Dr. Deng Pulling Out the Parasitic Catfish

Medical Center.

Observation Operating Room.

A crowd of renowned doctors had gathered.

The Observation Room on the second floor was packed to capacity.

"Richard, I'm counting on you."

Chairman of the board Larry lay there, speaking to the Chief of Surgery who had come over to examine him.

"Don't worry. The Medical Center's finest surgeons are all here."

The Chief of Surgery nodded. "We'll do our best."

Chairman of the board Larry met his gaze, then nodded.

"Begin."

The Chief of Surgery immediately looked toward the anesthesiologist.

The anesthesiologist began administering anesthesia to chairman of the board Larry, then nodded to the Chief of Surgery. "Ready."

"Okay, everyone, let's begin."

The Chief of Surgery clapped his hands. "We'll try the endoscope first. If that really doesn't work, we'll cut him open."

This was the chairman of the hospital.

Naturally, there was nothing more to say. They would first attempt the least invasive method: an endoscope.

Emmm.

In other words, Adam and the others would try to pull the parasitic catfish out through the same route it had swum in through.

There were three reasons they weren't particularly hopeful.

First, this parasitic catfish was no longer the same one from a few days ago.

Ever since it had sneaked inside, it had eaten and drunk its fill. Its body had swollen several times over. It would have been difficult enough for it to return the way it came on its own, let alone be forcibly dragged out by a doctor.

Second, the parasitic catfish's body was slick and slimy, and it was lodged in that particular location, making it difficult to control and further increasing the difficulty.

Third, there were clusters of spines on the parasitic catfish's gill covers. Once inside the host, it used its teeth and spines to pierce