"Brother, is working as a forensic pathologist really tiring?" Susu asked Xue Dili with curiosity. She had just watched an idol drama about forensic pathology, where the main character seemed quite glamorous.
Xue Dili: "..."
Forensic pathology... Let's just say even dogs wouldn't learn it. There's a saying that goes, advising someone to study medicine leads to thunder and lightning strikes, advising someone to study law leads to a thousand cuts, and advising someone to become a forensic pathologist makes Satan tattoo your back.
Previously, when he was stealing corpses, that forensic pathology buddy was surviving on Red Bull through the night, writing reports on the internal network while recording the characteristics of body parts, doing all this until dawn. Just as he finished the dissection, Xue Dili stole the corpse...
Now he's probably still awake, questioning whether he became brain-dead after an all-nighter, mixing up a diseased heart.
