The smell of formalin was like an invisible vine, entwining every inch of air in the dissection room. It tried to penetrate into Shen Ke's nasal cavity, but was blocked by a thin mask.
The light of the shadowless lamp was so bright that it illuminated everything on the stainless steel dissecting table, making it look cold and lifeless.
Lying on the stage was the body of a man, officially recorded as having died in a serious car accident.
The photos from the scene were horrific. The car was smashed like a crushed can and the deceased was thrown dozens of meters out of the car.
However, Shen Ke's hand wearing latex gloves went down from the deceased's bruised chest, caressing the ribs and pressing the abdomen, but his brows became more and more wrinkled.
