Nightmare Attack

Latest website: This dissected corpse is Shi Xiaoya!

After the surprise, Jiang Cheng gradually calmed down. It was not surprising that Shi Xiaoya would die. After all, she signed the declaration of body donation, although she didn't know it.

But they died so quickly and so miserably that they had never expected.

As if some kind of disguise was seen through, Shi Xiaoya's body began to show more and more changes, and large scratches slowly appeared on her originally white skin.

Especially the two elbows, and the position of the fingertips, are even more torn to blood.

The nails were broken, and a few pieces even turned up, revealing the dark red flesh inside, making people shudder.

The initial guess was confirmed. These scratches proved that she had been trapped in a small space, and her nails were broken because of strong scratching.

Even just looking at it, I can feel the despair of Shi Xiaoya at the time.

It seems that she is the one who was trapped in the morgue in room 9.

Jiang Cheng pushed down according to this line of thinking. What happened should be like this. Due to the small internal space of the morgue, Shi Xiaoya, a petite figure, was the best candidate.

But just after she crawled in and found the register, she was nervous and didn't have time to check it carefully. She mistakenly signed her name on the page of the corpse donation statement sandwiched in the middle.

Immediately, the mutation happened.

The door suddenly closed, immediately trapping her in the morgue.

No matter how hard she struggles, it won't help.

In the end, like a livestock, he was dragged to the anatomy classroom on the 5th floor, and used it as a dead teaching aid for a living anatomy.

The reason why Jiang Cheng must have been alive when Shi Xiaoya was being dissected was because the hands and feet of the corpse were **** with very thin ropes.

The rope is translucent, with a little bit of yellow, it feels like something spit out, you can't notice it if you don't look carefully.

Shi Xiaoya's limbs were fixed to the four corners of the console and opened in big letters.

There were struggling marks on the tied wrists and ankles, and blood had been worn out in several places.

Staring at the excised head, the chest cavity was opened, and the empty corpse inside, Wen Liangshan's mouth twitched, and an untimely sentence suddenly popped out of his mind: it seemed that his body was hollowed out.

Raising his head, Jiang Cheng began to look at the students around him.

The students are all wearing uniform white lab coats and masks on their faces, with only one pair of eyes exposed, so they can't be seen at all.

But Jiang Cheng can still be sure that Gao Yan, Shen Mengyun and Wang Qi are not among these students.

Problem occurred.

Now that Shi Xiaoya was killed here, what about the rest?

Jiang Cheng didn't believe that they were all dead.

Suddenly, the professor Wang Wenli who was giving an explanation slowly straightened up, first reached into his pocket with a gloved hand, took out the phone in his pocket, and stared at the screen.

Jiang Cheng noticed that his mobile phone was a very old type of key press. It was wet and dripping downwards.

After a while, Wang Wenli seemed to get the answer he wanted, then narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head, and said in a very intriguing voice: "Attention, everyone, there are three minutes left, our class is over. Up."

"In order to better digest the knowledge learned in this class, I will leave a few students with poor foundations to help them review the content of this class."

Almost at the same time, all the students nodded and answered: "Yes."

But it was this simple word "good" that could not help but make a few people feel chilly in the hearts of Fatty.

The dozen or so students are exactly the same in their tone, movement, voice, and tone, and they look like a person neatly.

Obviously, there are definitely more than two professors who have problems here, and these students are also afraid...

Another point is that Wang Wenli’s poorly-founded classmates refer to just a few of them.

Compared with the students of these medical schools, their foundation is not a little worse.

Moreover, Jiang Cheng glanced at the phone at the right time, and sure enough, they only had less than 3 minutes left.

It seems that when the time is up, the two professors are about to act on them.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the anatomy room is very depressed, and everyone is waiting.

Jiangcheng and the others were waiting for the opportunity to sign, and the two professors were waiting for the time to "help" Jiangcheng and them with their anatomy lessons. The students...

The fat man swallowed his saliva, his face panicked.

He has a feeling that these students are not in a hurry to leave, they are waiting to see the excitement.

Maybe... there will be an anatomy class later, and I'm not sure.

The material is just a few of them who were left behind.

Thinking of this, the fat man's ham-like legs began to tremble uncontrollably again. He habitually looked at the doctor. This was a man who was good at creating miracles.

In other words, he is the miracle itself.

Jiang Cheng slowly turned around and took a small step towards the table with the registration book. His movements were very small, but even so, he was noticed.

"Where are you going?" Wang Wenli pulled the mask with the hand he had just dissected the corpse. There was a chill in the depths of his eyes, and his voice was cold. Several of you want to stay. Professor Qiu and I will help you make up the missed courses."

Professor Qiu...

Matched with another name in the showroom before.

If I remember correctly, his name is Qiu Xicheng.

"Then it's hard work, professor." Jiang Cheng nodded, but he kept walking and took the second step towards the register very honestly.

Seeing this scene, another Professor Qiu, who had never spoken much, suddenly turned his head, held down his glasses with a rubber gloved hand, and asked loudly, "Did you not hear what Professor Wang said?"

Everyone was taken aback when the incident happened suddenly.

Fatty Huai Yi wanted to help Jiang Cheng, but he didn't know how to help. He was worried that rashly persuading him would only make things more complicated.

There was only less than two minutes left.

Huai Yi clenched the phone tightly, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

With the support of Professor Qiu, Wang Wenli was more confident and continued to say: "This is our classroom, a place to learn knowledge. Since you are here, you must study hard. At least you must abide by the rules here and respect... ..."

"Professor!" Jiang Cheng interrupted him abruptly, saying in a very light but powerful voice: "I admit your superb medical skills, but in terms of obeying the rules, I don't think you are qualified to say me. First of all, you The rules here are not respected."

Jiang Cheng didn't give them a chance to react, and then said: "Just now you pulled the mask with the hand that had just dissected the corpse. This violates the operating regulations of the dissection room. Of course, this is your personal behavior."

"But what makes me most unacceptable is ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I see that the screen of the phone you took out is stuck on the game interface!"

"In such a sacred, solemn, and solemn place, you can still play the game? Do you respect the original owner who voluntarily sacrificed his body for the advancement of medicine?"

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and motioned everyone to look at a sign on the wall.

There are a few lines of black words on the sign, which show solemnity with one stroke and one flick—every body donor is worthy of respect, no matter when, please remember to respect them.

Wang Wenli was speechless for a while.

Professor Qiu saw that his companions were deflated, and he would subconsciously speak out to teach Jiang Cheng, "You..."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at him with sharp eyes. He pointed directly at Professor Qiu's nose and said, "Close your mouth. Now I will talk about you!"

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