Ruan Qi finally wore a nice dress today, but she had to dissect a corpse. The autopsy lab smelled of formalin. Every time she had an anatomy class, she had to take a shower, or she would smell the formalin on her body.
Tang Beibei comforted her. "Going in with a good mood is a great start. You'll get used to it slowly."
"How can you get used to it?"
Helpless, Tang Beibei tried her best to persuade Ruan Qi. "We're medical students. We'll have to face it eventually when we practice medicine in a hospital."
Ruan Qi had nothing to say, but she still had a bitter look on her face when she entered the lab.
The anatomy class lasted for more than three hours. When the class finally ended, Ruan Qi left hurriedly with a pale face.
Tang Beibei touched her forehead and asked, "Qiqi, are you feeling unwell?"
"Yes, I feel a little dizzy."