Teaching, Ninth Royal Uncle at the Door

"Riiip..."

Sun Zhengdao gripped the knife with both hands and sliced downward with force...

It really was more ripping than cutting, because the blade was so blunt. One stroke only drew blood, barely cutting into the flesh at all.

Squelch...

He pressed too hard, driving the tip inward and slicing through an organ. Serena Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Crunch... Sun Zhengdao used too much force and snapped a rib. Serena Feng could almost feel her own bones ache in sympathy.

"Ugh..." He hit an artery, and blood sprayed everywhere.

This wasn't anatomy—it was a disaster. Watching Sun Zhengdao struggle, Serena Feng found herself unable to laugh.

Even if it wasn't a living person, you still had to be careful. Corpses deserved dignity too.

The point of anatomical dissection is to clarify the shapes, positions, and relations of the body's parts and structures. But Sun Zhengdao had basically ruined this corpse—there was nothing left to learn from it.

Sigh...

Serena Feng turned away, unable to watch.

Sun Zhengdao hadn't even finished the chest incision, but the organs and intestines were already spilling out. It looked absolutely revolting.

"Urgh..." Simon Sun immediately rushed to the side and started vomiting.

The scene was too bloody, far beyond what he could handle.

"Pathetic. If everyone was as weak as you, who would ever become a coroner?" Sun Zhengdao shot Simon Sun a glare. Seeing Serena Feng so calm only made his son's behavior seem even more embarrassing.

Can't even compare to a woman. What a waste of a life!

Simon Sun felt all kinds of wronged, but didn't dare argue—he just kept retching in the corner.

Sun Zhengdao kept cutting, trying to find the intestines, but couldn't bring himself to continue...

Everyone knows the intestines always have undigested food or waste inside. Sun Zhengdao took one look and his face turned even uglier. He tossed the knife aside and refused to go on.

If you use this method for opening the body, even if my wife had nine lives, she couldn’t survive it.

No... The risks of this body-opening surgery are too great." Sun Zhengdao’s hands were covered in blood, but none seeped into his sleeves or through his clothes.

It was only now that he realized how ingenious Serena Feng’s outfit was—but medicine is ultimately about saving lives, and things like clothing are secondary.

His experiment proved that the body-opening surgery had failed.

Imperial Physician Sun, don’t be so quick to dismiss the body-opening surgery. Let’s move this corpse away and try with a new one—let me give it a shot, would that be alright?" Serena Feng said respectfully.

Sun Zhengdao had never encountered Western medicine before—just reaching this stage was already impressive. She herself wouldn’t have managed it before learning surgery.

"You?" Sun Zhengdao was skeptical of Serena Feng, though she was clearly more capable than his son.

Serena Feng nodded: "Me."

With that, she stepped forward, wrapped the corpse in a white cloth, and looked perfectly calm—showing not the slightest hint of fear.

Her courage was truly extraordinary.

This was one thing Sun Zhengdao deeply admired. Looking at his own son, he could only sigh...

Forget it, he couldn’t rely on his son. Sun Zhengdao stepped forward himself and helped Serena Feng move the corpse, then placed a new one on the table.

Simon Sun, call me Master once, and I’ll formally start teaching you. First, you must learn to identify every organ in the human body." Serena Feng picked up her surgical kit and motioned for Simon Sun to stand beside her.

"Yes, Master." Orders from a teacher must be obeyed. Even though Simon Sun’s legs were shaking, he obediently walked over.

Serena Feng nodded in satisfaction, then took out each instrument from the surgical kit, explaining its use as she went. Different areas required different blades, and there were skills to both horizontal and vertical incisions.

The tools Sun Zhengdao brought were filthy, while Serena Feng’s were the complete opposite—each one gleamed, sharp and spotless, with every type of blade, clamp, and forceps present.

"What are these things?" Simon Sun grew more and more amazed as he looked, gradually forgetting his fear.

"These are my tools for earning a living. If you can watch the whole procedure, I’ll give you a set." Serena Feng saw the excitement in Simon Sun’s eyes and generously promised.

"Really?"

"Of course it’s true. Would a master lie to you?" It felt so good to be a teacher—one generation higher for free.