Plague Doctor

This is not Gu Jun's first visit to the deconstruction room.

Previously, a day or two before the final dissection, the teacher assigned these boys to work here during the after-school hours and move the remains of the dissection called "General Teacher" to the refrigerated storage bin at the lab dissection table.

Legends have always spread about this place, and it's not true what medical dogs do in the middle of the night to carry corpses and what comes here to sleep and practice gallbladder.

For their medical dogs, the alarm threshold has long been raised by various human specimens, experimental animal bodies, and walking into the morgue doesn't feel particularly horrible. There used to be even classmates eating breakfast while standing at the anatomy table watching others operate the anatomy.

It's not Gu Jun, it's not Cai Zixuan. Although they like to maximize the value of experimental animals, they treat silent general teachers. There's never been half a play or blasphemy, only respect and seriousness.

During the silence ceremony before the first autopsy class, Gu Jun shed tears. He knew that the teachers in general were either from the donor of the remains or from an uninclaimed body. At that time, he remembered his parents whose whereabouts were unknown.

On the way to the morgue now, Gu Jun clearly felt the atmosphere was different.

There were more faces along the corridor. Though they were also wearing white coats and medical masks, they didn't look like school personnel —— they were wearing uniformed black military boots, walking and banging, like stepping on people's minds, very heavy.

And these people didn't even look at Jun, they just walked straight through.

“Who are these guys?” Xu Hai looked at his companions questionably, Cai Zixuan was about to scratch his head, equally he did not know.

But Gu Jun saw another group of people coming down the hall and suddenly realized, "It's the body transporter. ”

Cargo man? The name emerged from his heart and spoke of an exit, with a strange one that he could not make clear to himself.

Tsai Zixuan also saw that the black army boots pushed a transport truck, each with a rectangular storage tank painted with white paint, like a coffin. Far away, the strong formalin smell has stung their eyes uncomfortable.

The four of them stood aside and let the convoy go first.

Just like those people, these people walked by without looking at each other, as if they didn't exist.

But this is indeed the first time they have seen a "corpse transporter”.

What the hell is going on? Xu Hai and Zhang Hao muttered and discussed.

Even at Dongdae, the school's general teacher resources are very strained for a long time, with strict teaching rations, and each remains has a clear and precise purpose before entering the school, no more or less. Now all of a sudden, there's going to be a city tournament, and all 12 Pioneer Cup students are going to need anatomy training, which of course requires extra general teachers to support it, so these carcasses will show up.

“This reasoning is reasonable, it's just...” Gu Junlan, it always felt like this wasn't all...

His mind suddenly felt like it had been devoured by lightning, and the clouds were broken, and he wondered why! On these people, half their faces covered with masks, he felt the same shade of cold as the man who followed him.

Who are these guys...?

After a while, the convoy of dead men pushed an empty car back and walked again, and the long white grooves were gone.

Gu Jun deliberately measured these people carefully, but still couldn't see anything.

“Let's go, let's go.” Xu Hai urged everyone to hurry up, "we came at a good time. ”

You know, the quality of teachers is generally different. Many of the remains came from the scene of a tragic accident, some broken into sections and some swollen into clumps. Just like Gu Jun and his clinical class 3 had dissected a body, the organs inside were all rotten, obviously internal injuries caused by a serious car crash.

However, if anatomy is to be learned well and quickly, high quality remains are indispensable.

Thus, there has always been an unannounced battle between the class and the class, between the group and the group. These boys, who are responsible for moving the bodies, of course, always assign high-quality general teachers to their own teams.

Have a well-structured head on the anatomy table, not to mention how many people envy it.

But it's not always good luck, and teachers redistribute.

And now there are five of them, plus six of Gu Jun, who actually have the chance to dissect a whole teacher! Just in time for the corpse transporter to bring in the general teacher fresh. Xu Hai walked while hiding his excitement: “We have to pick the perfect body, such a rare opportunity. ”

That's right, it's a rare opportunity. Gu Junxin thought that as long as the remains of deformities could be found, he could accomplish that difficult task.

“We should have chosen a deformed remains.” It's not a bad idea, "he said.

“Right, right, right.” Tsai Zixuantong nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "If there is a deformity, choose deformity. ”

Xu Hai and Zhang Hao Run, of course, also understood that Tu Hao Jun was right at last once. Although the integrity is good, deformities are the most precious.

In the conversation room, four people came to the front desk outside the body storage room, which finally met a familiar face, front desk administrator Choi, a middle-aged man with a beer belly, with a full face of oil, looking like a butcher in a language book accompanied by "Fan Jin Zhong Liu".

“Teacher Choi.” Xu Hai argued to negotiate, "the ancient teacher sent us. ”

“Yes, I know. Professor Ancient said hello.” Old Choi doesn't even look up at the phone and play with the fun, "you go in yourself, I won't help you anymore. Old school, new arrival today, all remains are available. ”

“Teacher Choi, what did those corpse transporters do?” Gu Jun asked.

“I don't know.” Old Choi didn't have the guts to say, “A man with a bad face, what can he do? If he has the guts, he won't do the job. ”

Gu Jun is silent, that's not necessarily true, for example, most administrators are ordinary people, but some librarians are powerful.

Xuhai over there has hastily opened the iron door of the storage room and is urging them to hurry up. Gu Jun followed him in.

Even though they all wore tight masks, they were struck by a very choking formalin odor.

The storage room is very spacious, and the surrounding walls are filled with clutter of all kinds, with discarded instruments, dusty tables and chairs, and commonly used trolleys. These clutter piles are blocked by windows, the outside light does not come in, and the light tubes on the ceiling are dark.

In the middle of the storage room, two different storage tanks are neatly arranged. The original ones in the school were stainless steel storage tanks, each dusty and placed in the back; the ones in front were the newly arrived white paint storage tanks, leaving only walking and handling space between each cabinet.

At first glance, there are fifty white paint storage tanks.

“Alas...” Cai Zixuan couldn't help but sigh. This is the 50 people who lived.

Gu Jun frowned and looked at these white trolleys. There was a strange agitation in his heart...

“Hurry up, Ancient Teacher. They're still waiting.” Xu Hai led the way up to a white paint storage tank in the middle of the front row. He and Zhang Haoran stood together and grabbed the handle of the storage tank cover and simultaneously lifted it up. At once, a strong odor mixed with formalin flavor burst out.

The two of them looked at the general teacher in the storage tank and shouted at each other, "Huh?” “Check it out. ”

Gu Jun walked up suspiciously and looked into the shadowy storage tank.