Mr. Zhao shuddered with disgust.
"Zhu Xingxing, that's enough. Can you please not misuse words? Enjoying a spa hydrotherapy? Ah, Zhou Xiaozhou, control her."
Zhou Ning glanced at the two of them; both immediately toned down their behavior. They were aware that Zhou Ning wasn't a stern person, but in the autopsy room, they were expected to respect the deceased. Their just concluded actions had been dangerously inappropriate.
Having composed themselves, they quickly stood by the second highly decomposed body's dissection table. Zhou Ning waved his hand.
"Mr. Qu has already scanned it, right? Display the images for me to see. Mr. Zhao and Mr. Yang, continue to remove the clothing from this second body. Be careful this time when cutting; don't move it randomly. Place a disposable sterile sheet underneath. We will start the external autopsy directly; every detail must be photographed."
