"This is where Qiu Yunshang was injured, the flesh has been completely rotted by poison... I cut off a piece to keep it."
Fang Che is still meticulously discerning: "Smell this, does this smell like the one earlier? Although the previous one was faint..."
Not even finished speaking.
"Ugh..."
Ye Meng once again rushed into the toilet, vomiting.
This time, simply staying inside not coming out. After a long while, asked gloomily inside: "Is it done yet?"
Fang Che is still discerning outside.
Identifying the rotten flesh cut from Qiu Yunshang's wound. According to the strength of the smell, experimenting bit by bit.
On the table, on the chair, at the door, beyond the door...
If Ye Meng comes out now, she'd probably be wrapped up completely and be unable to hide.
"You wait a little longer." Fang Che said.
He has been working in this stench for almost an hour, while Ye Meng is trapped in the toilet for an hour.
Almost went crazy.
Finally.
