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Chapter 1239 1224. The Large Intestine Is Yours (5/5)

Chapter 1239 1224. The Large Intestine Belongs to You (55)

Except for the unlucky Wang Bo who was named, no one else was willing to step forward.

The dissection of fresh corpses is too heavy.

Atulu snickered. He stood comfortably outside, farthest from the dissecting table.

The instructor had no choice but to call names one by one: "The last one wearing glasses is talking about you, stand forward."

The last one wearing glasses is the sweet man, this guy deliberately pretended to have a pair of eyes.

Hearing what the instructor said, he calmly took off his glasses and continued to pretend that he didn't hear him.

The instructor was so angry that he took off his mask and threw it over: "The one you hit, come here!"

The sweet man came over frustrated and stood beside Lao Wang.

Wang Bo asked: "Instructor, there are female students from the medical school here, will we block them?"

The instructor said: "It's okay, they don't need to take anatomy class, they have already taken it."

After the students stood up, the instructor continued to lecture: "As I said before, under the supervision of the police, the corpses of abnormal deaths will be sent to the forensic doctor for anatomy and pathological tests."

"The purpose of this is to make a definite, scientific investigation into the cause of death, to clarify whether there are signs of murder or manslaughter, but you also need to have a certain understanding of anatomy."

The instructor waved to a few medical students while talking, but he didn't order anything, and these students took the initiative to bring a few large glass bowls over.

Immediately, Wang Bo couldn't open his eyes anymore. For the first time, he knew that formalin had sharp eyes.

The instructor held a sharp scalpel and dissected the corpse from the front chest to the lower abdomen.

This corpse is indeed very fresh, the blood has not been completely coagulated, and there is a paste-like blood coming out immediately.

The sweet man didn't respond, and said, "I've seen this stuff a lot on the battlefield."

Wang Bo shrugged: "I've seen too many."

Hearing this, the sweet man's expression changed immediately, Lao Wang said with a smile: "Don't think too much, I have seen a lot in the ranch, I have a big ranch, where cattle and sheep are slaughtered every day."

Others were not so lucky, Lao Wang had already heard the sound of retching.

The instructor skillfully peeled open the skin of the chest, then took out the internal organs and introduced them to them.

The owner of this corpse was very fat when he was alive. After the instructor pulled the skin away, he could see a thick layer of yellow fat underneath. Lao Wang also felt a little nauseous, but cattle and sheep don't have such a thing.

After the organs were dissected, the instructor did not put them directly into the formalin solution, but put them on a balance for weighing.

It's all about weighing, he seems to be deliberately disgusting the group, watching all kinds of things over and over again, of course, it may also be for teaching needs.

When the liver was reached, the instructor took it out and said, "Look, this is a standard fatty liver, so the students who are overweight here must pay attention, they must lose weight, otherwise the liver will become like this, isn't it scary?"

A French trainee moaned: "Damn it, I swear I will never eat foie gras in my life!"

When the instructor heard this, he directly pulled him to the front. The student was about to cry. The instructor's gloves were dripping with blood, and there was a bloody handprint on his white coat.

After pulling it over, he handed the liver to the student and said, "Come, take a closer look, then weigh it, take a sample, and tell what you found."

The student had ten minutes of observation time, and the instructor continued to dissect, and then, like a tug-of-war, pulled out the intestines, large intestine, small intestine, duodenum, and so on.

Sadly, Wang Bo got a large intestine. He wanted to dissect it to see what was inside, and then analyze what the deceased ate in the last stage of his life.

What can be in the large intestine? It must be shit!

Seeing this, the student assigned to the liver earlier felt a lot more psychologically balanced.

Wang Bo also felt psychologically balanced afterwards, because the remaining students saw even worse things.

The belly was already empty, and the instructor began to tidy up the throat. After cutting it open, he used the blade to expand it to both sides, and asked the students to stretch out their hands to pull it.

In this way, he fixed the pulled skin with steel clips, exposing the throat to the group of people.

Finally, someone couldn't help but vomit.

The instructor pointed to the trash can and said, "You have two minutes to vomit. If you exceed this time, you can stay here for an extra ten minutes after you miss class for one minute, and stay here for tutoring."

As soon as these words came out, the two students who vomited quickened their speed, while the other students who felt it suppressed it abruptly.

But it was a waste of time, the instructor behind took out the chainsaw, fiddled with it twice, and started attacking the corpse like a chainsaw madman.

Chainsaws are for bones, especially skulls.

Wang Bo smiled wryly and said, "Instructor, don't you need to mobilize the crowd like this? This is a bit disrespectful to the corpse."

When questioned by him, the instructor was not angry, and said with a smile: "In fact, for this corpse, the dissection of the head is the most important, because the biggest suspicion now is that he died of a severe head injury."

Someone asked: "But, his head looks normal."

The instructor asked two students to prop up the upper body of the corpse and show everyone the back of his head: "Look, what's here? You can't see it, can you? Feel it with your hands."

Everyone stretched out their hands to feel it, and Wang Bo felt that the tentacles were soft, and the back of this person's head was a bit strange.

"This is the result of bone crushing in the skull. According to my judgment, the back of his head has become a mass of paste. The deceased was found at the scene of the car accident. Obviously, his head hit a hard object. "

"In this case, the entire brain must be dissected out for a detailed inspection. Everyone stand back and be careful not to be sprayed with brains."

As soon as the instructor said this, the group of people suddenly changed their expressions and backed away.

Seeing this, the other forensic doctors laughed and said, "Can you still learn something from such a distance? Or come and learn from us."

The students felt embarrassed and gathered around again.

The instructor was just scaring them, how could it be possible to splash their brains out? That's the real insult to a dead body, and they don't do that.

Wang Bo finally survived the one-night forensic science course.

They didn't leave until twelve o'clock in the evening. Before leaving, the instructor said, "From now on, you don't have to stay up so late. The next class will be the morning after tomorrow."

The group breathed a sigh of relief, Atulu said with a wry smile: "I thought this course had to be taken at night."

The instructor shook his head and said, "How could it be? The reason why the first class is held tonight is according to the tradition. I have to show you off, and the classes will not be so intense in the future."

The medical students laughed, and the students looked at each other in blank dismay: Isn't this instructor too sincere? But what kind of traditions are there in the police academy? From the moment they entered the school gate, they were scolded enough.

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