"Preliminary observation shows that all the internal organs have been shattered. Although the body was immediately sealed with ice, the instantaneous loss of blood was already life-threatening.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the respiratory tract seems to be partially connected. So there is still one last breath left in the body."

On the operating table, even Tsunade did not dare to act rashly and could only conduct some simple analysis through the ice layer.

All the other top doctors in Xumi shook their heads again and again. They didn't think Dolly had any chance of survival.

Or rather, they did not feel that Dolly was still alive at the moment, and in their opinion, their current actions were tantamount to treating a corpse.

However, the absurdity of treating corpses is not uncommon in this land. There are many cases where people know that a person is dead but still waste time treating the patient's family and defraud them of money.

In the end, he was even more hypocritical and sighed and said, "We have tried our best."

These doctors in Xumi seem to have accepted this situation by default. If conditions permit, they might make some tea and start chatting.

The biggest black marketeer in Xumi, Master Dolly Sango Mahabayi, this could be a huge fortune!

Greedy smiles can be seen on the faces of the doctors.

"Give me some respect for life! Are you still qualified to be a doctor like this?!"

Tsunade picked up a confused doctor beside her with one hand, and then waited for the ice to melt without caring what the doctors thought.

As each bit of Dolly's body melted away, revealing a bit of flesh, Tsunade quickly controlled the little slug to repair the flesh.

He held the fine surgical needle and suture thread and began to suture the wound with great skill.

"Sir, this person cannot be saved. There is really no need..."

"Either pick up the tools and help, or shut up and get out!" Tsunade said to everyone angrily.

As soon as these words were spoken, the fat doctor who had just been picked up was about to walk out, but suddenly a large cabinet fell on the exit.

"No, are you really leaving?!" Tsunade clenched her fists and looked at the people who were about to leave with a kind face.

There was no sound for a while.

Everyone silently picked up their tools and walked towards the operating table.

"Ugh, so fierce!" At this moment, the kid in the corner of the room was trembling with fear because of Tsunade.

"Well, it seems there's nothing for me to do. I'm leaving now." The sweaty kid said as he took a staggering step, ready to leave.

Just as he was about to step out of the door, a female doctor suddenly shouted in fear: "Lady Tsunade, the patient is bleeding heavily in the abdomen and the bleeding cannot be stopped!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the kid suddenly found that his left foot was being lifted up by someone.

"Spray ice on me!" Before the kid could react, an extremely powerful hand kept pressing on his abdomen.

A cold current gushed out...If you press it again, it won't just come out of your mouth.

……

On the other side, in the blue sky, Deidara was still riding on the giant clay bird, and excitedly took Klee with him to fry fish everywhere.

This should be the proudest moment in Deidara's life.

"Hey! Art is explosion! Hey, little Keri, what do you think of my clay bunny? It's artistic, right? This is specially modified based on your bouncing bomb, okay?"

Deidara showed his artwork to Klee with a proud look on his face.

"Wow! Deidara-nii is the best!"

Although Klee still looked excited, Deidara still noticed a hint of worry in Klee's heart.

"I say, how can a little kid like you keep things to yourself? Are you worried that your mother will put you in solitary confinement?"

"Keli hasn't seen her mother for a long time."

"Is that so..." Deidara touched Klee's head unconsciously. He originally thought that the captain named Qin should be Klee's mother.

It seems that Kelly, like herself, is a poor child who lost her parents at a young age and was adopted.

I remember that whenever I did something destructive, my mother would scold me, while my father would smile and say, isn’t it a good thing for children to be creative?

I don’t remember from which day on, no matter how I made bombs or caused damage, I no longer received angry but caring scolding, and no one would praise my work…

There was only one old man who preached and thought it was good for him.

"Lisa... Sister, many people are missing. Although Klee was not born in Mondstadt, it is her home. Klee wants to go home and see what's going on."

"It's not impossible. So, Klee, do you know the way?" Deidara asked.

And this sentence made Klee's CPU burn. Although Klee often goes to other countries, she only follows adults. How can adults not know the way?

Are those who imitate Deidara also children? Yes, Deidara also likes bang bang bang, but other adults don’t like it, so Deidara is actually just a tall child, right?

"Hey! What do you mean by that look? You don't think I'm unreliable, do you? Ah, that's enough. I must take you home today!"

Deidara said as he controlled the clay bird to fly to a small town, intending to buy a map and a compass. Anyway, since he could fly, he would just need to know the direction roughly.

"A total of one thousand two hundred Mora." The shop owner held out his hand with a map and guide.

As soon as these words came out, Deidara's hand, which was about to take out his wallet, was petrified on the spot.

Mo...Mo...Mora?

What the hell is this?

Yep, this is already another world. Deidara reacted and immediately looked at Klee with a look of help.

However, Klee just blinked her big eyes and looked at him. Although she didn't speak, Deidara felt that he could hear her saying, "Klee doesn't know~"

The shop owner on the other side also cast a contemptuous look, as if asking how a grown-up was actually asking a child for money.

Deidara was so angry that he grabbed his hair, and just when Deidara was going crazy, Klee jumped to a snack stand and drooled.

Deidara, who was penniless, was once again looked at as a miser by the shop owner.

"Wow...Kakuzu, I miss you." Xiao Di's heart was almost broken at this moment. Since he was a child, he had been regarded as the successor by the third generation Tsuchi and had never lacked money.

After joining Akatsuki, the funds for the organization's activities all depend on Kakuzu's earnings, and I really don't know how to make money!

Just when his broken heart was swept away by the lady who was sweeping the floor, Deidara suddenly saw a vendor selling clay figures among the many stalls. It seemed that his business was pretty good?

No, no! As a proud artist, how can I sell my own artwork? And art is about explosion? It's not artistic to just display it like this!

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