"Heavens!" Zheng Ling was stunned by her technique. She stared at the incision in the sternoclavicular joint in fascination. "Boss, how did you manage to cut so seamlessly? I've never seen anyone cut this bone so smoothly with a knife."
"Actually, it's nothing." Shen Yin put down the scalpel and used a towel to wipe blood and bits of flesh from her hands. "When you acquire a feel for it in the future, you will be able to do the same."
"Boss, you're really amazing." Han Xu had been hiding at the side, not daring to approach Shen Yin. When he saw such a wonderful scene, he could not help but praise her.
"Is it that difficult?" Yun Shan had been acting for years and was used to seeing all kinds of props. Although her stomach was churning with nausea, she could tolerate it as long as she treated the corpse as a prop.
Yun Shan was barely managing to maintain her dignity by lying to herself, and her thoughts began to run wild.
