179 Accepting Apprentices, the Science of Anatomy

Three bodies!

Judging from the stiffness of the body, he must have died not long ago.

"What are you doing?" Feng Qingchen was not afraid, she was puzzled. What were Sun Zhengdao and Sun Sixing going to do? Could it be that they knew what she was thinking? She didn't seem to tell Sun Sixing to bring the body to her.

"Miss Feng, you are a forgetful person. Didn't you say you wanted to open my wife's stomach? I thought we should practice first to avoid any accidents.

Don't worry, Miss Feng. I just got these three bodies from the prison of the Ministry of Justice. They are all unclaimed death row prisoners. I have already burned paper money and incense for them before I came here. "Sun Zhengdao has a broader vision than ordinary doctors. As soon as Feng Qingchen mentioned the disembowelment technique, he thought about this problem.

As for whether it was immoral to practice on corpses, Sun Zhengdao didn't consider it.

In the Imperial Medical Bureau, countless people die every year from drug trials. So what does this mean?

"Doctor Sun, your opinion is brilliant. Qingchen admires it." Feng Qingchen bowed to Sun Zhengdao.

She truly admired this Imperial Physician Sun. He was definitely not an ordinary person who could think of this. No wonder this Sun Zhengdao could become the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau. His understanding and pursuit of medical skills far exceeded that of others.

When it comes to dissecting corpses, no doctor in this era would think about this aspect.

Sun Zhengdao had a serious look on his face, but he was secretly proud in his heart.

It's just a disembowelment, you make it sound so miraculous, do you really think I know nothing about it? Be proud, I'll let you be proud, I don't believe that a girl like you wouldn't be afraid of this blood.

Sun Zhengdao had thought about the possibility of disembowelment a long time ago, but he had never met anyone who could understand him. Seeing that Feng Qingchen seemed to be quite knowledgeable about disembowelment, he thought of taking this opportunity to learn from him.

Seeing Feng Qingchen agreed, Sun Zhengdao immediately called the servants to carry the body in. "Miss Feng, is there a suitable place in your house to dissect it?"

Feng Qingchen nodded and asked Zhou Xing to take the people to the most remote and abandoned storage room in the Feng Mansion, and to carry two tables over and cover them with white cloth.

Seeing that Feng Qingchen only arranged Zhou Xing, but he himself had no intention of going, Sun Zhengdao specifically asked: "Why? Miss Feng, you are not going? Miss Feng is not afraid, don't worry, when the time comes, we father and son will take action, and Miss Feng will just watch from the side."

Although he had never done this before, he specifically asked the coroner before coming today and even borrowed the knives used by the coroner.

Feng Qingchen blinked and then laughed.

She wanted to use the anatomy to intimidate Sun Sixing, but she didn't expect that Sun Zhengdao also wanted to use the anatomy to shock her. They really thought of the same thing.

"What are you laughing at?" 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 look Feng Qingchen in the eye since he came in.

He did not agree with his father's action of using the corpse to scare Feng Qingchen. After all, Feng Qingchen was his master, and this was disrespectful to his master.

Feng Qingchen quickly stopped laughing and said seriously, "Please forgive me, Doctor Sun. I just remembered something. Ahem... Doctor Sun, don't worry. I will be there soon. But before that, I need to make some preparations."

"Prepare? Prepare for what?" Sun Zhengdao narrowed his eyes and said unhappily.

"Prepare the tools for disemboweling." Feng Qingchen pointed at the three corpses, looking as if he was asking a question you already know the answer to.

She couldn't use her hands.

"I brought it, Miss Feng, there's no need to prepare anything." Sun Zhengdao signaled Sun Sixing to take out the knives used by the coroner.

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 like this, she decided it would be better to be the master.

In this era, the belief of respecting teachers is deeply rooted in people's hearts. As Sun Sixing's master, she will get more conveniences, and Sun Sixing will not dare to betray her at will.

The price of betraying one's master is very serious and will become a stain that can never be washed away in one's lifetime.

"I'm used to using my own tools. Apprentice, wait for the master to show you the tools he uses. If you perform well, he will give you a set." After saying that, he asked Zhou Xing to take him over.

"Okay, I'd like to see what you can come up with, Miss Feng. We're waiting for you." Sun Zhengdao became stubborn. He didn't believe that a little girl like Feng Qingchen could be so courageous.

To be honest, he was a little hesitant.

Feng Qingchen smiled and did not explain. Medicine should be based on facts. No matter how much she said, it would not be as good as showing off her skills.

Feng Qingchen moved quickly. Zhou Xing had just made all the arrangements when Feng Qingchen came over wearing a surgical gown and carrying a medicine box containing knives for dissection.

Sun Zhengdao and Sun Sixing were stunned: "What are you wearing?"

Feng Qingchen's attire was indeed very strange for ancient people. It was no wonder that Sun Zhengdao asked this question. Instead, Zhou Xing had long been accustomed to Feng Qingchen's various strange behaviors. He calmly ordered everyone to retreat and arranged for the servants to guard outside the door and not let anyone in.

Feng Qingchen nodded with satisfaction. With Zhou Xing in the family, there is no need to worry about anything.

Feng Qingchen put the operating box on the table, and took out two sets of surgical gowns 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 or not. Even if it isn't, it would be troublesome if it were contaminated by corpse poison or something.

Sun Zhengdao and Sun Sixing were confused, and Feng Qingchen had no intention of explaining. He stuffed the clothes into their hands, took out a surgical cap, a mask and a medical surgical cover, and put them on one by one.

You know what, Feng Qingchen looks quite serious when dressed like this. When he puts on this outfit, he looks much more energetic and actually looks like a doctor.

When Sun Zhengdao and Sun Sixing saw it, they felt itchy in their hearts, so they didn't say much and started dressing up like Feng Qingchen.

After Sun Zhengdao and Sun Sixing were dressed, Feng Qingchen gave them a thumbs up, indicating that they could start. However, the father and son of the Sun family did not understand. After Feng Qingchen came to his senses, he added: "Doctor Sun, start."

"Okay." When talking about medicine, everyone was serious.

Sun Zhengdao took out the bloody and rusty knives one by one and placed them next to the corpse.

There was a white cloth under the body, and the knife became even dirtier when placed on it.

Feng Qingchen frowned, but didn't say much.

Sun Zhengdao was a senior, and he wanted to shock her. If she said more at this time, he would only be unhappy. Besides, he wanted to intimidate her, so why should she be so kind? If she said more, Sun Zhengdao would misunderstand her.

Anyway, there are three bodies, one for each person. She will use the facts to prove it to Sun Zhengdao, to show her a warning. If he chose the wrong place, it would be almost the same if he chose acupuncture or Chinese medicine's observation, smell, questioning and palpation...

The corpse was still wearing prison clothes, and Sun Zhengdao had no intention of taking them off. He took the knife and made two horizontal and vertical cuts, hesitating about where to start. Finally, he thought about it and took off his shirt, and continued to use the knife to cut the chest...

Seeing Sun Zhengdao like this, Feng Qingchen had a bad feeling that this corpse was most likely going to be in trouble.

Feng Qingchen silently said in his heart: Amitabha! May the Buddha bless you!

Sun Zhengdao wrote for a long time, but finally decided to cut it in the middle...