Anyone who has stayed in a medical school will have the same feeling: it is spooky, especially the experimental building where human anatomy is taught. If you pass in front of it, there will be a smell unique to the human anatomy building wafting into your mouth.

The smell on the nose is a mixture of alcohol and formalin. Anyone who has smelled it will never forget the story I am going to tell this time. It happened in a certain medical school (the school where Zhu Zhu is studying), and with people.

Closely related to Jielou

Students who study medicine all know that human anatomy classes are taken twice during our schooling. One is a systematic anatomy class, and the other is a local anatomy class. What is the difference between the two classes? The specimens for department analysis are well prepared.

It's ready-made, so you don't need to do it yourself; for the solution of the situation, you have to do it yourself. A complete corpse is placed in front of you, and you have to extract the various parts of its body yourself. Therefore, the solution of the situation is more laborious.

The suffocating smell of the corpse and the smell of decay are really a word that people will never forget for the rest of their lives - stinky!

The protagonist of this story, Ya Mei, used to be my classmate, but now she no longer studies. In our junior year of college together, such a terrible thing happened.

In the first semester of our junior year, we came to the human solution laboratory again for a game solving class. Yamei was assigned to our group. There were seven of us in our group. Among them, only Yamei and I were girls, so we didn’t have to do any dirty work.

Damn it, we just stood by and watched those boys dissecting corpses

It wasn't until about five lessons later that our course came to the anatomy of the breasts. To be honest, Yamei is a very hard-working person. She saw that the boys were not dissecting very carefully, and even cut off some major parts, which made her

She couldn't review properly, so she decided to do the breast surgery herself. Although she worked hard, she was still a little timid, so she roped me in as her assistant.

The dissection began. We carefully incised the skin, then removed the superficial fascia. Finally, with the help of male classmates, we cut off the ribs and exposed the entire chest. We were all very careful, and we didn't want to hurt our hands, but the weather kept coming.

Unwilling to comply, Yamei cut out the two lungs of the specimen. When she was about to cut the aorta of the corpse and remove the heart, it might be because the smell of the internal organs was so strong, and there were other

The dissection work of the eight specimens was also in progress. She was a little dizzy and dizzy. She cut with a knife, but she did not cut off the aorta. Instead, it cut into her own fingers. You know that the scalpel is very sharp and did not cut off the entire finger.

It was a blessing to have her head cut off. There was a deep cut on Ya Mei's hand. Blood seeped out through the medical gloves and dripped straight into the corpse's chest. Some of it even flowed straight into the heart through the cut in the aorta.

go

Yamei was petrified. She stayed beside the operating table, motionless, letting the blood drip down. I pushed her hurriedly until she woke up.

"What...what should I do...I...I lost...a lot of blood..."

"Take her to the school doctor's office quickly to stop the bleeding!" the boy next to me said to me.

"Quick, quick! Let's go wash our hands!"

So, I went to the sink with her, and I helped her take off her rubber gloves. Wow! There was really a lot of blood. Fortunately, the wound on Yamei's hand was not too deep, and the school doctor helped her stop it.

Blood, then apply some potion, tie it with gauze and that’s it! It’s such an eventful year, a good class, it’s like a pot of porridge, Yamei also vowed never to touch the knife again.

Originally, things were over, but terrible things still happened.

A week later, there was another anatomy class. However, when we entered the laboratory, we found that the corpse our group had dissected had disappeared. The teacher in charge thought it had been borrowed by another laboratory, but the students who asked about it all thought that it had been borrowed by another laboratory.

He replied that no one had seen it before! The situation was serious! You said it was a good corpse, but would it run away on its own?

I don't know who said softly: "Is it possible that the corpse has transformed?" But the teacher heard it, and the teacher immediately reprimanded: "Who is deceiving the public with lies? We must have a scientific attitude when looking at things! Whoever talks nonsense again,

I usually fail!!" The teacher's words were indeed effective, and the whole classroom fell into silence. So, where did that thing go?

When it was time to go to bed at night, the "Six Golden Flowers" in our dormitory began to discuss what happened today. Our room beauty, Ru Sheng, said: "Tell me, can it be a zombie? Think about it.

!Ya Mei cut her hand that day, and it seemed like the blood from the specimen was dripping..."

