The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

The treatment of the first person ended soon. He Hui stepped across several beds and quickly decided on the second treatment target.

"Master Keshu..."

"Why don't you deal with Hatake Jominin's injury first."

The cured person no longer struggled, wiped off the sweat on his face, his complexion recovered visible to the naked eye, and the wound on his arm no longer showed a frightening purple color.

After Nonaiyu bandaged the injured man's violently cut wound by Mr. Keshu, the wounded man even snored slightly and slept soundly among the injured.

The ninjas who saw the results were very happy, and one ninja made his suggestion when he saw Master Keshu lifted the sheet of a ninja.

——Heal the upper ninja first, and then follow the order of the middle ninja and the lower ninja.

What he meant was very clear, now only Master Keshu has the ability to cure these poisoned ninjas, and these poisons will take their lives at some point.If you want to preserve your combat power to the maximum, it is natural to be the first to treat the strong Jnin.

This is very simple thinking on the battlefield.

A senior ninja and a junior endured the same serious injury, you only have one pack of medicine in your hand, and you will die without it.

Who will you use it for?

......

Maybe this is too absolute, let's change the way of asking.

The premise is the same - the upper ninja and the lower ninja endured the same serious injuries, you are a medical ninja, whoever you treat first has a greater chance of survival.

Who will you save first?

As ninjas who try their best to preserve their combat power, most ninjas will choose to save and treat Jonin.

Now the ninja who proposed to Hehui also thinks so. They have clearly experienced the dominance of this new type of toxin, and finally a ray of life appeared...

If a bunch of lower ninjas are saved, and the upper ninjas lose a lot of combat power because they die because of untimely treatment, the gain outweighs the loss.

Hearing this, He Hui glanced at the white-haired ninja half lying in the corner.

Seeing He Hui looking over, Shuo Mao grinned and raised the corners of his lips slightly. His eyes were very clear, but he didn't say the pleading words "help me".

From the first moment he saw Shuo Mao and Geng Liang, He Hui knew that Shuo Mao's injury was worse than Geng Liang's, even much worse.

The puppet master almost poked a hole in the abdomen, and the poison was directly stuffed into the internal organs through the puppet's arm, and then walked around again. The toxin must have spread to the whole body.

Don't talk about being sober, it's medicine for him to be alive now

It was a miracle.

He Hui lowered his head again and looked at the Genin on the hospital bed.

This is a young boy, probably inexperienced in combat, but was unexpectedly attacked from behind by the puppet master. He was lying on his back on the hospital bed, with injuries all over his body...only the two thousand roots on his back.

Two thousand-pointed toxins made the boy fall down, and He Hui once again sighed at Shuo Mao's vitality.

In his perception, although the amount of chakra in Shuo Mao was small, he consciously controlled his breathing, and used his own chakra to block several meridians to block the spread of toxins.

Sakumo's vitality was even stronger than some standing ninjas. He was just paralyzed by the poison and couldn't move.

As expected of white hair!

Naturally, He Hui didn't listen to that ninja's "suggestion". He quickly tore off the clothes on the back of the ninja, regardless of whether he had any clothes to change.

"Come here, hold him down."

Ignoring him openly, He Hui greeted the tool ninjas just now.

Although he was a ninja, the energy and energy of the young man was really high, and the bed board creaked and shook again.

This can be regarded as an unconscious struggle of the limbs, even if the person falls into a coma, it will not stop.

Ah, that Minato boy is so slow...

"Lord Keshu, I brought the sciatica grass!" A young boy pulled open the curtain of the tent from the outside, causing Meiqin who was guarding the tent to almost have nothing to poke at.

Said the Watergate Watergate arrived.

When he entered the front line and saw the Konoha camp that had been attacked, Minato suddenly understood half of it—why Mr. Keshu asked him to pick sciatica.

It is impossible to make the wounded completely unconscious in ordinary battles, even at night, there should be several night watchmen...

Thinking that the opponent in this battle is sand ninja, Minato has an epiphany.

The ninjas on the front line were poisoned by the sand ninja. Master Keshu asked himself to collect medicine to prepare the antidote.

Minato is not a medical ninja, and he doesn't even know much about medical ninjutsu and detoxification. Although sciatica is a poisonous weed, but... it's a three-point poison, right?

"Uchiha, you and Minato go to boil the sciatica grass and water at a ratio of [-]:[-], and then pour the potion into the wounded who will be treated in the future. It doesn't need much, just one mouthful per person is enough."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Suddenly hearing the three words Uchiha, Mikoto almost didn't react.

There are countless Uchihas on the battlefield, and everyone calls her name "Mikoto".But now, all the other clansmen have fallen, and she is the only Uchiha left on the southwest front.

At this time, she was called "Uchiha"... I always feel that she alone represents a family.

It's a bit out of place, but... a little bit proud.

Wait, what did Lord Keshu tell them to do?

Cook medicine?

Now?

It's too slow to start a fire, it's too late!

"Idiot." Not long after they ran out of the tent, there was a sneer from inside, the voice was not loud, but Miqin could hear it clearly, "Use fire to escape."

......

The human body is like a kingdom.

It consists of the king, guards, and commoners.

Shayin's new poison can paralyze the nerves of the human body and make the "king" fall into a deep sleep, which interrupts the connection between the king and the guards.

