Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  The quiet eyes on the left regained their color, Zhou Yi stopped eating, and Guo Jingjing struggled with a full face. They were all drawn to the man in the middle without saying a word.

  "It's okay to want to do well, but don't rush. 'Haste makes waste', we learned that in junior high school." Yang Zongbao said as he removed the ribcage from the corpse.

  The sky had already brightened up, and many classmates had arrived for class. At first, no one noticed what was happening in this classroom, but later on, more and more people took notice. Due to the limited number of teachers or because they wanted students to experience it firsthand, few teachers would completely dissect a corpse as a demonstration. After all, each corpse is different, and the workload is enormous. Since it's for display purposes, usually only four limbs are dissected, with one pair of upper and lower limbs dissected down to the bone, while the other side only has the skin peeled off to show blood vessels, nerves, and muscles. Moreover, the blood vessels and nerves are all the same color, so if you're not careful, it's easy to get them mixed up. The internal organs are all separate, and can be taken out and put back in at any time, just like a child's building blocks.

  The head is the same, including the scalp, with one side dissected down to the bone and half of the skull cap opened to expose the brain convolutions, while the other side retains the muscles and has the skin peeled off.

  In addition, the skin and muscle layers that had been soaked in formalin were not very clear, the skin was thin and tough, with a pungent smell, making it difficult for someone to remain calm for a long time.

  The classroom was soon surrounded by three layers of people outside the third layer, which is a rare high-tech on-site dissection that can be seen in several years.

  No one spoke up, even if they did, they would be immediately stopped by the people next to them, because Yang Zongbao was quietly explaining all the steps to Zuo Anjing, including many of his own opinions.

  Because his students had all run away, some teachers also ran over to see what was happening. Some were in awe, while others were disdainful. That's natural, as everyone thinks differently. All of this was imperceptibly excluded from Yang Zongbao's ears.

  For a long time, from morning to 10 pm, Yang Zongbao stood with his waist bent, only occasionally standing up straight and stretching his waist. Every time this happened, Zuo Anjing would subconsciously wipe the sweat for Yang Zongbao.

  Guo Jingjing saw their interaction and always clenched her fists, but as a teacher, she couldn't be as unscrupulous as Zuo Anjing.

  The people who came to watch dispersed and then gathered again. The crowd changed batch after batch, but the few people standing in the front never moved, and as long as Yang Zongbao stood there, they also stood still.

  The autopsy is still ongoing, and even Zhou Yi, who was standing on the side, felt exhausted. Who would have thought that Yang Zongbao, who was bent over, had such a large workload? Having experienced his physical condition himself, he wasn't any stronger than him, so why could he persist for so long?

  Feng Yuxiang was supposed to come and complete the dissection today, but as soon as he entered the classroom, it was like this. He had originally planned to look at jokes, but unexpectedly, he himself felt embarrassed to dissect and finish his homework here. After all, the contrast was too strong. If he dared to move a knife in this classroom at this time, he would definitely be despised to death. Originally, he thought that the gap between him and Yang Zongbao was not very far, or he thought he was slightly better. Now it seems that it's completely not the case. It must be that Yang Zongbao has a very good family background and has practiced a lot to achieve today's results. If he himself had such a good family background, he would definitely be like Yang Zongbao, no, he would definitely surpass him. Moreover, now Zhou Yi...

  Feng Yuxiang saw Zhou Yi looking at Yang Zongbao with a face full of admiration, and just the other day Zhou Yi had looked at him in the same way, but he had used that fool's money, however now...

  Feng Yuxiang clenched his fist tightly and pounded the wall, leaving. Everything was Yang Zongbao's fault; if it weren't for him, his life wouldn't have changed.

  The thick smell of sweat and formalin filled the air, making people feel nauseous. But everyone was still staring intently at Yang Zongbao.

  Under the fluorescent light, a handsome young man's shadow beside the corpse may be imprinted in some people's minds for their whole lives.

  Yang Zongbao was unaware of what was happening on the other side, he just felt his body aching all over, it really wasn't worth acting impulsively.

  When the last knife finally fell, applause erupted around him.

  "Master, I admire you too much." Zhou Yi exaggeratedly made a gesture of holding his heart like Xi Zi.

  "Thanks, Yang," Anqi said shyly.

  "Take a rest." Guo Jingjing was still reeling from the blow, and Yang Zongbao's move had truly made him speechless; apart from telling him to take a break, he didn't know what else to say.

  "What's the time now?" Yang Zongbao suddenly asked.

  "Already 10 o'clock? What's wrong?" asked Guo Jingjing.

  "It's all over." Yang Zongbao quickly took off his clothes and ran away.

  Only a group of people were left taking notes, and the specimens of corpses are not common. Although some are rough, they have already reached the level of teaching, more importantly, this was completed in over 10 hours. People in the industry know that it is impossible to complete, although it is the most basic skill, but some people may be able to do it in 10 days, and some may take half a month, which involves an issue of acceptance ability. All industries are the same, after all, only a few can make it to the forefront.

  Yang Zongbao stepped out of the teaching building and called Yu Tiennan, saying that he was late and felt sorry. Unexpectedly, Yu Tiennan's response was that he knew what Yang Zongbao was doing and was right in the anatomy teaching and research office, watching him run out.

  Yang Zongbao waited for a few seconds at the door before Yu Tienan rushed out and joined him.

  "I heard someone was dissecting a corpse today, didn't expect it to be you."

