Rebirth My World Savior System

Zhang Bufang was speechless and did not dare to say anything. He stood quietly and silently, waiting for himself to be decided. When he first came to the anatomy room, he was a handyman, and his daily task was to clean and change endlessly.

Dirty glass jars, wipe those that are very clean the first day and can be used as mirrors, but become like concrete tiles at night...

Taylor, who accompanied him, vomited once or twice a day because of the mysterious smell in the air. Zhang Bufang is almost immune to these accidents now. If he were told now, he would be removed from the experiment.

District, and asked him to join the original Political and Unification Department. He did not feel that there was anything abnormal in the behavior of these people who had no idea what they were thinking all day long.

Okay, Master Fu and the people in the anatomy room were talking about the price of cabbage in the market, just like the aunt and the stall owner were constantly haggling and raising the price. Zhang Bufang didn't hear what the two people were talking about.

, the actions and behaviors of the two people are very similar.

The final decision was that Zhang Bufang would stay here for ten or eight days, first to learn how to dissect, and then to learn how to distribute the medicines. The reason why Master Fu would drag him to the dissection room was because he was here because of the dissection room.

The room is a multi-functional room that is not only responsible for waste utilization, but also for the improvement of other drugs. Zhang Bufang also really wants to know about the improvement of drugs. Doesn't this kind of thing require equal distribution of what needs to be done?

Besides, if it was just such a casual transfer, if it was transferred directly from a high-level position to the Anatomy Room 1, it should be like a job transfer, with a serious notice. Mr. Fu just smiled and said a few words to others casually.

, Zhang Bufang even felt that he would be betrayed.

Zhang Bufang was disliked by everyone because he knew nothing about medicine. Even if he read the systematic books over and over again every day, there were things that were difficult to learn from the books here.

He didn't either, and Zhang Bufang couldn't understand the basic things he often talked about.

Zhang Bufang doesn’t quite understand what the meaning of this is. But maybe a big boss doesn’t need a reason to do things. Zhang Bufang is facing such a thick book and can fully understand it, which will be helpful for his future tasks.

is helpful.

"I haven't read those books, and you want me to dissect a corpse now?" Zhang Bufang planned to squat in the corner and read his book silently as he did every day. He only had to raise his head and look at the experimental table from time to time.

Which step did the person on the page perform? Is it as stated in his book? He can learn from some experience.

But now, Zhang Bufang was caught next to the experimental table. The leader of Anatomy No. 1 was actually called "Master Fu". When Zhang Bufang heard the name, he thought it was just a homophone, but he found that it was just a homophone.

A title. The doctor in the anatomy room has a very bad temper. If he doesn't follow his wishes, he will definitely get angry.

"There are not enough manpower now. I see you sitting in that corner doing nothing all day long. Since you can't read such a thick book in a short time, you might as well do some operations," said the Fu in the anatomy room.

The doctor took out a few freshly sterilized scalpels from the drawer and threw them directly in front of Zhang Bufang.

Zhang Bufang: "..." He lowered his head and looked at the scalpel thrown in front of him, hesitating whether to pick it up or not.

"According to the book you have read, which places can be reused and which places do not need to be reused have been explained in detail in the book. I don't want me to spend time to supervise," then this person

The uncle simply left. He left neatly and neatly, without any trace of sloppiness. This man was like a dragon in his daily life. Not long after he appeared in the laboratory, while others were still taking a sip of water, he

There was no shadow again.

"Then...according to the ghost drawings in the book, this place should be too rotten, so it cannot be reused. This place is fresh, and maybe a small piece can be cut..." Zhang Bufang held up

There was really no way to use the scalpel, so he put his book in front of the operating table.

Perhaps the old man in the anatomy room really wanted to see how good Zhang Bufang's reading was, so he prepared a separate experimental table for her. While Zhang Bufang was studying the lump in front of him, he kept thinking about it from time to time.

Someone else would look this way and embarrass himself.

"...At least I followed the book and tried my best," Zhang Bufang looked at the part he had finished on the experimental table. It was like asking him to peel lettuce, and the original long lettuce was cut by him.

I just used a knife to cut off two-thirds of it, and the remaining edible part was simply not enough to look at.

"If someone comes to help him, he should go learn medicine," the old man came over and took a look, and then he was silent for a long time before he spoke.

Zhang Bufang thought, if Master A had not specifically explained this to this person, otherwise he would have been thrown out or become a member of the experimental platform. Zhang Bufang scratched his head, okay, he

He really had no talent in this area, and he felt embarrassed just looking at the small bowl of food he had carved out.