The Legend of Hinata of Konoha

Chapter 377

"Master, please find some mosquito nets or curtains to block it. I need to disembowel these two and perform surgery!" Yizhe glanced at the monks who limped out to watch, and continued to Lu Lu: "This The operation process is too bloody, they better not watch it!"

"It's still Mr. Xiao who is thoughtful!" Di Lu nodded, and called a young monk from the side to arrange the matter.

"Is there anything else that needs our help?" Asma volunteered to ask.

"No need!" Yi Zhe waved his hand, and said again: "It's enough if Master Slug helps me!"

Not long after, seven or eight bandaged monks brought a roll of canvas more than two meters wide, and according to the instructions of the abbot, they propped it up with bamboo poles and circled a four-meter-square open space in the front yard.

"Bring the most seriously injured master inside first!" Yi Zhe ordered to the two monks.

Those two people were still a little hesitant at first, but after seeing the abbot winking, they immediately carried them into the curtain.

"Master Slug, please create another clone, and help stop the bleeding during my operation!" Yizhe turned and said to the much smaller slug in the yard.

"Okay!"

Before the words were finished, another lunchbox-sized avatar squeezed out from Slug's body, and followed the boy into the curtain.

Immediately, anesthesia was given to the wounded, and with the cooperation of the slug's 'hemostasis technique', Yizhe started the operation.

After his earlier investigation, the two injured were hit by external forces and their internal organs were shattered, so their lives were hanging by a thread.

As long as the blood is drained, the flesh is cut off, the wound is stitched up, and then treated with healing techniques, it will be fine.

Although it sounds simple, when the knife is cut, it is necessary to avoid the large blood vessels of the injured, and not to cut randomly; moreover, the internal organs are next to each other, and if you are not careful, you will cut something that should not be cut.

Therefore, surgical treatment requires very high operational precision and requires a lot of experience accumulation.

However, for Yi Zhe, with the magnification ability of Baiyan, he can see more carefully than anyone else. Although he has no experience, his ability of Baiyan is enough to make him surpass most people in the field of surgery.

Surpassing the teacher is only a matter of time.

As the sun went down and night fell, the surgical field of vision became more and more difficult.

Fortunately, there are not many other things in the Temple of Fire, but enough candles.

Moreover, the candles they use are all specially customized, and in terms of brightness, they far exceed the candles used by ordinary people.

In order to prevent unknowing monks from disturbing Yizhe's operation, Dilu and Asma personally went into battle and lit many candles in the curtain.

With the brilliant candlelight and the cooperation of the slug, after more than an hour of fierce fighting, Yisting completed the first monk's operation without any risk.

Perhaps because of the previous experience, when operating on the second monk, the speed of one sting was much faster, and it was completed in less than an hour.

"I'm exhausted!" Twisting his neck with a creaking sound, Yi Zhe walked out of the curtain a little tiredly.

Not only does he need surgery, but he also needs to output chakra to heal the injuries of the outsiders. Even if his 'yin seal' can withstand the consumption, mental fatigue is still unavoidable.

"Mr. Xiao's operation has been completed?" Di Lu rushed up and asked with joy.

"Ok!"

Yizhe nodded, stretched out two blood-stained hands, and said with a wry smile: "Master, please get me some hot water and wash it off!"

"Definitely, definitely!" Di Lu agreed happily, and turned his head to tell a monk next to him, "Hurry up and take Mr. Xiao down to wash up!"

Immediately, Yizhe revoked the psychic technique, interrupted the group healing, and let the slug return to the Wetbone Forest.

Because of the information sharing between the slug clones, he is always in control of the treatment situation outside.

The slightly injured have recovered, and the seriously injured have almost recovered.

The rest is just a long process of recuperation and medication.

After all, no matter how strong medical skills are, there are certain limitations.

Flesh injuries are okay, but for those broken bones, he doesn't have a good solution, and it can't be said that medical skills are useless at all, but it's not obvious.

Therefore, he terminated the follow-up treatment for everyone, not wanting to waste his precious chakra.

After washing up, Yi Zhe also joined the dinner party at the Temple of Fire.

However, he was alone at the table with Dilu and Asma.

Although the monks in this world are quite different from the monks Yi Zhe saw in his previous life, they still have many things in common.

For example, in this eating habit, the table is full of vegetarian dishes.

It seems that they are all vegetarians.

"I don't know... how do Mr. Xiao plan to treat my remaining senior brothers?" Di Lu put down his chopsticks at the dining table and couldn't help asking curiously.

"Bone setting, prescribe medicine, and rest!" Swallowing the white rice in his mouth, he revealed his plan.

Seemingly seeing the doubt in the abbot's eyes, he added: "Healing skills are not very effective for injuries like broken bones!"

"Bones and muscles, the two cannot be compared!"

"Ugh!"

Dilu sighed helplessly.

It seems that those brothers have to lie in bed for a while.

"But Di Lu, I have a question to ask you!" Asma said on the side.

"What's the matter?" the abbot turned his gaze to his friend.

"Don't you monks often say 'all beings are equal'? Why do you reject that child so much?" Asma pointed to a little boy on the opposite table and asked in surprise.

There were seven or eight people at that table, but some of them would rather eat together with their companions than sit next to the little boy.

Leave that child alone.

Although everyone sat at the same table and ate the same dish, the child was completely excluded, and there were two factions at one table.

That kid is in a class of his own.

"Amitabha..." Dilu put down his chopsticks, clasped his hands together, shouted the Buddha's name, and sighed, "He is Kong, the culprit of last night's trouble!"

"It's him?" Yi Zhe also turned to look at the lonely child.

"I haven't seen him for two years, but he has changed so much?" Asma was surprised.

"You know him?" Yi Zhe looked at the cheeky young man opposite.

"Ok!"

Asma nodded, and said in a low tone: "He is the son of an old friend of mine!"

"Old friend?" Yi Zhe frowned slightly, seeing the other party's expression, the relationship inside should not be that simple.

Seeing the curiosity on the young man's face, Jilu sighed softly, and said, "Asma and I used to belong to the private army of the Daimyo of the Fire Kingdom, protecting the Twelve Ninja Warriors."

Then, he pointed to the gray cloth scarf around his waist, and said, "This loincloth is a symbol of our identity and our honor!"

It was only then that Yizhe noticed that Dilu's triangular loincloth had a black circle printed on it, and a red word 'fire' was printed inside the circle.

And it was exactly the same as the one on Asma's waist.

　Obsessive-compulsive disorder is so uncomfortable... I forgot to write the title of the chapter... so uncomfortable...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)