Datang Coroner

Chapter 2152 Extra Story 4 ([-])

Considering that the autopsy process might not be suitable for children to watch, Fu Shiyi decided to teach Pengpeng a lesson after careful consideration.

The content of the course is to talk about the meaning of the work and what the anatomy is for.

She took Pengpeng to visit the mysterious department of Chang'an County Yamen: the autopsy room.

When there is no corpse in the autopsy room, the windows are actually clean.

It's just because the house leads to the ice cellar, so the temperature is somewhat lower.

Thanks to these years of hard work, the autopsy room has many more instruments: a liftable autopsy table, not only a sink, but also the brightest lights. In addition, there are faucets that can be controlled by switches for washing hands.

And the room next door was used to make a special evidence research room-such as the clothes of the deceased, the mud on the shoes, the contents of the stomach, etc.

Also equipped with a high power magnifying glass.

These are lenses made from the purest crystals, bit by bit.

Each piece is extremely expensive.

After spending so many years of jewelry, there is no one that can surpass the utensils she uses.

And in the rows of cabinets by the wall, there are all kinds of gloves, masks, knives, instruments, etc. neatly arranged.

Any obsessive-compulsive disorder can only be comfortable when you walk in.

It can be said that Fu Shiyi built this place with more care than building his own home.

She introduced the uses of these tools to Peng Peng one by one.

Pengpeng was surprised and confused, and asked from time to time: "How can this be used like this?"

"And open people's stomachs, what's it like?"

"What do ribs look like?"

Finally, Fu Shiyi took out a one-to-one replica of the human skeleton model.

She put the skeleton model on the autopsy table, and built a stool for Peng Peng, so that she could stand on the stool and see the entire autopsy table from her own perspective.

Fu Shiyi answered Peng Peng's questions one by one.

Finally, she asked Peng Peng: "What do you think I did?"

Pengpeng was stunned, a little confused by the question, and finally quoted what he heard from others: "Aniang is the author. The author is the person who examines the autopsy."

"Does Pengpeng know what the autopsy is for?" Fu Shiyi continued to ask her.

This time, Peng Peng answered without hesitation: "It's like cutting up people like little mice to see how they die."

Fu Shiyi was amused by his daughter: "That's right. That's true."

Peng Peng was praised and very happy, her little face was flushed.

The next moment, Fu Shiyi changed the subject: "Does Pengpeng think that cutting up a human stomach is the same as cutting up a mouse's stomach?"

Pengpeng hesitated for a while this time before answering: "It should be the same, right? Those brothers will be doing gangsters in the future, but what they cut are all little mice!"

Such a relationship made Peng Peng associate the little mouse with the corpse without hesitation.

And drew an equal sign.

Fu Shi smiled and shook his head: "There are similarities, but there are also differences."

"The little mice were raised by my brothers for research, and then killed. Then they were dissected to see the structure and conditions in their stomachs." Fu Shiyi explained in detail, without any intention of concealing: "But I These people who will be autopsyed are the same as Peng Peng, A Niang, Aye, and everyone else when they are alive. They can talk and laugh."

Pengpeng was already stunned, tears came out of her eyes, and she cried, "Kill the little mouse?"

Fu Shi nodded.

Pengpeng cried even harder.

Fu Shiyi didn't rub her head, but said softly: "Do you think the brothers are cruel? They even killed their own little mouse."

Pengpeng nodded while crying, and began to want to get closer to Fu Shiyi.

Fu Shiyi let her lean on his arm, but didn't move, and continued to explain softly: "My brothers actually don't want to. At first, they couldn't bear it, and were even afraid to do such a thing."

"But does Pengpeng know why they still do it?"

Although Pengpeng felt that those familiar brothers were all bad guys, she couldn't understand this question, so she shook her head.

"Because if they don't kill these mice and use them for research, then when they do their work in the future, they won't know what's in the human stomach, and how to dissect them." Fu Shiyi looked at Bai Shengsheng's skeleton: " Pengpeng, autopsy is not a fun game."

"After a person dies, they will change into many different ways. Some look normal, some look abnormal, and some are even scary. Some smell bad. Or a lot of blood."

"In order to find out the cause of their death, those of us who work as slaves, even if we are afraid and disgusting, we have to bite the bullet. You see, those brothers and I are doing these things with a smile, not because it is funny. But... …We’re not all that happy when we’re doing these things, and we’re going to try not to be that unhappy.”

After dissecting the patient's intestines, looking at the lasagna-like tapeworm inside, and then seeing the noodles, isn't it true that there is no association?
Will do.

They're human too, and they get scalp tingles.

Just had to get used to it.

And to get used to it quickly is how disgusting and disgusting you are-so that once you reach a critical point, you will suddenly feel no disgusting.Sometimes even looking at it, I'm still hungry...

Is this perverted?No, this is just having fun and self-regulation.

Fu Shiyi said softly: "They are doing very meaningful and important things. However, it is still wrong to kill little mice. This is our selfishness as human beings."

Pengpeng looked confused.

"Pengpeng must remember that it is not worth learning from them to kill little mice. They have to do it because they have special things to do. But it does not mean that as long as there are special reasons, they can do so." Fu Shiyi Looking into Pengpeng's eyes: "Pengpeng doesn't understand now, but I can remember this, and I will gradually understand in the future. Okay?"

Pengpeng nodded.

"Similarly, brothers have to learn autopsy from a very early age. You see, the youngest brother in the autopsy academy is only ten years old now. He has to study in the autopsy academy for several years before he can do autopsy and autopsy. He can By cutting open a person's body, we can see something." Fu Shi smiled and wanted to rub Pengpeng, but when she entered the autopsy room, she must not break the rules.

After entering the autopsy room, the hands of the cooperating staff can only touch the corpse and the autopsy tools.

She asked her daughter: "Pengpeng has never learned that he doesn't even know what's in the stomach of a little mouse. Even if he cuts up a little mouse, what can he see?"

Pengpeng was questioned.

She never thought about it.

Then think about it now.It turned out that...she really couldn't.

Pengpeng lowered her head a little embarrassedly, and whispered, "I can't see it."

"So, will Pengpeng do something like this next time?" Fu Shiyi asked with a smile, and at the same time, his eyes had already locked on the bamboo outside the window—the broken branch, it hurts to hit someone.

However, Pengpeng didn't give Fu Shiyi a chance to display his "cooking skills", and his little head shook violently: "I won't do it!"

　Fu Xiaodao preached to Pengpeng, and when I wrote this, I suddenly felt a little emotional: Before I knew it, Fu Xiaodao had really grown a lot.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)