"Please, I beg you, someone, hurry up and help take it out!"
Seeing a glimmer of hope, naturally, there wouldn't be despair.
"I'll do it."
At this moment, Chu Xuan walked out from a side room, holding a dagger, "I've performed surgery on myself before, I should be able to help you take it out."
"Thank you!" Li Shuaixi expressed his gratitude.
Then, Li Shuaixi was taken to a medical room.
Under Chu Xuan's arrangement, he lay on a crude operating table, with his limbs tied down.
"There used to be a medical pod here. A civilization capable of interstellar travel would naturally be equipped with various advanced automated surgical pods." Chu Xuan pointed to a nearby medical pod with beast marks and a white corpse inside, "Obviously, this thing was damaged from the outside by aliens."
Li Shuaixi nodded, not daring to complain, just said, "Hurry up, please, I really don't want to stay with the monster in my stomach any longer."
"No anesthesia." Chu Xuan mentioned another thing.
