Chapter 63 - 62: The First Dissection in Ancient Times (Second Update)

Chapter 63: Chapter 62: The First Dissection in Ancient Times (Second Update)

Xu Jing looked amusingly at Little Point, whose face instantly fell, feeling somewhat guilty in her heart. She bent slightly to pat his little head and said, "You’ve worked hard to accompany me today, Chang Xiao. Why don’t you go back home with Chunyang and play for a while?

If you feel bored, you can ask Xianyun to take you home..."

"No!"

The timid Little Point from a moment ago instantly perked up, shaking his little head like a rattle drum, "I’m not bored, really!"

He, he still wanted to sleep with Mom tonight!

Xu Jing smiled helplessly at him.

She was currently at a time where she had to work hard for her livelihood—put simply, it was the startup stage, so she was undoubtedly very busy.

Even if this child followed her all the time, she couldn’t spare much time for him.

Moreover, to prevent her relationship with Xiao Yi from being exposed, she specially instructed Chang Xiao before leaving in the morning not to call her Mom outside.

However, she didn’t know how to explain to him why he couldn’t call her Mom outside, so she could only weakly say, "That doesn’t mean I don’t like Chang Xiao; it’s just that I have things I need to do, and I temporarily can’t let others know I’m your Mom."

Despite being able to keep things to himself, Little Point was just a little child, and the sadness and grievance on his face couldn’t be hidden much. But he didn’t say anything, nodding seriously, "Don’t worry, Chang Xiao won’t cause Mom any trouble."

Thinking this, Xu Jing couldn’t help but rub Little Point’s head again, full of affection, she said, "When I return, if it’s still early, I’ll cook something delicious for Chang Xiao, okay?"

Little Point’s eyebrows raised, and the smile on his face finally seemed genuinely sincere, as he nodded vigorously, "Okay!"

Beside them, Cheng Qingqing finally had the energy to ask a question that had been on her mind all day, "Jing, is this little kid staying at your house now? Won’t his family mind?"

Xu Jing straightened up and smiled, "I met with his family yesterday, and since Chang Xiao likes me, they let him stay at my house for a few days."

After speaking, she didn’t explain further but walked out and got into the carriage that Xiao Yi had sent over.

Leaving Cheng Qingqing unintentionally staring at Xiao Huai’an’s face, she suddenly felt a moment of distraction as she watched.

Actually, the more she looked, the more Little Point’s face somewhat resembled Jing!

They have such affinity that perhaps they truly were a mother and son pair in their past life!

The carriage quickly arrived at the back gate of the county government.

Because of Xiao Yi’s warning, no one dared to talk about the fact that Xu Jing was helping them with the autopsy, and not many people knew about it within the county government either.

Xiao Yi, wearing a robe of raven-colored dark patterns, was already waiting at the back gate. The sky was already dim at this point, and he stood there straight and tall, seemingly blending with the gradually desolate dusk at a certain moment.

Seeing the slowly approaching carriage, he slightly moved his eyes and took the initiative to approach, looking at the woman alighting from the carriage, he said in a low voice, "Have you finished everything?"

This seemingly casual question made Xu Jing subconsciously glance at him, feeling a bit puzzled, but she didn’t show it and simply replied with a "Hmm" before saying, "Let’s get started as soon as possible."

After all, she had promised a certain Little Point she would return as early as possible.

Xiao Yi nodded, turned around, and led the way.

On the way from the back gate to the mortuary, Xu Jing occasionally encountered one or two policemen. Even though they couldn’t help but glance at her, they all remained silent.

It seems Xiao Yi had informed them in advance.

Upon reaching the mortuary from last time, Xu Jing was surprised to find Wu Wuzuo already inside.

Xiao Yi explained, "Chen Hu, after all, is not a professional forensic doctor and can’t help much, so I brought Wu Wuzuo over. Just a few days ago, he found me and said he hoped to have a chance to learn from Miss Xu."

Wu Wuzuo immediately stepped forward, as if having made some major decision, bowed to Xu Jing, and said, "Miss Xu, though I initially became a forensic doctor out of necessity, I’ve been in this profession for most of my life and have a certain pride in my heart.

After witnessing your autopsy firsthand last time, I felt deeply ashamed. I don’t care about my old face this time and hope to learn a thing or two from Miss Xu!"

Xu Jing slightly raised her eyebrows.

Xiao Yi letting him come over indicated he was trustworthy.

But Xiao Yi really knew how to pick the timing; today’s method she intended to use might scare him away.

She didn’t say much either, nodding and saying, "Wu Wuzuo is giving me too much credit. It’s just that for today’s autopsy, you may not be able to help much. Please just stand by and watch."

Wu Wuzuo frowned imperceptibly.

Heavens know how much determination it took for him to decide to learn from a woman!

And this woman said he couldn’t even assist? Though he’s examined bodies for over twenty years, even if he’s never raised pigs, at least he’s seen pigs running!

The girl may have some skill, but her demeanor was really off-putting.

With a less-than-pleased expression, Wu Wuzuo could only respond and step aside since he was here to learn today.

Xu Jing could see what he was thinking but didn’t explain, only smiling slightly as she approached Zhu Dalang’s body.

Some things required witnessing; no amount of explanation would suffice.

Thanks to the ice that was unimaginably piled up around Zhu Dalang’s body, even in the blazing summer heat, it was well-preserved, looking scarcely like it had been dead for long.

According to Chen Hu, Xiao Yi nearly emptied the stock of ice from the wealthier families in this county over these days. If not for their unwillingness, Xiao Yi would have put both Zhu Dalang’s and Mr. Fang’s bodies directly into their icehouses.

Indeed, great resources were at his disposal.

Next to Zhu Dalang’s body, there was a small high-legged table with a tray placed on it, covered with soft cotton fabric. On the tray were exactly the tools Xu Jing asked for—scalpels, dissecting forceps, high-proof alcohol for sterilization, and needles and thread for suturing.

Also, there was an empty tray on another small high table, meant to hold the body parts dissected from the corpse.

Evidently, Xiao Yi’s craftsmen were indeed extraordinary. Though these tools were not as fine as what she used in modern times, their shapes and details were spot on.

She couldn’t help but pick up the scalpel skillfully, examining it closely.

In this unfamiliar era, seeing once-familiar tools that accompanied her through countless battles brought about a sense of nostalgia, like a time long past.

Beside her, Xiao Yi had been watching the lady next to him. Naturally, he didn’t ignore the deep emotion and reminiscence in her eyes, nor the barely contained excitement in them, causing a flicker of light in his own.

In the next moment, her gaze abruptly shifted, a hint of almost unemotional calmness and severity flashed through her eyes, and she said coolly, "Let’s begin."

At the side, Wu Wuzuo looked at the items on the tray, utterly perplexed.

He had wanted to ask those strange tools earlier—what were they for?

Were they to cut open the deceased’s clothes? Wouldn’t simply taking them off suffice rather than specially cutting them open?

As countless thoughts troubled him, Xu Jing had prepared for the autopsy.

Using a gloved hand, she picked up the scalpel and instructed Chen Hu to remove all the clothes from Zhu Dalang’s body.

Then she stepped forward, her hand rose and fell, perfectly proficient in her method, and opened the deceased’s abdomen.