"Ah!!!! It's so scary! Death Rusheng, please don't scare me!" Our most timid Axiu hugged the quilt tightly and complained to our Miss Ru, along with Xiaojing, who had the best relationship with her.

Stare at Ru Sheng

"Ouch! What time is it? Are you afraid of scaring people so much that they can't sleep?" Sister Huan, the president, also complained together.

"Go to sleep! We have classes tomorrow morning! Everyone has panda eyes, aren't you afraid of those boys' jokes?" I said to smooth things over.

In the middle of the night, the wind started to pick up, and I heard some strange sounds. But when I listened carefully, they didn't sound like the wind blowing. I jumped up and wanted to listen more carefully.

"Are you awake too?" A voice sounded in my ear

"Wow!!!! You're scaring a ghost!" It turned out to be Ru Sheng

"We all heard it. It's scary, isn't it?" Sister Huan and the others all got up.

At this time, Yamei said in horror: "Could it...could it be coming for me? What should I...what should I do..." Listening to her voice, she seemed to have cried.

The strange sound sounded again, but this time everyone in the dormitory could clearly hear that it was a person talking.

The man's voice was very hoarse: "It was... you... who woke... me... up... from... my... deep... sleep...... I... like... like...

You... we... we... interact......" Such a terrifying sound penetrated the night sky and pierced our eardrums, making us feel horrified. At the same time as the sound floated over, the unique sound of the Human Solution Laboratory

The smell also drifted into our dormitory. After a while, the whole dormitory was filled with the smell of alcohol mixed with formalin.

"The corpse...the corpse...it's it...it came to me..." Yamei was so frightened that she couldn't speak, and then fainted.

"Promise...promise...I...I...love...you..." The hoarse voice sounded again

The six of us hid in Sister Huan's quilt, shivering together. We really hoped it would be dawn soon! But the luminous alarm clock reminded us that it was only 3:40 in the morning.

The hoarse voice kept ringing outside the window, until the white fish belly appeared in the east. Only then did our nerves relax a little after a night of nervousness. We loosened our tightly held hands, and found that everyone's hands were

wet

"Ugh..." Axiu vomited all over the floor first, and then the other five golden flowers in our dormitory stopped caring about their manners and opened their mouths to vomit.

After cleaning up, it was already half past eight. We found some tissue-like things hanging on the iron bars on the window. There was also some yellow liquid on it, which was unique to the specimen - corpse oil. Alas, it happened.

After such a thing, who would be in the mood to go to class? So we collectively skipped class

At noon, we reported what happened last night to the PLC teacher. At first, they still didn’t believe it and kept saying the same thing: Believe in science and break superstition. However, what the school manager said changed their minds. The school manager said that the area southwest of the school

The woods smelled of formaldehyde last night. I asked the teachers if anyone was littering with "garbage" (referring to the residual tissue dissected by the students). The teachers began to pay attention. They notified the school and sent a few

A technician went to see what was going on. Of course, a few of us followed.

Our school is quite big. In addition to the medium-sized forest, there is also a pond and the forest, which is a good place for lovers to date. Of course, the pond is no exception. We followed the technicians and came to the woods.

Although the smell has weakened a lot, it can still be vaguely recognized as the smell of formalin. We walked forward until we reached the edge of the pond. At this time, a sharp-eyed technician discovered that all the goldfish raised in the pond were floating with their stomachs upside down.

A putrid smell hit us directly from the water

While everyone was wondering, someone said: "Is that thing under the water?"

The technician said decisively: "Catch! With so many dead goldfish, there must be something wrong!"

So a group of migrant workers were brought in, and together they took a large fishing net to fish into the pond. After about two and a half minutes, the migrant workers finally fished "that" out of the water!

The corpse had been soaked in blisters. Although the smell of the potion was not as strong, the putrid smell was stronger. Its muscles were already a little swollen, and the brown skin made by the potion was impacting our eyes. Its cloudy eyes stared.

It was very big, and it was very different from the closed-eyes state on the operating table in the past. The mouth was open in agony, and the chest cavity that we had untied was exposing the organs inside. We girls turned their faces away, no longer feeling

take one more look at it

At this time, a technician said to him: "Hey! Who is so boring? He actually made a joke about this? Is this kind of thing fun? Let our teaching and research office find out, and we will not be lenient! Alas, good specimens are ruined like this. This is not good.

It’s so cheap! Forget it, burn it, it’s useless anymore.”
Chapter completed!