And when He Hui began to treat those "civilians and guards", the "guards" without the "king" organization would spontaneously protect "civilians and themselves".The unconscious wounded began to struggle unconsciously.

As for the spondylitis grass, it will interrupt the connection between the guards and the civilians.

Accidental ingestion under normal conditions will cause the hands and feet to lose control.Obviously the brain sent a signal, but the hands and feet just couldn't move.

In other words - the king passed orders to the guards, but the guards did not pass them on to the commoners.

The wounded who have been poisoned by the new type of poison will drink the medicinal juice of the sciatica grass, and they will not struggle indiscriminately.

Of course, after removing the new type of toxin, the poison of the sciatica grass must be detoxified as soon as possible, otherwise it will be life-threatening.

With a clear treatment method, and a few more people tried it, He Hui's technique can be said to be more and more proficient.On the contrary, the target people who followed He Hui showed signs of fatigue.

He Hui's treatment route is not the upper ninja, the lower ninja, the lower ninja, the upper nin, but the healing by relying on vitality from low to high.

Scattering the chakras, the entire camp area is included in the perception range, and the chakra vitality of the ninjas on the hospital beds is clear at a glance.

Shuo Mao was as tenacious as Xiao Qiang, and He Hui directly ranked him last.

The white-haired ninja had no objection either, he just lay quietly in the medical tent, watching them go about their business.

In the middle of the night, logistical reinforcements arrived.

Originally, when they learned from Shuomo Ninja that they were about to face a new type of toxin, all of them had solemn faces. Then when they came to the frontline medical department, they looked at the snoring ninjas on the hospital bed and dared to There is a question mark.

Then, they were given an extremely simple task - to configure the antidote for the sciatica grass.

Didn't you mean Sha Yin's new toxin?

"That, it was solved by Master Keshu." Several ninjas who woke up learned the truth from his mouth

, Thank you, Mr. Keshu, from the bottom of my heart.

logistics:? ? ?

Logistics: Isn’t Master Keshu in the rear? When asked if he wanted to come, Master Keshu refused indifferently, saying that he was not needed.

"The new type of toxin is OK, that's right..." The ninjas who could only lie on the bed and stare blankly couldn't laugh or cry, "Master Keshu said that we struggled too much and it bothered him, so he gave us Feed the spondylitis grass... now we are awake but can't move at all."

logistics:......

Although the sciatica grass is a poisonous weed, it is indeed used as an anesthetic in some places. As long as the materials are sufficient, it is not a problem to prepare the antidote of the sciatica grass.

It was already daylight, and Hehui finally got his cloak back after detoxifying the penultimate person - Koyoshi Yamanaka.

The young man didn't intend to put on the cloak anymore, he casually put the cloak on Uchiha Mikoto who had been busy with him all night.

The chakra-depleted girl was already exhausted because of the continuous use of the fire escape decoction. While waiting for the frontline commander to treat her, she finally couldn't hold herself back and fell asleep.

On the contrary, Nonoyu and Minato, who had only exerted some physical strength, were always in good spirits.

He Hui sent the other ninjas who followed him to rest, and came to the last injured person - Sakumo Hatake.

"Yo." He squatted down, his blue eyes stared straight at the white-haired ninja who had been half lying down all night, "Are you awake?"

He Hui could feel that Shuo Mao's vitality was losing little by little, but it was not because of the erosion of toxins, but because of the hole in his stomach that caused him to lose too much blood.

"You're the last one."

Shuo Mao's pupils had already dilated a little, he focused his sight, and after a while he saw a golden outline again.

Although the line of sight is not clear, the ears still caught Hehui's words.

—He is the last one.

It means that the ninjas in front of him have all received treatment.

...that's really, really good.

After lifting the jonin vest, Nonaiyu was terribly startled by the piercing wound.

His internal organs were damaged, coupled with the erosion of poison, Hatake Shinobu...

He Hui frowned without realizing it, and immediately condensed Chakra to heal the wound.

Not to mention the poison, just such a wound is not something that ordinary medical ninjas can heal.

"Do you need anesthesia?"

"No need, he can't feel the pain anymore." The blond young man was treating with one hand and cleaning the wound with the other, "No Naiyu, bring the blood bag, transfuse first..."

"Huh? Gone?"

"Hatake Jominin has type O blood, and the blood bank has already

There is no type O blood anymore. "No Naiyu is also very anxious.

"Hmm...O type? Same as me."

Senju Hashima has type B blood, Uzumaki Mito has type O blood, and Senju Katsuki has type O blood, nothing wrong.

......

When Shuo Mao woke up, he was finally not on the ground, but the soft sheets under his body, even smelled like sunshine.

The abdominal wound is numb and seems to have begun to heal.

The camp tent was raised, and two golden retrievers, one big and one small, came in talking and laughing. When they saw Shuo Mao who had woken up, they all showed the same surprise on their faces.

"..."

After a while, Shuo Mao looked at the blonde hair of the two, and asked He Hui, "Your son?"

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Remember this blood transfusion, this is Mutun cells (

In the future——

Shuo Mao: Wood escape!

Kakashi: Sharingan!

Onlookers: ...What's going on with you white-haired father and son! ! !