Chapter 83: Killer Female Student vs. Scumbag Professor
There was a strong burning sensation in her lungs and throat, as if she would suffocate at any time. There was a blockage in her chest. She punched herself in the chest, and the strange feeling in her trachea finally disappeared.
"But Professor Shen, we haven't contacted her family yet..."
After a long while, a warm voice sounded, like the sound of clear spring water:
"Once you get in touch, remember to notify me as soon as possible."
“Okay, okay!”
The conversation ended there.
Quan Jiu opened her eyes and found everything white in front of her. She lowered her eyes and realized that she was soaked and covered with a pale white cloth.
White cloth?
She dressed up as a recently dead person?
Before I could think about it, I heard the sound of footsteps beside me.
Someone stopped beside her.
She kept her eyes open, quietly waiting for the person to move.
She heard the cold, rustling sound of sharp metal rubbing against each other, as if a poisonous snake was crawling in the grass in the quiet emergency room.
The temperature in the room was very low, she was wearing wet clothes, and her body temperature was dropping rapidly.
Finally, a shadow fell.
Quan Jiu decisively closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
The white cloth was lifted and the surroundings became bright again.
A pair of large, bony hands stroked her collarbone.
Quan Jiu got goose bumps all over his body.
It's so cold.
The man's fingertips seemed to have been soaked in ice water for thousands of years, without any warmth at all.
He stroked Quan Jiu's collarbone, like an obsessed collector who had obtained a rare and unique collection and couldn't let it go.
"What a beautiful skeleton..."
The soft whisper entered Quan Jiu's ears, like the gentle whisper of a lover.
"It will look great if I hang it up..."
The scorching gazes moved over her, and even if Quan Jiu didn't open her eyes, she could imagine the gazes of the people around her.
The air conditioner blew cold air wildly, and a gust of cold wind poured into Quan Jiu's nostrils, making her so itchy that she couldn't help but sniff slightly.
It was this action that made the man in front of him frown.
Quan Jiu didn't know that he had been exposed and continued to play dead.
After a few seconds, I heard a clear and melodious explanation in my ears.
It is a complete collection of detailed anatomy.
"First, we'll cut open the scalp and skull. The tool we should use is..."
A metal instrument rang above Quan Jiu's head!
Quan Jiu: “!!!”
Are you starting the dissection now?
I've only been here for a few minutes and I don't want to die yet!
She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, only to find herself on the operating table, surrounded by pulsating instruments.
Not far from her, a man in a white coat sat on a chair, his gold-rimmed glasses reflecting cold light, and the glasses chain hanging in the air.
The man was holding a stack of documents, and on the small table to his right, a tablet computer was playing basic anatomical theories.
Seeing her suddenly come back to life, the man's expression remained unchanged, without a trace of surprise, as if he had expected this scene.
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
Quanjiu intends to take the initiative:
"Who are you, ah you?"
As soon as she opened her mouth, she was stunned.
She covered her mouth and continued to move her lips:
"Wait, I mean, what's wrong with what I said, ah ah..."
Quan Jiu: “…”
She can only speak two words at a time now?
"Now that you're awake, go out."
The man in the white coat suddenly spoke.
Quan Jiu's gaze fell on his face.
The man was as smooth as jade, with a gentle face and eyes as white as the first melting winter snow. The gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose bridge gave him a touch of elegance and harmlessness.
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