"Teacher Rong, are you ready? The time is almost up."
Assistant Xiao Lin's voice, with a hint of imperceptible nervousness, was transmitted into the dissecting room through the thick lead glass. The light of the shadowless lamp was cold and dazzling, reflecting the stainless steel dissecting table like a mirror. It also illuminated the body that had just been delivered to the table and whose mystery had not yet been completely unveiled.
Rong Kaiyin took a deep breath. The smell of disinfectant and formalin was the most familiar smell in his work. He raised his head, his eyes behind the lenses were calm and calm, showing focus and sharpness that could only be seen when facing work.
"Got it." His voice was low and clear, with an undoubted sense of professionalism.
