Zhou Ning was somewhat surprised; since Doctor Liu had gone to address the matter, that was naturally even better. He patted He Shancun's arm.
"Buddy, it's your turn, remember to wear your mask. Someone will help you strip him. Just let Mr. Zhao take care of the photography. There's no need to hurry; just carefully check against the medical records I gave you."
"Don't worry, I've got experience!"
Zhou Ning grabbed the headset, focusing on the interrogation room through the one-way glass.
He Shancun and his colleagues entered the interrogation room, with Mr. Zhao and He Chunyang flanking Cui Guanglin, who was handcuffed to the stretcher. Thus restrained, Cui Guanglin struggled incessantly, glaring at the several people, shouting continuously.
"What are you doing, what are you doing?"
Xu Dayuan walked over to the side, lifting a thick stack of reports.
