"Remember, it's the mental health department, your mind, not hygienic!"
"That's fucking filthy!"
...
That very afternoon.
Chen Gong didn't go to the Biochemical Laboratory, as the instructor was quite busy today, and Chen Gong didn't feel it right to make others go through the ordeal.
So after some thought, he decided to go to the dissection laboratory.
After all, he had to pass the Level One Anatomy qualification exam.
Aside from basic knowledge, Chen Gong still needed to carry out some experiments properly.
Compared to his humble demeanor in the Biochemical Laboratory, Chen Gong had a different presence in the dissection lab, where he could dismantle equipment without hiding from others.
Some of the younger laboratory personnel respectfully greeted him as Mr. Chen when they saw him on the way.
Seniors like He Li, upon seeing Chen Gong, also smartened up and called out, "Mr. Chen!"
"You've come."
Chen Gong returned the greeting with a nod and a smile: "Hello senior."
