Tsunade, you're really drunk!

Tingxiang and Jiraiya just looked at each other, and finally, after a moment, Tingxiang nodded slightly and spoke in a light voice.

"it is good."

At this moment, Jiraiya felt that all the worries in his heart were swept away.

The ice melts and the spring breeze blows on your face, as gentle and warm as caressing a lover's cheek.

His heart beat faster unconsciously, and his old face turned red and flushed.

"I, I, I, I'm going to the bathroom."

Before he finished speaking, he rushed out the door, ran to the sink, and kept hitting his face with cold water.

The cool feeling of the flowing water made him realize that he was not dreaming. This was reality, the real world, and he was not under any illusion.

With both hands on the sink, he raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

He raised his hand and touched the traces of time left on his face in the mirror, his eyes a little dazed and absent-minded.

"So, I'm not an eighteen-year-old boy anymore?"

He took off the "Oil" forehead protector, looked at the wrinkles on his forehead and the red tear marks across his cheeks, and raised his hand to touch them.

"I should have known not to learn that magic. Before I learned the magic, the tear marks were only a little bit, so handsome."

Talking to himself, his mind recalled the scene when he and Tingxiang met after a fight, the two of them were exhausted, and finally sat by the river quietly watching the sunset and the gurgling stream.

"Why did I just..."

Regret welled up in my heart, if...

Unfortunately, there is no "if", time will not go back, and it will not wait for anyone. Some things are missed and they are missed forever.

Thinking of this, Jiraiya's eyes became firm again. He raised his head suddenly and looked at himself in the mirror, as if he was talking to his past self.

“The scary thing is not missing out, but failing to seize the opportunity when it comes again.”

After saying that, he slapped his hands on both sides of his cheeks.

There was a clear sound of "pop".

Two clear red slap marks were left on the face.

"This time, we must seize the opportunity firmly!"

As soon as he finished saying this, Jiraiya's whole body suddenly trembled, and he immediately felt goose bumps all over his body, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

Because he saw Tsunade and Shizune in the mirror, pushing a cart full of surgical supplies.

Tsunade and Shizune, who were looking ahead and preparing to perform surgery on Tingxiang, were startled by the sudden clear sound and turned their heads to look in the direction of the sink.

Then he saw Jiraiya who was standing in front of the mirror.

There were two clearly visible red marks on his face, his face was covered with water stains, and his white hair was messy.

Tsunade suddenly thought of something and glanced at Jiraiya with disgust.

"You old rascal, have you harassed Tingxiang again and got yourself slapped in the face?"

"She is a patient, she is still so lustful."

"Shizune, let's go!"

After saying that, he pushed the cart forward.

Jiraiya was left alone, awkwardly.

In the ward, as Tsunade and Shizune arrived, Teika asked in confusion.

"What happened to Jiraiya? Was he...?"

Tsunade looked at Tingxiang who was confused, and suddenly she also became confused.

Isn't it Tingxiang? Who is it?

"Didn't you give that old pervert those two slap marks on his face?"

"no……"

At this time, Tsunade remembered that she saw Jiraiya because she was attracted by the sound of slapping, so there might be only one last one.

"Forget it, never mind. Maybe he had a brain seizure and hit himself. Let's do the surgery first."

Jiraiya hurried back to Tingxiang's ward, but the door was closed and the green light above the door had turned red, with the words "In Surgery" appearing in large letters on it.

He could only sit anxiously on a chair at the door, with his hands clasped together, his wrists trembling constantly, and dense, tiny beads of sweat emerging from his forehead.

Please, you must succeed, you must not fail.

I don't know how much time passed before the first ray of light from the window shone into the corridor, but Jiraiya still maintained the same posture as at the beginning, motionless.

"Wow~" The sound of rollers sliding under the door suddenly sounded. Jiraiya opened his eyes suddenly and jumped up on the spot. He saw Shizue who had just walked out of the ward with a tired face and a lot of blood stains on her surgical gown.

"How is Tingxiang? Was the operation successful? Was the hidden disease cured?"

Shizune nodded.

"The operation was successful. Shizuka has become very proficient in using the medical transfer technique. It went much more smoothly than expected."

"You will need to rest for another three days. Use medical ninjutsu twice a day to speed up your recovery and you can be discharged from the hospital."

After saying that, Tsunade came out pushing a cart filled with medical equipment and covered in bright red gauze.

"You, go buy me some ramen right now!"

After saying that, he and Shizuka pushed the cart away.

"Shizuka, please ask Shikaku and Nono to cover for us for a day. I can't stand it anymore. I want to go to bed right now."

The sound of the cart echoed in the empty corridor. Jiraiya immediately rushed into the ward, pulled open the curtain, and saw Tingxiang, who was pale and weak, lying on the bed.

At this moment, his face was peaceful, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he was lying quietly on the bed, looking at Jiraiya, his lips moving slightly.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little hungry."

Although no sound was made, Jiraiya still understood what Tingxiang was saying.

"Master said she was hungry."

"Want to eat..."

Jiraiya appeared at the window, squatting there, and looked back at Tingxiang.

"I'll go buy Ichiraku Ramen right now!"

Then he jumped without hesitation.

Teika watched Jiraiya's movements as he leapt down.

The warm orange sunlight of the early morning shone on his body, stretching his shadow a little longer. The red tear marks that once appeared were now across his cheeks, but he was still as carefree and rough-handed as before.

But still, he's pretty handsome.

Then, I heard the shouts of other medical staff downstairs.

"Hey (#`O′), you guy, I told you to jump down from there!"

"You stepped on the sheets that were just hung up and made them dirty!"

"Sorry, sorry, I'll come back and wash it for you later, but I have something important to do right now, so please wait a moment!"

Tingxiang listened to the shouting from downstairs outside the window and closed her eyes silently.

Sure enough, you are still the same as before, you guy.

Half an hour later, Jiraiya hurriedly opened the door, holding two takeout bags of Ichiraku Ramen, with the soup and noodles separated.

Carefully, he erected the partition of Tingxiang's bed from the foot end, opened the bag, and carefully helped Tingxiang up. He picked up the noodles with chopsticks and blew them gently.

"hu~hu~"

"Open your mouth, ah~"

Shizuka, who was watching this scene at the side, silently opened another one, slurped the noodles, and looked at her master's expression of happiness at the moment, then she realized.

Master, are you planning to date this guy?

Never mind, the sunset is red too. Lady Tsunade said that this guy seems to be very lustful and likes to mess around with other girls. I hope Master can subdue him...

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