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Chapter 2

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Wait, something's off. The moment Chen Fan finished praising the corpse, he realized something was wrong.

What's wrong with me? Something's off. It seems like I'm the one who's off.

Could it be that after gaining the underworld skill, it would even affect his personality?

Actually, this year as a fresh-faced idol, Chen Fan played the part thoroughly — doing whatever would earn him hatred, being handsome and that was that, acting cool however he could.

Dubbing with numbers during filming, going out on shoots, stirring up trouble everywhere — in any case, this was how Chen Fan understood being a fresh-faced idol.

In fact, he really did succeed. The topics kept coming, and soon Chen Fan became the kind of fresh-faced idol that men hated and women loved.

Just when everyone saw Chen Fan and was about to start roasting him, Chen Fan's one move left the whole crowd dumbfounded.

No, wait, is it that I'm opening this the wrong way?

"No, this guy — is he missing a nerve in his brain or what?"

"This guy, he's gotta be a little off in the head, right?"

"Is it that I misunderstood? Or is it that I'm opening this the wrong way? This guy — he's not afraid of corpses?"

Liu Laoshi, standing to one side, said: "You're not afraid?"

Chen Fan said: "I don't know, I just feel like I'm not afraid. Maybe I was just born with a pretty good constitution."

"Oh, well that's rare. Take them out first."

Chen Fan helped Boss Yang and Gao Ye out of the autopsy room.

He specifically bought some water and handed it to the two of them.

He Laoshi said: "Now you know why my face was pale, right? At first I also thought I was prepared, but on TV and in reality — there's really a big difference."

Boss Yang let out a breath and said: "Sigh, I thought the same as you. Before coming, I specifically binged some large-scale TV dramas. But even though I binged, it was pointless. When I actually saw the corpse, I really couldn't handle it."

Gao Ye said: "Sigh, I'm okay, but I still feel nauseous, sick to my stomach."

Liu Laoshi walked out and said: "That's normal. Not everyone is cut out to be a forensic doctor — it's very, very hard. Here, step over this brazier on this side, it's better that way."

Step over a brazier?

The few of them looked at Liu Laoshi in confusion.

Liu Laoshi said: "It's not superstition, it's an old tradition. The ancient coroners were actually the earliest forensic doctors, and back then it was already popular to step over a brazier. Before or after an autopsy, stepping over a brazier could remove the bad luck and some of the yin energy from your body."

"Actually, the scientific explanation is just to warm your body up a bit — after all, the workroom is rather cold and damp."

The few of them followed along, came to the brazier, and stepped over it.

After all this was done, Liu Laoshi led everyone into the professional filming location. To promote forensic work, they had prepared some offices here in advance.

Specially built houses, and dedicated dormitories.

In the future, if they weren't filming the forensic show anymore, most people could work very well here.

And live.

The few of them walked along, with Liu Laoshi introducing forensic-related matters to everyone.

"Generally, forensic work falls into two categories: one is the grunt work of going to crime scenes, the other is desk work."

"The so-called desk work is the most popular, but it's also the most prone to problems."

The few of them looked at Liu Laoshi with puzzled expressions.

"You know disability assessments, right? How to make a disability assessment reasonable — that's what we've always been working on. But now a lot of people hope that after they get beaten up, their injuries are more serious, and then they pull strings, take red envelopes and whatnot. Sigh, so many, so many."

He Laoshi's face was awkward, not quite knowing how to pick up the topic.

Can you just say that so directly?

"Hahaha, Liu Laoshi is way too honest."

"This Liu Laoshi, to recruit people into forensic work, really dares to say anything."

"Sigh, taking red envelopes isn't standard practice, right? At my hospital, the red envelopes given are way too many."

"In any region, any country, this kind of thing is a very normal phenomenon."

Boss Yang said: "These things are all unavoidable, aren't they?"

Liu Laoshi said: "Yes, there are always people who like to pull strings, use connections to get to know us. But disability assessment has a complete set of subjects — it can't be faked. Whether you give a red envelope or not, it won't change the outcome. But if you don't give one, they won't feel at ease."

"According to what you say, Liu Laoshi, then being a forensic doctor — actually a lot of people do it?"

Liu Laoshi said: "Yes, a lot. Many do desk work, but there's only one position per region, so getting in is very hard. However, the second category — going to crime scenes — there aren't many of those."

Going to crime scenes.

This really is something hard to explain.

During the introduction, everyone arrived at the office and sat down at their designated spots.

After that, each of the trainees entered one by one.

The livestream camera also shifted — no longer pointing at the judges, but at the new contestants.

For those just entering the workforce, naturally they chose some fresh graduates, or people who had already engaged in forensic work, to screen them.

One handsome and beautiful young man or woman after another walked in, and the host introduced each of them as well.

Roughly four postgraduates, three undergraduates, one vocational student.

The male-to-female ratio was fairly even — four guys, four girls.

There were people who had specifically done a year of forensic internship, people from the funeral industry, people who had specifically been in nursing work, and specialized postgraduate students in pathology research.

Basically, every threshold was covered.

The guys were handsome, the girls were pretty — you could tell that just in the selection of people, real effort had been put in.

Everyone entered the dedicated office one by one, each finding their own spot.

And as the judges, Chen Fan and the others could directly observe these people's state on site.

"Liu Laoshi, are all forensic doctors this good-looking?"

Liu Laoshi said: "Not bad, right? Isn't this to promote forensic work? So we specifically picked these people."

Teacher He said, "The main reason is that there are too few people actually working in this field, and very few people want to pursue employment in this direction. The three of you here are the assistant team — you'll be there to support the contestants."

Chen Fan spoke up first and said, "I choose Xiang Qinqin."

Boss Yang said, "Why?"

"She looks good, she's well-behaved, what of it? Doesn't that count as a reason?"

Boss Yang smacked Chen Fan on the back of the head and said, "I'm asking you to pick someone to hire, not to pick a beauty."

P. S.: Please support me, thank you all.

P. S.: Very few people write forensic medicine, and very few dissect either — please give me more data, thank you all.

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