"Don't worry, he won't die; it's just an infection."
Chen Ming anticipated how Liang Fei might react even before the surgery, so he immediately responded.
At the same time, his other arm went into insectification, with several tentacles extending out.
At the ends of these tentacles, a living, intact intestine was being constructed out of a gray-green tissue fluid that was somewhat nauseating at first glance.
This intestine included the complete system of the large and small intestines, appearing perfectly as if it had been copied straight from a medical textbook.
Except for its rather greenish hue, everything else was fine.
Liang Fei stared at the fresh green intestine for a moment, then dragged the medical box over to Chen Ming's side and put it down, his tone less urgent than before: "Anything else you need me to do?"
"Help open the hatch."
