire, fire! So much fire! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

"Let me out! It hurts so much! It hurts so much! Let me go!"

The struggle inside was violent, hitting the furnace walls repeatedly, and was swallowed up by the hissing of even hotter flames.

The burning heat hit Jiang Ji in the face, and he could imagine the painful looks on the bodies as they were twisted and deformed in the furnace.

Chu Xiuning heard the faint laughter and turned his head slightly. The girl's eyes were dark and bright.

"It's so interesting. Only when the fire burns themselves do these people know to beg for mercy and be afraid."

These corpses were devoid of flesh and blood and were rather dry, and soon burned into a pile of bone residue.

Chu Xiuning swept out the bone fragments, crushed them into powder, divided them into eight equal parts, put them in a jar, turned around and handed them to her.

"This one will be sent to the Gu family, and these will be sent to the village for pregnant women in their third trimester to take three times a day, morning, noon and night."

"This portion is for Wang Lichun. Ask her to make it for the baby."

Here, only she and Chu Xiuning knew the terrain of the entire village.

His face was slightly pale, and it looked like he had lost a lot of mental strength.

Chu Xiuning also has to go to the laboratory to make a new batch of anti-curse medicine.

Jiang Ji reached out and took it, "Okay."

She took the elevator back to the first floor lobby of the hospital. It was still daytime and everyone else was busy making preparations.

Li Bo and Wang Lichun sat in front of the revolving door, helpless as they looked at the baby in the basket.

"Waaaaaaa! Waaaaaa! Waaaaa!"

The baby was still crying, and his voice was obviously much weaker than before.

The baby's dirty and thin swaddling clothes had been replaced with a clean quilt from the hospital.

Most people here are single, and the oldest one, Yi Xiaonan, doesn't have any children. No one is good at taking care of babies.

Moreover, most of the medical staff here are non-combat professionals and have little combat capability to deal with risks.

Wang Lichun volunteered to take on the task of care because she was afraid that the baby might do something strange or dangerous.

There is no shortage of milk powder in the hospital, as it is supplied by those with special abilities who come to visit the patients, as well as those left by their employers who come to pay their respects to those injured at work.

But the "baby" was not interested in human milk powder and milk. He was taken away by the Gu family father and son who arrived just after he was born and before he had time to finish eating the cocoon shell to supplement his nutrition. Now he is crying with hunger and no one can comfort him.

Weird diets are weird only for humans, and staying hungry all the time is not a good idea.

Jiang Ji and Chu Xiuning both felt that [Perfect Clearance] was probably related to the baby they had snatched back.

The milk powder that had been prepared previously had already gone cold, so Jiang Ji went to prepare a cup of freshly prepared bone powder.

I don’t know if it was because of the smell of bone powder, but the baby was twisting restlessly and shaking off the charred powder.

"Let me do it." Wang Lichun took it, felt the temperature of the bone powder, and then fed it into the baby's mouth little by little with a syringe.

The baby finally stopped crying and sucked the needle eagerly.

Most of the bone powder flowed out from all parts of the body and soiled the quilt. Fortunately, there were many quilts in the hospital.

"Li Bo, please go get me another bed." Wang Lichun ordered without any courtesy.

Li Bo didn't want to get close to the strange baby at all, so he quickly got up and left after hearing that.

Jiang Ji put down the jar of bone powder and said, "You are quite patient."

Wang Lichun's hand was tired from lifting, but her other hand was still in a plaster cast, so she couldn't switch hands. "I'm afraid you'll laugh at me, but my hometown is a remote village in Wuchuan City, and my mother was once one of the baby girls abandoned on the roadside.

She was the fourth girl in the family. If she had not been picked up by an old scavenger, she would have been taken away and eaten by a stray dog.

My grandfather raised her little by little by picking up bottles, penny by penny. Her family lived in the same village and never came to visit her once.

As my mother grew up, several uncles came to our house and wanted to take her away and marry her to a tuberculosis-stricken man whom she had never met.

It was that shabby old man who risked his life with a kitchen knife that scared them away. My grandfather gave all his savings to my mother, saying that these people would not give up if they failed once, so she should run far away and never come back.

The night my mother ran away, my grandfather limped