Rebirth: A Female Forensic Doctor

The initial examination and anatomy of the mummy came to an end here. Feng Lao was about to do the finishing work when Ye Fan suddenly held his hand.

Mr. Feng looked up at her doubtfully.

"Master, I just seemed to see something in the heart of the mummy's chest." Ye Fan said in a hesitant and uncertain tone. In fact, she did 'see' it, but she didn't see it with her eyes.

Mr. Feng had just examined it very carefully. As the father of forensic medicine, he had great confidence in himself.

However, he did not hesitate at all, and immediately picked up the tools again, reopened the chest of the mummy, and examined it more carefully again.

It is not only the meticulousness of the autopsy work, not letting go of any possible details, but also the infinite trust in Ye Fan.

However, he checked again and found nothing strange. He even moved an electron microscope and examined it carefully under the electron microscope.

"Fan Fan, come here." Feng Lao stood up and handed the tool in his hand to Ye Fan's hand. He still did not check for abnormalities in his heart, but he did not deny her.

"Master..." Ye Fan held the scalpel and looked at Mr. Feng's encouraging and trusting eyes. His heart felt so weak that he tightened his hand on the scalpel and nodded his head.

Feng Lao got out of the way, and Ye Fan took the tool and followed the route she had just explored.

The heart is located above the diaphragm and between the mediastinum. It looks like a peach and is composed of myocardium. It has four chambers: left atrium, left ventricle, right atrium, and right ventricle.

Ye Fan's pupils were slightly narrowed, his eyes were deep and sharp, and the scalpel was gently swiped from the apex of the heart at a tricky angle like the breeze blowing through the willows. It was an extremely shallow knife. In the eyes of others, the blade did not even touch the heart.

.

Although Feng Lao was getting younger, his sharp eyesight was still there. When he saw the knife she made, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good."

This knife is so fast, accurate, and beautiful that even he may not be able to do it.

Yes, it's beauty.

When it comes to autopsy, everyone's first impression is that it is bloody and disgusting. Don't you know that most forensic doctors have a heart for pursuing the beauty of anatomy?

After being praised by his master, Ye Fan's hand was still steady, and he slashed with his backhand again, like making a cross, and then withdrew the scalpel.

"Huh?" Mr. Feng not only noticed Ye Fan's knife skills, but also paid attention to the place where she cut. When she put away the knife, she immediately moved the electron microscope over, adjusted the focus, and looked through the eye of the mirror. The apex of her heart was clearly visible.

, a foreign object that was as thin as a hair even under an electron microscope caught his eye.

"There is indeed something, Fanfan, you did a good job." Mr. Feng praised excitedly, while looking at the electron microscope, he said: "I'm here to help you, you take out the foreign object, be careful."

"Yes, Master." Ye Fan's eyebrows curved, but he did not refuse. He selected the most suitable tool from the tool box and carefully reached over.

The wisp of foreign matter was so subtle that it was difficult to see it under an electron microscope, let alone the naked eye.

Ye Fan relied on her advanced cultivation and no one could notice it here, but she quietly let go of her consciousness. In front of her eyes, no matter how subtle the foreign object was, it could not escape her eyes. It was even clearer than what could be seen through an electron microscope.

The foreign object looked like a small insect, it could move and was covered in blood.

Under the electron microscope, Mr. Feng saw that Ye Fan's tool had accurately reached under the apex of his heart, but he paused before catching the foreign object. His inexplicably clenched heart suddenly relaxed, and he said: "Go a little further.

,Yes, okay, clamped..."

Taking a small sealed tube, Ye Fan put the foreign object in it. To others, it looked like she was holding air, and the glass tube looked empty, as if she had just made an empty tube.

Actual performance.

Mr. Feng took a look at the small tube and put it away properly. However, he did not continue the finishing work. Instead, he looked at Ye Fan, as if silently asking, are there any other findings?

The burning in her eyes made Ye Fan dumbfounded. She shook her head silently. She felt that his master could no longer describe her as satisfied, and she felt a little guilty in her heart. She was really not as powerful as the master thought, but she just used it.

Just a little 'cheating'.

Mr. Feng didn't feel disappointed either, and the master and apprentice finished the finishing work on the mummy.

Ye Fan originally wanted Mr. Feng to rest for a while, but he immediately called Ping Kui to start the examination of the second mummy.

Although the condition of the eighty-one mummies is estimated to be the same, Mr. Feng is by no means the kind of person who takes things for granted. Adhering to the principle of investigating the cause of death when encountering the deceased, every one must be carefully examined. This is a

A very huge project.

After all, Feng Lao was getting older, and every time he inspected a body, it would consume a lot of his energy and physical strength. Therefore, starting from the third body, Ye Fan took the main position forcefully and pushed her master to the assisting position.

Although Mr. Feng was very principled, he was not stubborn. Moreover, his confidence in his disciple soared and he happily took a back seat.

Ping Kui stood behind the medical screen, listening to the sounds inside, and felt something was wrong. He did not watch the specific autopsy process, but after each mummy was examined, he was responsible for carrying the mummy back and forth from the long table.

When the first two mummies were examined, it was Mr. Feng who spoke, but starting from the third one, it was the girl named Ye Fan.

Even he didn't dare to watch the scene. She, a little girl, was present throughout the whole process. Her voice was steady and calm. It was not the softness of a girl, nor was it as sweet as an oriole coming out of the valley, but it had a special charm.

When he heard something was wrong at first, he was obviously questioning it, but he hesitated to stop it. After all, it was a very important matter. Mr. Feng asked her to "train her hands" with a little girl. If something goes wrong or the autopsy is wrong, even Mr. Feng cannot bear the responsibility.

live.

However, as he listened, he was immersed in her confident and coherent tone of analysis, and unconsciously fell into a trance. In order to hear it more clearly, when her voice was slightly lower, he unconsciously let go of his trance.

knowledge.

Time passed so unknowingly. Night had fallen above, but the lights were still bright underground. No one noticed that night and day had changed. However, except for a few members of the Special Affairs Bureau who assisted, the experts were all mortals, even if their minds were immersed in it.

At work, my body cannot stand the fatigue and is clamoring for rest.

The two archaeologists and historians came to their senses from their research and greeted each other. They knew that history and archaeology were inseparable. They had collaborated many times in their work and were already familiar with each other. Moreover, they also came to visit each other.

It's day.

"Huh? What a rotten smell." An archaeologist fanned his nose and turned his gaze to the place specially separated for placing the mummies, and then he saw the place blocked by a medical screen.

They knew that some equipment was prepared there for autopsy. Now that the screen is up, a forensic expert has been invited? I wonder who it is?