June 23, Konoha 60. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Konoha Hospital.

"Hurry up and get to the operating room! Sumaji has been stabbed twice in the chest, and he must be treated as soon as possible!"

A team of Konoha ninjas with varying degrees of wounds rushed to the entrance of the hospital with a bloodied person on a stretcher, and was about to rush inside, but was stopped by two female nurses.

"What for! Hayato, he's dying, don't get in the way of here!"

A middle-aged ninja directly grabbed a female nurse's collar and dragged her off the ground, and another nurse quickly explained when she saw this.

"I'm very sorry that the number of first aid locations has increased, and a higher level of rescue is necessary according to the condition of this injured person."

"Uh, I'm sorry."

The middle-aged ninja immediately apologized, and then followed the nurse who led the way to carry the wounded away. But the more they walked, the more wrong they felt, not only was the operating room, but not even the emergency room of the hospital, but just a vacant corner of the hall.

There was a high-class desk, and a black-haired boy in a white lab coat with a shinobi forehead on his chest was sitting. The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, reading a thick collection of short stories, and next to him was a young nurse who was helping him register his patients' information.

"Bastard!"

The middle-aged ninja immediately quit and grabbed the nurse who was leading the way for him again.

"Don't tell me we're here to rescue this little ghost!"

"Ahem, please, ahem."

The nurse was caught out of breath, and the middle-aged ninja also knew that he had gone too far, so he put the nurse down, and the nurse next to him hurriedly went up to appease him.

"Let's go! I don't have time to consume this group of people, so I have to hurry up and find the dean to rescue Falto!"

"Yo, you can't beat people outside the village, but it's quite a set of bullying the compatriots in the village. Do you dare to go wild on my turf? ”

The middle-aged ninja ignored the voice behind him and planned to send his companion to first aid quickly, but suddenly a gust of wind blew through his ears, and the sky spun around in front of him and he fell heavily to the ground.

When he reacted, he found that his joints were locked, and the black-haired boy who was reading the novel before was sitting on top of him, with one foot still on his face and a white coat draped diagonally over his body.

"Fa, what's going on?"

"Bastard, let him go!"

The ninja carrying the wounded saw the middle-aged ninja being trampled under his feet like a dynamite barrel had been ignited, and wanted to rush up and take down the boy.

"I think it's you bastards! It's a shame not to look at the situation here. ”

Before the ninjas could make a move, they were kicked to the ground by the boy. They got up and looked around, and found that the hall was full of more serious wounded people who needed to be cared for by nurses, and they all looked at them reproachfully.

"Understood, this is a temporary intensive care unit, don't be too presumptuous!"

As he spoke, the boy walked over to the wounded man who had been carried over, and the female nurse who had registered his information had put on his white coat again.

"Looks like you're the one who sent the first aid. Can you still speak? ”

"Can ......"

The boy put on his gloves and looked at the wounded's chest through the overlapping gaps between his thumbs and forefingers.

"Name, age, identity."

"Hey! Why do you ask this kind of thing at such a critical moment? The middle-aged ninja with his joints locked was lying on the ground and screaming.

"Shut up! This is my territory, if you want to be treated, follow my rules, or get out of here!"

All the ninjas stopped talking, and the boy looked at the wounded on the ground again.

"My name is Hayato Sumaji...... 36 years old...... Konoha ... Medium ninja. ”

Hayato of Suma Temple reluctantly said the information, and the nurse next to him hurriedly registered.

The boy knocked on Falato's chest, took out the white coat and broke the test tube, and inserted it into Falyato's chest without hesitation, and a breath of air escaped from the broken test tube. Then the boy's hands were stacked on top of each other on the injured part, and the green chakra burned like a flame.

"This is a palm immortal technique that can only be used by elite medical ninjas with very few techniques! How could this little imp be used!? The middle-aged ninja couldn't believe his eyes.

"How can you say that you want to call Sasuke-sama a little ghost!"

A wounded man with a leg injury on the side immediately scolded the ninja, raised his cane and was about to hit it, but was stopped by the people around him.

"Don't be like this, they should have just returned to the village, and they don't know Sasuke-sama yet."

The person next to Rui Tai stopped Rui Tai, and then scratched his head and apologized to the middle-aged ninja just now.

"I'm sorry, but my companion was saved by Sasuke-sama before, so I'm a little excited."