  "It's just dissection, no big deal." Yang Zongbao said nonchalantly.

  Yu Tie Nan was thoroughly speechless, this guy had no idea what kind of shocking and unconventional thing he had done. He had heard that someone was extremely skilled at dissecting corpses, so he came to take a look out of curiosity, but didn't expect it to be this guy. He was truly shocked to death on the spot. Thinking about his appointment with his grandfather tonight, he couldn't bear to disturb him and just stood by and watched until the end. He also had a deep feeling, and gained a comprehensive understanding of the human body. At first, he had an attitude of waiting, but didn't expect that in the end, he would be led into it by this guy. He was truly too indecisive.

  "Go quickly, I'll drive over." Yu Tiernan pushed Yang Zongbao and they left.

  "So late and still going?" It wasn't that Yang Zongbao didn't want to go, but mainly because he was afraid of affecting the old couple's rest time.

  "It's okay, on Friday, my grandfather will sleep in later." Yu Tiernan didn't know why he was so enthusiastic about introducing Yang Zongbao to his own grandfather, nor did he know what kind of mentality he had.

  "Is this your car?" Not long after, the two old men found Yu Tienan's car in the school parking lot. As soon as Yang Zongbao entered, he asked.

  "Hmm, how's that? I don't usually drive it, just on Fridays when I go home. I don't like squeezing onto public transportation, and taxis are no good either with so many people in them, plus they're dirty." Yu Tiernan felt a bit proud, after all having a car as a student was pretty cool.

  "I don't like Japanese cars, they're not crash-tested." Yang Zongbao said with a smack of his lips.

  "You're so tacky." Yu Tie Nan couldn't think of anything to say, so he blurted out this sentence. Japanese cars are low-end, of course, the iron skin is not durable, but those over 200,000 yuan are not bad. Most importantly, they save gas! Forget it, there's no point talking about these things with that country bumpkin.

  As they walked further and further away, the two men became more and more isolated, having already left the city behind.

  Yang Zongbao looked at him with a suspicious gaze, crossing his arms and said: "What do you want to do? I'm a good man from a respectable family, walking in such a remote place. Do you think you can take advantage of me first and then kill me?"

  Yu Tie Nan's head almost hit the steering wheel, and he roared at Yang Zongbao: "You stinky corpse, do you think I'd be interested in you?"

  "You're only interested in me because I don't have a corpse-like complexion? You beast." Yang Zongbao was having more and more fun, and pretended to be pitiful: "You should be gentler."

  "I'm going to your place, old man likes women." Yu Tie Nan felt his blood pressure rising.

  "I knew you liked women, I was just joking." Yang Zongbao immediately sat up straight with a serious expression.

  "You..." Yu Tie Nan swallowed his anger.

  The car passed the first toll gate on the highway and turned right, driving onto a narrow cement road that could only fit one vehicle. After about 15 minutes of driving, it entered a courtyard surrounded by stacks of green bricks.

  Yang Zongbao saw an old man scolding a vegetable field as soon as he got off the car.

  That spirit is still worth mentioning, one word - good.

  The old man also noticed someone coming in, Yang Zongbao gave him a thumbs up: "You're awesome."

  "Haha, you've got a good eye for this, kid." The old man zipped up his pants and lewdly approached Yang Zongbao, saying: "You're over 80, not bad at all."

  "Hmm, it's not simple, that morning..." Yang Zongbao also raised a finger.

  "Of course, one pillar holds up the sky, haha...". The old man was extremely pleased with himself.

  "Grandpa." Yu Tienan stopped the car and heard this old and young man's obscene conversation, really didn't want to let them continue like this without restraint, lest the neighbors hear it and don't know what happened.

  "Oh, Xiao Yuzi, is this the little friend you wanted to introduce me to?" Mr. Yu immediately realized that Yang Zongbao was the classmate that Yu Tie Nan had called back to introduce earlier, but this kid has a pretty sharp tongue!

  "Uh, his name is Yang Zongbao, and he wants to ask for your advice on traditional Chinese medicine," Yu Tiennan explained.

  "Uh-huh, young people are really good at learning...". Before he could finish speaking, he noticed Yang Zongbao's gaze darting to the right side of the ground.

  "Is that the one Grandpa Yu raised?" Yang Zongbao swallowed his saliva, and in the corner cage was a white-lipped green tree python as thick as an infant's arm.

  "Really? You want to eat?" asked Old Master Yu.

  "A bit, heh heh, snake meat is delicious. This poisonous snake head is especially good to eat. This white-lipped bamboo viper is even more delicious." Yang Zongbao said with a lick of his lips.

  "Yang Zongbao..." Yu Tiennan's eyebrows furrowed as soon as he heard it, the old man loved snakes the most, and used to specialize in researching snake medicine. This white-lipped bamboo leaf green snake was not allowed to be touched by family members, and was fed by the old man himself. This snake was a major contributor to Grandpa's secret recipe, with an economic value that cannot be estimated. Now that Yang Zongbao has set his sights on this snake, he will definitely displease the old man, so... that's why Yu Tiennan spoke out to stop him.

  But unexpectedly, Old Master Yu burst out laughing: "Not bad, you have a good eye for things, picking out my most expensive one at once. However, I won't let you eat it, or else you'll be having the oil vegetable snake tonight, that one I've raised for a long time and is extremely fat."

  Yu Tie Nan almost fell off his glasses. Was that really his grandfather? When did he become so nice to talk to? What's good about Yang Zong Bao, that little brat?