National Forensic Doctor

465: Chapter 428: Authentic Flavor 465: Chapter 428: Authentic Flavor The first time he performed skull restoration, Jiang Yuan was very meticulous.

He changed the water in the pot twice when boiling the skull, boiling the bones to the point where if you shook them a bit, the flesh would fall right off.

The remaining bones weren’t handled with quite the same care; they were boiled vigorously in a large pot.

Occasionally, the scum was skimmed off the surface, and any rotten flesh and excess grease were removed in the process.

“Boiling this always reminds me of making stew back home.” Doctor Ye stirred the pot with a femur, his eyes filled with wistful nostalgia.

“My grandmother’s stew was unrivaled, and every year during New Year’s, she would cook a lot of it with chicken, beef, and mutton, then pack it up and give it to various families to take home.”

“That’s a family skill passed down through generations,” Wang Zhong, still young, chimed in to agree with Doctor Ye.

Doctor Ye nodded solemnly and said, “After I became a forensic doctor, that tradition was discontinued.”

“Why?”

“One year, while making the stew, I just threw out the meat, just like what we do here.

It was right around New Year’s, and there were many deaths, so I ended up boiling corpses at work for a week, and got used to it,” Doctor Ye muttered, then added, “That pot of stew was later scorned by the villagers, claiming it smelled of formalin; it went to waste.

It’s a shame…

our Ye family’s 40-year tradition of the stew.”

Wang Zhong listened with a mix of pity and discomfort, “Is it the secret family stew of a forensic doctor’s household, passed down through generations?”

What he actually wanted to say was that such a stew, if wasted, was just that—wasted.

Doctor Ye took it as a genuine expression of regret and sighed heavily, saying, “Your words remind me, I should still make a pot of stew when I go home this year, good or bad…”

Jiang Yuan didn’t wait for them to finish boiling the other bones.

He took the skull and sat aside, beginning to precisely measure its dimensions and take notes.

Looking back, this piece of skull would need to be scanned again, but measuring its size himself was the most basic task.