After one night, under the witness of the majority of Shayin villagers, with the loud announcement of my Airo, the white clone became the honorary guest of Shayin Village, enjoying the status of an elder, but having no real power.

For this sudden situation, the white clone was obviously a little surprised, but it didn't take long for him to become relieved again, just because Chiyo came to her in person and left a sentence:

"You seem to want to befriend us Shayin, so I'm willing to give you a chance to achieve your goals, as long as you can always create value for the village, then the name of Keqing will always be yours."

Jiang is still old and spicy, and with just a little one-sided information, Chiyo guessed the pursuit of the white clone, and gave the most critical, and it is also the most desired chip for the white clone.

For this old man who was slaughtered by her own hands in the α world, the white doppelganger really had a little admiration, but she didn't show it, and then, since she took the benefits of others, it was natural to start working.

Sand Hidden Hospital, under the guidance of Temari, the white doppelganger slowly walked into a room, the room was very spacious, more than a dozen beds were divided into two rows, and five or six Sand Shinobi who were missing arms and legs were lying on the bed on a drip, moaning in pain from time to time.

The white clone glanced around, her expression was indifferent, she has now changed, from the fog hidden rebellion to the sand hidden guest, all dressed in clothes, and also changed from a simple cloak to a light white robe, which has the aura of a big man.

When the patients saw her come in, they were a little confused, just because the white clone was dressed like a doctor at all, her dress, temperament, and majesty, and the scene was unconsciously quiet.

"This is the intensive care unit, and although it is a time of peace, many patients are still being brought in every day, after all, as ninjas, they are fighting against all kinds of dangerous elements all the time, and death and injury are inevitable."

Temari pointed around, introducing the situation to the white clone, and as she spoke, her expression was a little gloomy, and every time she saw these miserable companions, she deeply felt the difficulty of the ninjas.

The white doppelganger ignored the hand bow, took a few steps forward, walked to a man with a missing thigh and a bandage on his upper body, his eyes swept over, and in less than a second, the four-dimensional body transmitted the observed information to her.

'The time of the injury was half a month ago, and the enemy was a sound ninja, and he was hit by the detonation charm trap and the Hao fireball technique, and it was really fateful to survive. The footage received from the timeline made the white clone instantly understand what happened to the bandage man.

In front of the high-dimensional creatures, the low-dimensional creatures basically have no secrets, not only are they being seen through now, but even the past and the future are all in her eyes, and there is no possibility of hiding.

Pretending to put his palm on the opponent's chest, the white clone instantly intercepted the time point before the bandage man was injured and covered it to the present, and at the same time, the four-dimensional body began to interfere with the space to prevent the other party from flying back to its original position.

Silently, the bandaged man's thigh was recovered, and although his eyes widened, she didn't know what the white doppelganger had done, and she only saw the patient suddenly make a light "huh", and in a blink of an eye, he tore off the bandage wrapped around his head.

"You ......"

"You're cured, you can get out of here."

Interrupting the patient's words, the white clone left a faint sentence, and then walked to another patient again, and continued to "treat", the whole process can be described as orderly and easy.

In less than a minute, four severely disabled, two sand ninja who had not yet escaped the danger line, all went to the ground intact, their faces were ruddy, and they kept touching their original wounds, their faces were full of incredulity.

"My lord! Thank you for saving your life! ”

One of them, knowing how serious his injuries were, had already been sentenced to death by the doctor, but he was pulled back by the hands of the white clone, so he couldn't hold back the excitement and gratitude in his heart, and knelt down with a puff.

The other five people woke up like a dream, and they also knelt down in unison, and these people were either about to return to the pure land, or they could only spend the second half of their lives in wheelchairs, and the grace of the white clone almost gave them a second life.

How can you not be grateful? How can you not thank you?

The white doppelganger closed his eyes, felt the depths of his mind, slightly strengthened his spiritual power, couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, and then straightened his face, and said to the six people without sadness or joy:

"The ninja world is chaotic, all living beings are suffering, what I can do is only to do a little bit of my best, while crossing people, I am also crossing myself, you don't have to thank me, if you want to thank you, thank you for this wonderful fate."

An unfathomable sentence, combined with the expression of Shangbai's clone at the moment, the miracle just now made her whole person seem to be sublimated, full of compassion and mercy, like a bodhisattva who saves suffering.

Seeing this, the six sand ninjas looked even more respectful, although they were very puzzled by the words of the white clone, but they also realized that the values of this master were different from ordinary people, so they remembered it deeply in their hearts, silently bowed their heads, and expressed their admiration.

In this process, the growth of spiritual power increased by a little more, and the white clone couldn't help but secretly admire, finding that the cultivation method of the true god was indeed powerful, and doing good deeds could improve his strength, but it was really brainless.

The patients all left the intensive care ward, and the white doppelganger looked back at the door, bowed dumbfounded, coughed lightly, and when the other party woke up, he asked casually:

"Are there any more seriously ill patients?"

"Yes!" Temari hurriedly replied, seeing that the white doppelganger raised his hand to lead the way, her expression was not shocked, she couldn't help but lean closer, this look at that, it seemed that she wanted to see the latter through.

"How did you do that?"

Ordinary medical ninjutsu, no matter how clever it is, at least there is a treatment process, such as sealing, such as casting, such as wound healing, and even if you are a layman, you still have this knowledge.

Can be white...... That's not so much called medical ninjutsu as it is called divine art.

"Want to learn?" The white doppelganger didn't answer the rhetorical question, looked at Temari nodded slightly embarrassedly, showing a flattering smile, she smiled lightly and said, "It's a pity, you can't learn it, this is my special ability." ”

Temari looked at the back of the white doppelganger going out with a black line, couldn't help gritting his teeth, muttered a few words, and then silently followed, continued to be a tour guide for the other party, and walked to the next intensive care ward.

Over the course of a day, the white clone attacked everywhere in the Sand Hidden Hospital, curing a total of 15 dying patients and 32 disabled patients, and its treatment efficiency directly refreshed the highest record in the history of medical ninjas.

The next day, the white clone continued to work, and after the ninja was cured, she began to treat ordinary people, whether it was a businessman, a worker, a peasant, all of them refused to come, no matter what the disease, when it came to her, all recovered in a second.

On the third day, the number of cured people exceeded 200, and in Shayin Hospital, except for a small number of patients with minor injuries such as colds and fevers, the rest of the people were almost emptied by the white clone by themselves.

In this process, the patients, the families of the patients, the ordinary sand ninja who rushed to hear the news, the villagers, the flowers who sent the flowers, and the thanks, all thanked the white clone, bowed and worshipped, and almost said that she was a reincarnated god.

After only four days in Shayin Village, the white clone successfully achieved it: let everyone living here firmly remember his name and deeply understand the meaning behind this name.

Respect, she's got.

The next step is to evolve into reverence.