Basking in the envious glances of everyone around, Han Yingying nonchalantly walked into the classroom with Shen Mosheng, grabbed the key to the dissection room, and left.
Shen Mosheng didn't ask any questions, and just silently followed along.
After opening the door to the dissection room, Han Yingying pointed to the dissecting table, "Take off your shirt and lie down on it."
An order followed by immediate action, Shen Mosheng quickly took off his clothes, neatly folded them to the side, and lay on the dissecting table.
"Shen Mosheng, aren't you afraid I'll do something bad to you?" Han Yingying asked with amusement, watching Shen Mosheng who didn't even question her instructions but just did as told.
"I am capable of protecting myself," he replied.
"What will you do if I administer a general anaesthesia?"
"I won't use general anaesthesia."