The man said, looking around at the sick and wounded, "But you'd better not say that, all the people here have received some kind of favor from Sasuke-sama." ”

"Well, it's me who is wrong." The middle-aged ninja swallowed. "Can you tell me about this Sasuke-sama? We haven't been back to the village for two months since we went on a mission. ”

"Ah, no wonder. Sasuke-sama only came to the hospital this month, but the ninjas in Konoha basically know Sasuke-sama. ”

As he spoke, there was a wistful look on his face.

"It is said that Sasuke-sama is a disciple of Tsunade-sama, one of the three ninjas, and he came to the hospital for an internship. The Palm Immortal Technique can't even be compared to the Dean. In the first week, more than 100 people were treated alone. ”

After a week, Sasuke-sama's medical skills seemed to be fully integrated, and he was able to find solutions not only for external injuries but also for many complex diseases. So far, more than two dozen people who are almost certain to die have been brought back to life by him. Even Hokage-sama said that Sasuke-sama's medical ninjutsu was not inferior to Tsunade-sama back then. ”

"I'm also a medical ninja, and I really hope to become a medical ninja like Sasuke-sama one day."

The middle-aged ninja blinked in disbelief.

"Is it really that powerful?"

"If you don't believe me, see for yourself your companions."

When the middle-aged ninja heard this, he looked at Hayato and found that Falato's wounds had recovered as before, and he was sitting on a stretcher with a confused expression. Tears welled up in the corners of the ninjas' eyes.

"Hospitalized for two weeks, with Pharmacy No. 3."

Sasuke took off his gloves and threw them to the beautiful nurse who was recording on the side, then sat back at his desk and picked up the book of novels.

"You guys disturb the order here, although there is a reason for it, I can't just let you go. After healing the injury, he worked as a volunteer in the hospital for half a month. ”

This group of ninjas knew that they were in the wrong and thanked Sasuke for saving Hayato, and apologized to Sasuke one by one.

"Alright, you troublesome guys, get out of here, don't disturb the other wounded."

Sasuke is in a pretty good mood at the moment. First, it is indeed a sense of accomplishment to treat the wounded, and secondly, Sasuke found that there are also achievement points in treating the wounded. The average person only has 10 achievement points, but similar to the life-threatening one just now, it is enough to have 200 achievement points.

That's why Sasuke continues to stay in the hospital after completing his daily tasks, and also researches special potions. Nowadays, in peacetime, only hospitals have a large number of seriously ill patients. In less than a month, Sasuke has accumulated 5,660 achievement points.

In addition to the 200 achievement points required to upgrade the Immortal Eye Immortal Body to D-rank, Sasuke now has 8,460 achievement points, which is much faster than going out and pretending to be forced every day.

And who says that you can't pretend to be forced while saving people?

"Next, it's patient 47."

"Yes! I'm here!"

A boy with a plaster cast on his hands and a golden explosive head walked up to his desk. A pink-haired girl next to her also came smiling.

"Naruto, it's the third time this week, right? How can you perform some D-class missions to make this look like this? ”

"Sasuke, you're not here, Naruto knows that he can do it." Sakura said disgustedly.

Sasuke looked helplessly at Naruto who was smirking in front of him, took the water to soften open the plaster and disassembled it, and then raised his right hand high.

"Ahhh Sasuke, you're murdering! ”

Sasuke smashed Naruto's arm and re-healed it with the Palm Immortal Technique.

"It's easier to treat."

"I think you did it on purpose!"

Sakura smiled as Sasuke and Naruto argued.

"That's good, just like Sasuke when you were in the seventh class."

As soon as these words were spoken, all three of them fell silent. Since Sasuke came to work at Konoha Hospital, he hasn't returned to the seventh shift, and the time for the three of them to see each other is pitiful. But Sakura and Naruto both knew that Sasuke couldn't be forced to come back, after all, the hospital needed him more.

"Don't be so depressed. Why don't we go to the yakiniku restaurant tonight and call Kakashi-sensei by the way. It seems like we haven't eaten together in Class 7 for a long time. ”

"Good! Sasuke, you've been absent for so long, and you're going to have a treat! Naruto laughed happily.

"No problem, but put your other hand over first, and I'll help you continue your treatment."

"Don't, ahhhhhh